29 SEDUCTION

He couldn't have stopped even if a hundred horses would have tried to pull him away. Her mouth tasted fresh and her lips pressing on his were soft, her tongue alive and her hot body pressed restlessly onto him as she sucked his tongue into her mouth, moaning. His craving for Vai was as strong as that for Helena. His left hand under the fabric of Vai's pareu caressed her naked breast, feverishly kneading the firm flesh and teasing her hard nipple. His right hand slid as if it had a mind of its own over her warm, naked, silky-smooth right thigh to her pubes, caressing her pubic hair, moved over her flat belly and over her hip and back down to her thigh, and pulling her closer to him. Vai's body heaved to his caresses, she wanted his hand on her sex and moaned into his mouth.

"I want you. Take me," Vai urged him. "Make love to me."

Visions and dreams culminating in this one act of union with the man she felt were her destiny and she was not alone with him in this dream. Her visions included several people and beings that were an assembly like a symphony orchestra and were essential for a successful execution of an idea that could lead mankind back to living in harmony with existence.

With this single act of love and acceptance of natural events that ideologies attempted to dam and manipulate, an event could start and could possibly become a deluge of changes on a spiritual, ideological, and physical level around the Globe. That was what her vision was about but she still didn't have a clear view of it and now her need reigned. Burning with passion both felt the surge of excitement washing through them. They broke their kiss, their urgent passion made them gasp; their bodies trembled and shook with anticipation.

"Suck my breasts," she implored. He bowed his head and kissed her breast, sucked on her enlarged nipple and she pressed her breast into his mouth, giving herself to him. Like a starving animal, he licked and devoured one, then the other breast while his hand rubbed over her heaving pubic mound and pubes.  However, his hand on her sex wasn't enough.

"I need you," Vai whispered and they kissed again all over each other's faces, sucking on each other's tongues ravenously, deep and wild. Gábor's last shreds of reason evaporated like fog in a desert. Her sarong opened and her naked flat belly with soft curves, her Venus mound, and nicely trimmed pubic hair in the soft light of the moon excited him far past his ability to control himself.

He broke away from their kiss and she moved her lips to his neck. He gazed at the swelling of her glistening pubes and a thrill washed through him at the sight of her swollen nether lips.

"Where did you learn to kiss like that?" he asked breathlessly.

"I didn't learn it. You inspire me. I just want you."

He kissed her face and lips again, hungrily, as did she. Her arms around his neck pulled him tighter into her and her tongue licked his lips. Gábor opened his mouth again and kissed her as if he wanted to devour her. He felt possessed with her and it was neither Vai nor Helena any longer. It was primal desire to couple with her that ruled him.

"You are beautiful, so very beautiful and you driving me crazy," he groaned. Her breath accelerated, her mouth opened and her breath got heavy. Gábor kissed her lips repeatedly, wild and hot.

"You're the man I dreamed about. I want to be with you Gábor. Make love to me. I'm yours," she whispered between kisses.

Vai's smooth legs parted a bit, touching his, her legs pressing and moving up and down were driving him insane. Her restless body wiggled against him, she wanted to feel his hands on her sex and spread her legs a bit more. His fingers pointing inward traced along the inside of her heated thighs to her knees, widening the space between them, and then moving upward again along the sensitive soft inner thighs and mound with the soft pubic hair, until his fingers touched her hot, soft, wet lips. It made her squirm and impatient. She needed him to penetrate into her.

"Touch me deeper, please," she pleaded, heaving her body to his hand.

Lubricating his fingers with her wetness, he began to trace her pudenda with feathery lightness then let his fingers explore her soft inner labia before probing into her opening. Breathing shallow and fast she jumped at his touch when he made contact with her clitoris and wanted more, her pelvis lifting to his touch. He wanted her badly and probed deeply into her heaving, slick opening. Vai had turned toward him, her lips, and hot breath to his ear, her tongue licking and flickering around and into his ear, whispering and moaning, made him shudder.

Placing her left hand on his bulge, squeezing and massaging it made it hard for him to keep his pants on, but he thought it would save him yet, on the other hand, he didn't want to be safe. It was sheer torture for him and he wanted to feel her hand on his naked flesh. He moved his fingers over her soft pubes and over the crease of the area where the thighs merged into her body and made her thrust her pelvis toward his fingers, wanting them back inside her and she spread her legs wide.

"Come on, please, I want to feel your penis in me," she pleaded.

That's what he wanted too, his penis deep in her. This girl was irresistible and at this moment it was all he wanted; be in her and feel her responding to his urge to possess and come in her.

Being wanted by a woman, was the strongest desire every man dreams of and when that man gained her trust, and she gave herself to him willingly, there were not many men that could resist a woman, especially a passionate and beautiful one. And Vai was all of that; very passionate and more than willing, like Helena. Her hips rolled to his probing fingers. He wanted her as much as she wanted him.

He moved his hand back to her soaked genitals and with his all his fingers and his palm he stroked and stimulated her entire sex. Rubbing and caressing between her legs for some time caused her to release more of her fluids and she pressed her sex into his palm, heaving and lifting her butt off the bench. He inserted his middle finger into her, his thumb on the very top of her sex stirring her clitoris intensely. She moaned and whimpered breathlessly.

"Don't tease me Gábor, I want you in me. I need your cock in me," but instead he pushed his finger deep inside her tight passage, searching her G-spot and a heavy sigh escaped from her mouth.

"Oya. That feels good, but I want you to take me now, please."

Her body undulated more to his hand, her pulse raced, her heart fluttered, and her suppressed panting came in small sobs. His left hand caressed her breast over her shoulder, then moved down her back on top of the thin fabric of the sarong to her tight, round ass and caressed it.

Vai couldn't take any more of his foreplay. Gábor felt her slender hand pulling his zipper down and this time he didn't stop her. It went this far already, so why not go all the way. He gave up, vanquished.

Her fingers encircled his rock hard penis through the fabric of his wet briefs, took hold of his penis at the base of his shaft fondled his testicles. He ached to fuck her, but the last shard of fidelity resisted. His thoughts turned to Helena's, words but he didn't find any objections to them.

"Slow down. Wait," yet his finger continued stroking the G-spot.

"I can't. I must have you in me."

Her fingers touched his bare flesh and he inhaled sharply, still fighting Vai's impatient demand.

His middle finger in her sopping sex was wet, he wiggled it and moved in and out, slid up and down, and Vai opened her thighs more, her slender body lifted to his right hand and he slipped two fingers inside her. Her breath hot in his ear was ragged as she fought to be silent, and she whimpered "ah, yes, yes" and thrust and lifted her pelvis onto his fingers.

Her hand slipped inside his briefs, grasped his thick, pre-cum soaked shaft, and strongly stroked it. An expletive tore from his lips.

Just this, he thought, but knew he wouldn't be able to resist if she insisted inserting him into her. He knew he couldn't resist himself.

"Put your cock in me, please," she squealed, "I want you to fuck me," and curiously her use of the word "fuck" didn't seem vulgar coming from her but rather fitting to what they were about to do. Helena and he too used them and others when they got excited and it added passion to the act, not vulgarity. The emotions in both were that of strong affection and stemming from a desire to melt into each other in the strongest way possible. The desire to join with him, be filled with him, took over. She had to have him in her, to unite and feel him satisfying her need.

Her hand, moist with his pre-cum, worked the full length of his engorged shaft excited not only her.

"Take them off," he heard her saying and almost against his own will he lifted his butt as she assisted him to pull his shorts down. His last resolve went down with them. Vai appeared to be happy.

The image of Helena came up in his mind and for a moment he was afraid being in the link and that almost wiped away the pleasure being with Vai, but her message ‘Choose well. We are free to love, anytime, anywhere and anyone as long as it is mutual and not forced. Have fun. Remember that love is to be shared', a smile of approval on her face, restored his desire with Vai, pretty certain she meant it, and wanted him to please and enjoy Vai, he became an active participant, although some doubt remained whether he understood Helena right. Also, breaking his own wedding vows to be faithful to his wife caused some distress.

But then when his pants pooled around his ankles and his penis popped out of its confinement, his resolve to enjoy making love with Vai was in full effect. Erect, the large, purple glans pointed straight up, the veins swollen with blood, and glistening wet fascinated Vai.

For a second she looked at it and then put her, fingers around it, her fingertips just touched. To her, his penis had the perfect size and thickness and she couldn't wait to feel him in her and knew it would feel good. He had no control left to resist her and she would enjoy him, he had surrendered. His hormones had taken over, and womanhood was in charge now and could not be denied. She needed to have his penis inside her, and he, with no resistance left, he now had to have her; their union was sealed.

"Choose well. We are free to love, anytime, anywhere and anyone as long as it is mutual and not forced. Have fun. Remember that love is to be shared." Helena's words reverberated in his head like an echo.

"I must have you in me now," whimpered Vai as she swung a leg across Gábor's legs with her back to him, her naked butt straddling him, she took hold of his shaft and guided the bulb of his cock to her pussy.

The sensation of his glans touching her sex sent a hot rush to his head and he felt dizzy. Her folds soft, like wet silk closed around the head, then parted, allowing the bulbous gland to enter and penetrate into her hot, most private part that she eager and willingly wanted to share with him. She moaned and slowly sat down half way, feeling his glans entering her drenched pussy, stretching and opening her as he slipped between her lips and into her tight sheath and filling her made her gasp while he resisted the urge to drive his cock into her hard to the root. ‘Easy now', he thought as her vagina welcomed his pulsating member.

"Oh god Gábor, I love feeling your cock stretching my pussy. It feels so good I could cry."

"I must be crazy," he whispered. "I've never cheated on Helena, and never thought I would, but now I want to be inside you."

"We're not cheating. We're loving," she sighed and looked over her shoulder to see his face, lowering herself up and down on his shaft. Her eyes glanced to Ivan and her mother, deep in their sleep. She would have to deal with her mother if she woke up and saw her making love with Gábor against her counsel. Though it was exciting as it was, her mother just a few steps away with her lover, it wouldn't be something she'd enjoy. She wanted to enjoy her time with Gábor without feeling guilty about it. Shame or guilt was not what worried her. The concept of feeling guilty or ashamed of something she and her lover enjoyed was never an issue, but that her mother had warned her about the problems of falling in love with a popaa was. It could turn nasty, she had said.

At this moment she didn't care. She loved Gábor and was absolutely sure that what they did now was the right thing. This was the dream that she had and was now the reality.

"You feel very good," she panted and sunk down, lifted and sunk down again, over and over several times, feeling him enter deeper and stretching her vagina walls to a very pleasant snug fit that felt like heaven to her as much as it felt for him. Both moaned with pleasure.

"Oh god Gábor, I love you. Deeper, ah yes, deeper, I love your cock filling me. I need you in me. Fuck my pussy," she whispered barely audible. "I have waited for you all my life and now here you are."

Just like Helena, Vai used strong language and it didn't sound vulgar in context with what they did but sincere. She sat lower down onto his penis and then deeper until he was all the way inside her. Vai whimpered.

"Are you okay? Am I hurting you?" he asked.

"No, you're perfect, just perfect. How is it for you?" she murmured breathlessly. "Do you like my pussy and what we're doing?"

"You're incredible. I love the feel of your pussy," he moaned, pulling her hips closer, wondering what she meant with waiting for him all her life.

"Oh yes, I love to feel you in me. I have waited so long for you," she repeated. "I love your cock deep and filling me," and a deep joy flooded her entire being. Moving up and down on his shaft she revelled in the sensation as he burrowed into her.

With all resistance gone, Gábor focused on Vai. He wanted to please her as much as he had always strived to do when he was with Helena. As his penis stretched and entered her vagina, the wet, soft, warm tightness of her wanted to penetrate her as deep as possible. And then when he felt the restriction of the entrance to her matrix, he almost lost it. He was in her all the way. The vibration at her deepest core was the same he felt with Helena and held still for a while, both savouring the sensation as the bioelectrical current coursed through them.

Vai felt deliciously filled with him as his shaft penetrated into her depth and when he touched bottom, the sensation was as if he had touched her heart. An unbelievable joy spread through every cell in her body and she shook with a pleasure she never thought possible. Wanting more, she began to move and felt him sliding in and out of her vagina at a slow, maddening pace.

With the friction and the rising of passion, their speed also rose in proportion. She was eager, and her silky smoothness was tight. Helena was like this; tight and eager and guilt rose in him again, but the present delight of sliding his shaft fore and back in Vai’s warm and wet tightness replaced guilt with joy.

"God Vai, I want to fuck you until you come and as bad as Helena," he moaned, barely managing to hold back his ejaculation. The inside of her pussy felt hot and ribbed like Helena's and it pleased him to no end. Vai felt as good as Helena and enjoyed him as enthusiastically as his wife did. Now he wanted to make sure to satisfy Vai to the max and held back his ejaculation. Her entire body was on fire and the sensation of being in her vagina was all encompassing.

"Do it, and then I want to fuck you until we die," she whispered hotly as her bottom ground on him, his glans touching her core with each thrust. Never before did she enjoy a penis this deep in her, but with him she wanted it. He touched the restriction to her cervix and the feeling she had was as if he touched her heart with velvety fingers. A feeling of deep love spread through her entire body and at this moment death had no meaning.

(Holistic sex and relationship expert Kim Anami, who uses Taoism, Tantra, and philosophy to coach couples all over the world how to have better sex, discusses the little-known third orgasm: Cervical.)

A clitoral orgasm has a definitive build, a clear climax with pelvic contractions, and then a feeling of descent. It's similar to a penile orgasm. A cervical orgasm is more along the lines of what we call in Tantra a "full-body orgasm," or an expanded orgasm. Meaning, the build is less linear. While there is an increase of pleasure, rather than it being focused in the clitoris, you feel that spread all over your body and then explode into waves you feel from your head to your toes. This can feel like pleasurable tingling and vibrations throughout your whole body and being and can keep going for hours, as opposed to a clitoral orgasm, which typically lasts for seconds.

If the clitoris is like climbing a mountain, the cervix (and the G-spot for that matter) is like scaling a series of rolling hills. You get to the top of one, then you have a brief plateau, then you climb another, then have a plateau, etc.

The cervix is the reflexology point for the heart. Stimulating it will cause very intense feelings of love and spiritual transcendence. It's like taking the feelings you have when you first fall in love and multiplying that by ten. Or you know how you feel after you've had a really good cry? Every cell in your being feels cleansed and revitalized. You feel like you are floating and in extreme bliss. The effects of it can last for hours and even days.)

For a few minutes, she enjoyed the deep strokes and then eased off a bit to feel his glans frigging her frontal area around her clitoris. Gábor's hand caressed her naked, curvy waist and hips for a few minutes while she rode him with a little more than the swollen head of his penis inside her. Almost teasingly sliding in and out of her slick folds, he fought the urge to shoot his semen deep into her, the primal urge of the animal instinct. Vai took his hands and placed them on her breasts. He took hold of her firm globes, massaged, and kneaded them, gently pinching her nipples as she pressed them hard into his hands. Her suppressed moans and sounds of pleasure excited him and he wondered for a split second what would happen if her mother or Ivan woke up and saw them like this, but the thought vanished when her body arched and her pelvis moved back as she looked at him over her shoulder. He whispered and moaned with delight as he slid deeper into her.

"I want to be always with you and love you forever, but I could lose Helena. I love you, but I'm scared Vai. I love Helena too."

Vai knew she would love him always. A powerful surge of happiness flooded her heart hearing his words and she knew with absolute certainty that his wife would be okay with sharing his love with her.

"You won't. You'll love us both," she said but did not elaborate any further. He didn't even hear her; he was that much in a delirium. Vai filled his senses like Helena always managed. Well lubricated; her satin tightness sheathed his penis and held him like a vice. He knew, he realized, he couldn't care anymore about what others thought. This was something between Helena, Vai, and him. He never before felt this emotion as powerful with anyone except with Helena and wanted to believe Vai that all would be well. She would understand. With the exception of Helena, he had never been as excited and deeply in love with anyone, never felt a desire to be with anyone else but her, yet this young woman had made him break his vows that he made to Helena.

As a lover Vai was wonderful, but there was more than that. Something about her was indescribably intriguing, something that his rational mind couldn't fathom. Letting his morose thoughts go he focused on the moment. Vai was very actively making love with him. Her buttocks touched his groin as she moved up and down, plunging deeply onto his shaft and he moved his hands to her waist and lower, pulling her down on him, helping her, her body leaning forward, her sex pressing back hard against him, she was dancing and gyrating on his lap, whimpering.

Vai was a phenomenon as was Helena. If he was blind and deaf, he wouldn't know who he made love to. They paralleled each other in any aspect, in thinking and bodily sensations in spite of age and ethnic origin and it astonished him. He wouldn't be able to distinguish one from the other without his ears and eyes.

"Ah yes, you feel so good. I waited too long for you; I've loved you forever, Gábor," she repeated.

He barely understood her words or the meaning and looked at her waist, loved how it flared into her buttocks and felt his shaft sliding in and out of her, causing pleasures he thought only possible with Helena.

In the past, and up to this day, Gábor always made sure his partners climaxed first and he loved to please them. Their pleasures were his also and he intended to satisfy Vai to the best of his ability.

He grabbed her hips, pulled her tighter, moved her buttocks from side to side, and pushed his penis into her until it disappeared completely, over and over. Her vocal response and her swivelling of her pelvis on him told him that she was nearing her orgasm. Her movements increased with more speed and he maintained the same rhythm that she had to allow her to build her climax.

"Oh Dieu, that's it Gábor, you're going to make me come," she groaned. He wanted to fuck her all night as he often did with Helena. The same longing he felt for her was now in play and he would never have imagined feeling that with anybody other than her. Now Vai was Helena and he drove into her with passion. She loved every move, sound, and touches and wanted to please him the same way as he pleased her, but then her self-interest took over. She began to grind and roll her hips, touched bottom and squealed with pleasure, her right hand moved to her opening and began fingering her extended, sensitive clitoris and the other rolling her nipples and squeezing her breasts, whimpering sounds escaped her and her movements got faster and deeper.

Gábor matched her speed and stayed with her. For a minute she intensified her effort and he sensed her approaching orgasm. She turned her head, looked over her shoulder, stopped, stiffened, and held her breath for a while before it exploded out of her mouth with a barking sound.

"I'm coming, oh god, I'm coming, Gábor, Je t'aime." For a few seconds, she didn't move, but Gábor felt her vagina contracting and pulsing as if something was alive in her sex, working on his member. A rippling sensation engulfed his shaft, a hot, liquid wave washed through her abdomen, and then a shaky, hissing sound from her mouth proclaimed her climax. She erupted like a volcano in a scalding release; her vagina seemed to suck his penis and he fought hard not to climax. He had no idea if she was ovulating or not and wanted to reduce the possibility of getting her pregnant, but still knew that it could happen. Her hip moved from side to side, gyrated and she plunged up and down on him intensely and deep as if she was riding a horse. Her entire lower body from the hips down was like a storm-tossed sea.

"Ah, oui, yes, yes, yes, Je t'aime mon amour," she hissed as not to wake her Mother, but she felt like screaming her joy and happiness to the world. A second wave pulsed through her as powerful as the first and she nearly lost consciousness. Her abdomen and her sex undulated as if they had a life of their own, producing a pleasure she thought impossible. Her head still turned toward him, eyes with enlarged pupils fixed on his, her thrusts onto his penis were deep, and she squeezed her eyes shut, her head tilted back as waves of spasms washed through her for minutes. Her belly twitched, her pussy moved rapidly fore and back, up and down, and her juices flooded Gábor's shaft and thighs. The wind took away the heavy odour of sex. Her whole body shook and trembled uncontrollably; her breath came through her wide-open mouth as if she had climbed Mount Everest in record time. Spasmodic waves milked Gábor's penis until her energy ebbed, but she kept her position and continued with slow, deep movements, enjoying his hard shaft sliding in and out of her pussy.

"I have never felt anything like this before," she said with a happy smile, craning her head to see his eyes.

"Did you like it?" he asked her, knowing well she had a cervical orgasm. Her entire body was flushed and fine perspiration covered her back. Strands of her hair hung in her face and she looked like a wild angel.

She turned around and his rod slipped out. Facing him, she repositioned herself on his lap and inserted him again.

"Very much. I could make love with you all the time. I never came like this before. You're better than I thought a man could be."

That she just had experienced a cervical climax was not yet something she knew. Her second man had penetrated deep, but she felt pain when he went too deep. This time it was pure pleasure.

"I'm flattered, but it's easy to think that when you have had not much experience with men," he replied in a low tone, enjoying the aftermath.

Moving gently, she looked very happy and smiled at him. Moving in unison with him for several minutes, her pelvis rocking fore and back, loving every centimeter of his shaft as it moved in and out of her while he gazed into her eyes. With her face towards Gábor, she also could see Ivan and her mother embracing each other in their sleep. They appeared happy judging by their gentle smiles.

"How do you feel?" she whispered.

"Almost the same way as I felt when I stole and ate the cherries from our neighbour’s tree," Gábor whispered. "They were the sweetest cherries in all of Hungary, but my conscience was in tatters then as it is now."

"That will pass, "she said lightly, "But I didn't feel you come."

"No, but that's okay. I still feel very good. You are a great lover and I wanted to make sure to please you. I'm okay."

"But you didn't finish. I wanted you to come," she breathed. "I wanted to feel you climax in me. Why didn't you?"

"I don't want you to get pregnant without a father for the child, Vai, not unless you and Helena know and are okay with it."

"I've just finished my period a few days ago. You don't need to worry, and besides, I would never oblige you to look after a child or me if I had one. I'd cherish it all the same as a gift from you."

"If you had a child, I would want it not out of obligation, but out of love," he replied.

She caressed his face and kissed him several times, smiling at his concern. During and after her climax, he held her close to him and his hands were hugging her, sliding over her entire body lovingly. He stroked her hair and murmured while kissing her neck and shoulders. His heart filled with her presence and the same emotion he had for Helena coursed through his entire being, but he was not at peace. He wasn't a man that broke a vow, even when he was released from keeping it. A kept vow was an expression of a man's worth and integrity.

Vai, on the other hand, wished she could have him inside her forever. She would have loved to feel him coming inside her and at the same time, she admired his control. She knew, she was not even close to ovulation and did not intend to trap Gábor with a child like so many of her Christian friends tried to do with a man they desired.

Perhaps when Helena agreed for her to be his consort, for sure she would want a child in the future and absolutely with him. Even so, there was enough sperm in his pre-cum to do that, but for now, she'd get away without getting pregnant. She fervently hoped Helena would accept her as a partner and then she would want children with him. Deep down she knew his wife would welcome her.

And now, because he didn't come, she felt incomplete; after all, she wanted to experience him completely, with his climax. She wanted to feel him losing himself in her. It was the best loving by far she'd ever had. Not that she'd had many; in fact, only with two and the first one was a cousin; she had sex with him only twice. The first time behind the shed where the tools were stored while her father was out fishing and she had stayed home. A distant cousin was there for a visit from Fakarava before going to Papeete with his parents for the Labour Day parade. He was a big boy for his age and talked big as if he were the world's most experienced lover and she was curious. Having seen her sister with Enoki and two other boys later and the fun they seemed to have, she was curious.

Hauti, playing adults when they were little was some fun and only made her wonder what it really was like. Her mother had told her when her breasts and her pubic hair grew; she'd be prepared for what adults did but should take her time to have babies. So when her cousin was at their place, and the opportunity was there, she did it. When he penetrated her, it was without any delicacy or finesse, or any consideration of her discomfort. He was crude and possibly thought her attempts to get him off her as throes of passion. He had no idea how to take time for her to be ready.

Three days later, on his way back home, she had actually enjoyed intercourse with him. Instead of letting him think he was in charge, she took matters into her own hands. She didn't let him off after he ejaculated, turned him on his back, and very much to Enoki's amazement he remained hard and she rode him until she felt a strange convulsion in her lower belly. It felt really good, a milky liquid oozed from her slit and she looked forward feeling it again, but she never saw him again and did not have sex with another man until her mother returned with her doctor's diploma from London and got to be in charge of the clinic on Niau.

Her mother was very understanding when Vai told her about her experience but cautioned her to make sure she would not have a baby until she had finished school. Those spasms and the discharge, her mother said, were the signs of an orgasm and she appeared to be happy for her to have had experienced it but had also told her about STD's. Vai understood and would make sure a man used condoms in the future.

Then she met the man her mother dated a couple of times after her father's death. He was too big and rough with her and wanted her many times, but she did not enjoy intercourse with him. After a few times, she had enough, just as her mother and felt disillusioned about sex. It wasn't what she thought about it. She felt no emotion from him and neither did she feel anything for him. She felt nothing but relief when it was over.

There was never an orgasm with him and she thought it was not really her problem. Alone with herself, she had them. Why her mother must have dated him had to be only because she had a lot of work and no time to find a better man. She had called him the ‘convenience man'.

He was not a good lover and was only after his own satisfaction. Once he came the game was over. Sex with him meant not much for her either. There was no affection and when he was finished, he got up, pulled the condom off and discarded it in a bin under the sink and had a beer. No tenderness or any words of love came over his lips. A few times with him was enough and following that, she became almost a recluse, only masturbated occasionally and listened to other women talking about their experiences. What she heard seemed to be a mixed bag of experiences.

Some were happy with their partners and others kept looking for better, married or not. She learned that the majority of the unhappy women were those who were going to church and lived by the new ideas, of foreign religions. Sex seemed to be a bad thing in their view and only good when religion sanctioned it, but men wanted it regardless whether religious or not. Sex, not love, was their religion. With time she let go of the idea of engaging in sex because it seemed that that was all men wanted from a girl. To a man, only sex seemed to matter and Vai knew from the time she had matured that she was desired by boys and men for sex mainly and her looks and then, of course, the possibility rising in status through her family's position and wealth.

Not this time. This time she had to make moves to get the man she thought to be a good man. In her vision, she had seen that that would have to be the way because the man had a partner and therefore much harder to get close to. He wouldn't come to her; she would have to go to him. Gábor had resisted hard loving her and that alone made him special. His hormones didn't rule him; he ruled them, she figured.

When she saw Gábor, she felt a strong sexual desire and wanted him but most of all she wanted to love him and be loved by him for the rest of her life. Sex would then be the icing on the cake. She felt that emotion with him in spite of his reluctance to make love with her. Now that he had, he was caring and hugged her as she slowly calmed down, kissed her, and caressed her sweaty body. His penis in her felt not only exciting but also perfect. She'd never climaxed this intensely before; she didn't think it was possible. Gábor had opened a completely new world for her. Suddenly, intercourse had become a tremendous source of pleasure.

Perhaps it was the forbidden, the nearness of others, especially her mother. She was happy that she'd had this encounter, even if it were to be only this once. She would be content just being near him, knowing that he cared for her, even if they couldn't be intimate. For sure, she would miss it, but it wouldn't be the end of the world.

However, deep inside she felt a kinship with Helena. Gábor wouldn't have married someone who would keep him prisoner, so she figured Helena had to be a special woman. Vai could see herself with Helena and herself sharing Gábor if they agreed. Why was society so hung-up on the idea of monogamy?

Many men had mistresses and she knew of women who had several lovers, she thought even her mother tried multiple partnerships at some time. Right now she was with Ivan but seemed to have her eyes on Gábor too. Some women even bragged of having dozens of men, but that was not something she wanted. She wanted to be able to focus her attention on one man only and give him all of her love.

If he had others, it would not bother her much. It seemed to be the most natural way that men desired to have many females while the females were content with one male if he was a good man. She had observed that in dolphins, cats, and dogs as well as most other mammals.

He could go for it if he still had the stamina to be with another after she finished with him, that is. All he had to do was to remain healthy. And in case she was not satisfied and wanted more, she would find a way to have her pleasures with another man or otherwise, if he would not be up to the task and if it was what she wanted, but she would never allow a man to dominate her and she would never dominate her partner. What she had experienced with Gábor had surpassed by far what she knew about sex. She was satisfied to her core and if he would be always this way with her, she would never need another man.

She could not see any problems in sharing him with his wife and hoped she wouldn't object. Other people could possibly sneer at her views and call her immoral and frivolous, but she was used to the idea of being seen rebellious and different.

‘To hell with what others think of what is appropriate,' she thought. ‘If they don't want to have multiple partners, then don't have them.' In her opinion, nobody has the right to enforce their views or preferences on others.

Society with their presumed authority like to claim they create order with their edicts, but in reality only create undercover lies and deceptions. Some Mormons and Muslims and others had several women for one man, but Vai objected to the fact that women didn't have the same rights. That was not right in her view. Those men were owners of women, not lovers that could accept a woman as equals. In her view that was slavery. If a woman desired more than one partner, that was her prerogative and no man or law had the right to take that away from her.

She looked at Gábor and loved his face and couldn't imagine him doing that and the fact that he had accepted her love didn't mean he had abandoned his principles but adapted to changes. Love wasn't an exclusive affair.

Her spasms finished, she slowly and regretfully disengaged from Gábor, her juices glistened on his penis and thighs, and suddenly she wanted to taste herself on him. She knew about fellatio but had never done it and now she wanted to try.

"I never had any cherries in my life or an orgasm this intense, but they must be extraordinary if they are comparable. I knew you would feel wonderful in me and I want you to come too Gábor. I want us to be complete. Don't hold back on me. I have never had a man in my mouth before. I want to try. I want to taste you. Do you mind?"

Gábor sighed. He had almost lost it when she climaxed and it took all his willpower to avoid ejaculation and this he could and would not refuse. He felt it would bring a conclusion to this affair.

"Are you sure you want to?"

"Mm-hmm, I want to satisfy you like you satisfied me."

Gábor consented; in fact, he had hoped to feel her lips on his penis. Would she want to complete giving him head by letting him come in her mouth or somewhere else? If she had never performed fellatio would he have to guide her? He decided to let her do what she wanted.

He watched as she dropped to her knees between the boat console and him, and then taking the rigid shaft in her hands she slowly moved the skin fore and back over the rigid shaft. Then as she had seen her mother doing it, she kissed his glans first tentatively and had a taste of her own fluids. Pleased with herself she opened her lips wider and let the head slip between her lips into her mouth. First letting her tongue circling around the gland, enjoying the sensation of the warm, living meat she wanted to explore what more she could do and began to suck on the bulbous part of his shaft. It felt good as it twitched and filled her mouth.

Hollowing her cheeks she took him deeper and heard Gábor take a sharp breath and then groan. Obviously, he liked that and it made her happy that she could please him this way.

Using her tongue she swirled it around his shaft as if it were a candy and sucked more vigorously. He groaned again and lifted his pelvis inviting her to take more of him. Sucking on the glans she heard him drawing air through his teeth and wanted to know whether he liked what she was doing. Lifting her head she looked at him.

"Do you like it?" she asked.

"Very much. Do you like it?" He could barely articulate.

"Yes, I like it. I want more," and she returned to pleasing him. Feeling her wet mouth engulfing the head of his penis and her tongue licking his shaft, he nearly perished. If it was something new for her, she did it well. She kissed the head again and Gábor sucked in his breath and put one hand in her hair, brushing it over her shoulder to see her face. The other reached for her breast to caress and fondle it. The nipples felt hard and puckered. Vai moaned with pleasure and took him as deep as it would go.

Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked. He groaned, his hip jumped and his penis got deeper into her. She started to bob her head up and down on him. It was a wicked feeling to hold the most sensitive part of a man in her mouth and pleasuring him that way. The taste was a little salty and mixed with her musky juices made a very erotic combination. He used his hand to gently encourage her to go deeper and she did and felt his penis as if she was eating sashimi, on the roof of her mouth, almost hitting the gag reflex. Invigorated by his response, she relaxed, went past the gag reflex and then began to suck and swallow.

That seemed to make him lose his cool and she felt herself getting hot between her legs. She slipped two fingers into her sopping vagina, imagining them to be Gábor's penis. The sensation was new and excited her beyond anything. His penis in her mouth was better than she had imagined.

His hand buried in her hair with the other pinching her nipple softly, he growled again. The muscles on his belly tensed, his body jerked. He groaned again, harder, and louder, warning her.

"Vai, I'm about to come," she heard his strained voice and feeling his spasm building; his shaft seemed to harden with the beginning of his ejaculation. Just for a moment, she paused to tell him what she wanted.

"I want you to come in my mouth. I want to taste you," she informed him, taking his penis again and sucked harder on the glans, her tongue swirling around it, anticipating his essence, wanting it.

A grumbling came from his throat and his hip jumped when his first jet shot into her waiting mouth then pumping his shaft between her lips as he came. Vai gulped it down and more sperm filled her gullet. She had been curious how semen tasted before she met Gábor and whether she would like it and now she had her first experience. Surprised at the sweet and salty almond flavour, she swallowed. The texture was like creamy custard and suited her palate. She felt wickedly bad and excited, doing something beyond anything she'd ever done.

She felt his every pulse as his sperm jetted into her mouth, tasting his essence and felt as if she just accomplished something unheard of. Raising her eyes to see his face while sucking his glans, she milked him in an effort to have more of his semen. His euphoric countenance pleased her and she vowed to herself to please him again this way.

For her, it was much more than sex. It was the exaltation of a mountain climber that reached the peak after an arduous task and just as fulfilling. Then the spasmodic jerking of his penis in between her lips, her fingers in her and the expression on his face initiated her own orgasm. She felt as if she had another man fucking her while she had Gábor's penis in her mouth. It felt strange but good as her orgasm approached fast.

She pushed her fingers deep into her vagina, feeling for her G-spot. When she touched the spongy tissue, another climax blazed through her again. Her spasmodic release was bliss, her belly contracted, and waves of pleasure surged through her entire body. Surprised how easy she climaxed again she credited it to Gábor and was partially right. Orgasms induced through G-spot or cervical stimulation, if done right and the woman was open and receptive, activated a full body orgasm, and lasted much longer, sometimes hours, her mother once said. She felt the discharge of her body fluids wetting her fingers. Her muffled cries around his penis got Gábor excited again. He involuntarily pushed deeper into her mouth. Vai welcomed it, swallowed a few times and then reluctantly lifted her head from Gábor's penis, kissed it one more time, then repositioned herself on his lap, straddling his legs, and inserted him into her sopping vagina, getting as close to him as possible. She kissed him on the mouth and gently rocked with him, feeling his penis vividly in her and wished to remain in this embrace forever. Tasting his own almond flavour, he kissed her back and saw a ravished and satisfied woman. Vai's happiness was almost complete and she vowed that she would pursue these pleasures with him until the day she died.

"Did you like it?"

"Vai, you are a very good lover and yes, I loved it very much."

"I want to make love with you all the time Gábor. I'm your vahine now, like Helena, forever and after."

"Vai," he whispered, "I'm worried what will come out of this. I love Helena and I don't know how this can go on between us. I told you before; I'm afraid. I'm jeopardizing my relationship with her and I don't want to leave her and I don't want to lose you. How will this end?"

Vai regarded him closely and caressed his cheeks then kissing him lightly.

 "This will not end, for none of us. This is a beginning of our new love Gábor. Your wife will be happy to know you were happy. I know that. Don't torture yourself with concepts of fidelity or loyalty to others, even to your family. It would be wiser to understand that loyalty is to your values, not to people, things, or countries, not even ideologies. You will not lose her. Love doesn't care about politics. It is not about ideologies, but a pure and simple sensation of the heart and spirit. Understand this; if you're holding on, it will go away and when you let go, it will come to you. If you value enjoyment, then enjoy, no matter with whom or what. Enjoyment is total when there is no attachment.

Attachments cause fear and pain when the pleasure is gone and even while you have it. Enjoy while it lasts, and then enjoy the freedom when it's gone. The pleasure will be fresh when it comes back. Thinking about whom you are supposed to enjoy, sours the enjoyment. When ownership issues enter into the equation, things go wrong. I won't take you away from Helena. If anything, I would like to add something to you both. I feel Helena is very special, like you, different in some way, and I want to meet her. I'm certain she wants to meet all of us." She sighed. "And thank you for a wonderful experience. It was the best sex I ever had. I haven't done the oral sex thing with anyone before. It was a first and I really loved it."

"You're a natural," whispered Gábor, her body pleasantly wrapped around him they caressed each other while catching their breath and came down from their high level of intense arousal to an acceptable calm. Holding on to each other, Vai's head over his shoulder, and her breasts against his chest, her legs astride his with his penis inside her, both felt content and satisfied. Vai looked at Ivan and her mother still holding each other. She knew her mother felt as happy as she did. It was good that she finally found love again with Ivan and fleetingly she recalled a remark she made to her. She told her if she had a chance, she'd make love with Gábor too, but it seemed Ivan was good with her. She's made her choice, but Vai knew her mother. She could be very insistent.

Gábor‘s shaft was still solid and she loved how it felt in her and would have kept going, but was worried the sleeping couple would wake up soon. Her loving with Gábor had lasted almost two hours, far more than she thought possible for a man, but time with him flew.

"Thank you for this experience Gábor. I loved it very much and I'd love to do it again. I never thought sex could give so much pleasure."

Her quiet and melodic voice rescued him from sinking into pangs of conscience over his infidelity to his wife.

"I want to thank you. You are very good. If this was indeed the first time you performed oral sex, then you deserve a medal."

She was pleased with his praise, to herself, happy that he also had his climax and that he'd shared it with her.  She moved off him, his penis slipped out of her and Vai smiled and kissed him again. She gathered her sarong and wrapped it around her body.

"Think about what I said and go to sleep now, you look exhausted. I know how to handle boats."

Gábor scooped up his pants and underwear from the floor and used them to clean his genitals. Then he trailed them in the water to eliminate the scent of sex and put them on. Vai observed his troubled face and looked for a way in which she could comfort him and assure him that all would be well. She knew that they would be together in harmony and would have children together, but she couldn't tell him that yet. He'd think she was crazy. Sometimes she thought that of herself too, but those pictures in her head had always turned into real events and guided her unerringly.

The next time they would have intercourse, she wanted to feel him coming inside her, and she wanted it very soon, definitely before she ovulated. She hoped that when he talked with Helena, she would not be angry with him as most Westerners would be, but would be happy for him to have the love of someone other than only her. They could share in his love. In her old traditional upbringing Vai felt that when Helena and Gábor pleased each other, she would be happy too. She wished it with all her heart and looked forward to the meeting with Helena. Gábor wondered how she knew how to please a man orally. She was very good at it and he wanted to please her the same way, but that would have to be another time and he hoped there would be another opportunity to be with Vai. It was past three o'clock already and the others wouldn't sleep forever, although he would have loved to do that now.

He cared very much about Vai, but his heart was heavy with what Helena would think about his infidelity. Falling in love with Vai as he was in love with Helena was a risk and he thought again about what Helena said during their telepathic communication, wondering. Did she have a personal interest in Vai through him? Did she mean for him to get involved with Vai? Was what they did morally wrong or was it only society's view that he had accepted without reflecting on them?

He moved off the bench and made from the remaining life jackets a place to rest on and then laid down on it. He knew Vai could look after the vessel. He looked at her figure in the light of the moon and recalled how she felt to him. She was as active and enthusiastic as Helena and wondered how she had acquired her sexual experience if she had only two men in the past. He knew Helena had previous experience, but not Vai. She didn't seem to have any hang-ups like he had. Being with Helena had exposed a few and now with Vai a lot more surfaced. Helena said once it took a woman for a man to find himself. That seemed to be true.

The first signs of a new day were in the eastern sky and in a few hours, the sun would emerge. He needed rest, but his mind was reeling. He had just violated a moral principle and worst of all; he realized that he loved Vai as much as he loved Helena. This could become a big problem.

Before he met Vai he had accepted the rule that one man might only love one woman at the same time and not two. That was the accepted moral concept. He accepted that from his parents and society without ever questioning it. Divorce in the culture he grew up was the only way to end a relationship if one found another love. But that was not something he would even contemplate. He knew he would never stop loving or leave Helena. He knew that with absolute certainty. And now here was Vai.

And she spoke the truth when she said he loved her. He did, but couldn't admit it. According to his moral principles, that was taboo. He had become an oath breaker and a hypocrite if he was to adhere to his adopted moral code. But what was the real problem? Loving? Giving in to natural desires that were mutually satisfying?

He didn't stop loving Helena just because he loved Vai too, as Vai had said. And yes, he was fighting love because he did not want to lose Helena's love, but he didn't want to lose Vai either. Didn't Helena say not to be afraid of loving? Gábor was confused.

Okay, now he loved Vai and he was afraid, afraid to lose Helena because he loved someone else too. Would Helena not feel he betrayed her love and trust? But what if Helena was okay with him loving more than one? If someone forced him to make a choice between Vai and Helena, whom would he choose? Suddenly he realized that nobody could ever force him to make that choice. Why did he think he had to make a choice? Why could he not love them both? Obviously, he did exactly that.

Who made the rule that said one man may love only one woman or one woman only with one man? And where did that come from? Whose moral principles were those? The law justified that rule to keep the family structure intact. Seeing all the divorces in his line of work that seemed to be a joke. Vai could easily be included into the family structure if Helena did not object. By what right could outsiders judge or declare it immoral or even illegal if he loved two women?

When Helena made those comments that she could see him with Vai, did she give him a green light? Did she want Vai as a lover for him or for them both? Did she set him up to have a consort? It felt like it. Soon they would link and then the affair would come to the light. What would he tell Helena and how could he keep this a secret from Leo? So many questions and no answers, obviously he had to talk with Helena alone. Could he keep this out of his mind until they returned to Mehetia? He decided to practice focusing and shut off other thoughts he did not want to have "read".

‘Don't think of a monkey, don't think of a monkey,' he recited. Sure enough, he thought of a monkey. ‘This needs more practice’, he thought. Pondering over what Vai has said he drifted into a deep sleep.

Waking with a jolt, he sat up and realized they were close to land. Remnants of disturbing dreams clang to his mind like cobwebs, he shook his head. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he saw Ivan at the helm, Leilani sitting beside him, her arm around his waist. Turning his head, he noted Vai slept on the other side and her wet pareu told him she had cleaned herself.

"What the hell? We are there already?" he croaked. Ivan turned his head.

"Rise and shine. We have just cleared through the reef into the harbour."

The sky had a pink hue to it and the lights of the city were still on. They just passed the green marker to starboard and headed toward the ferry terminals, the same place they had arrived almost a week ago.

"When did you take the helm, Ivan?"

Chipper, full of life Leilani answered for him.

"About an hour ago. Vai woke us, claiming we were dead to the world, but now we're awake. She woke us for her daily swim and jumped from the moving boat into the water." Circling her forefinger near her temple she added, "She is a bit crazy. We had to turn around to pick her up and she didn't even want us to slow down. We had to make a second run. I'm surprised you didn't wake up. You slept like a rock."

Incredulously Gábor glanced from one to the other. “She did what?”

"The girl is brave and very agile. I did this kind of thing when I was in special training, but this was the first time I've seen a girl doing it," Ivan said, obviously proud at Vai's daring. For a moment Gábor’s heart skipped a beat.

“The boat was moving? The engine running?”

"We were moving at ten knots,” added Leilani to Ivan’s words, seemingly just as pleased as he was.

Gábor wasn't amused. Pictures of a mangled woman tumbled in his mind.

"You're kidding. Ten knots? How on earth can that be done?"

"You see those handles on the outside of the boat? You grab them when the boat speeds by and use the momentum to swing into the boat. Takes precise timing. You miss and you may turn into hamburgers."

"I can imagine. And you guys allowed that? Who is crazy?"

"She insisted," both answered to the question, synchronously, as if they were twins and then laughed.

"And you relented. Does she have a death wish?"

"You have to ask her that. She looked very energized, so I would say, no. You could applaud her", Leilani said, still grinning.

"On her rear-end over my knee."

"Too late for that," laughed Leilani. "Besides, some women would like that. Be careful with promises like that.”

Turning serious she added, “listen, we must wake Jonathan and then report to the authorities. Gábor, I'm sorry, but there is the risk of discovery of Leo's identity if he remembers what happened. It's possible the authorities will think he lost his mind telling a strange tale like that, but you never know. Ivan and I have to report to the authorities about his rescue and you may not be around for that. We will stick to the story of ‘we found him on the beach’ and nothing more. I'm sure the Gendarmes will want to contact you shortly. Ivan had filled me in on some details. Do you have a phone?"

"No, but I could get one if necessary."

"It's okay. Let them do some work on their own. However, it would be good if you had a contact address here. They will not accept you are on some undisclosed island near Tahiti. Perhaps we could talk to Hinanu. Wait here with Vai until we return then we will go to see Hinanu and take it from there, okay? ... Good morning Vai," she greeted her daughter as Vai scrambled to her feet.

"Ivan, can you put the boat over there by the red markings? It's reserved for Ambulance and we qualify."

Ivan nodded and steered the inflatable toward the indicated dock and Gábor took the docking lines and got ready to step off the boat. Vai rose to her feet.

Smiling at Gábor she said," Ia Orana, Gábor. You look rested," then looking past him, "looks like Papeete indeed. Hasn't changed much,” her gaze then moved over her mother and Ivan. “Salute, Ivan, Ma." She sounded happy.

"How much sleep did you have?" Gábor asked Vai, scanning over her smiling face, wondering whether he should scold her for the stunt boarding a moving vessel, or complimenting her for it.

"I don't need much when I'm happy," she replied conspiringly, making sure only he heard her reply.

Leilani's eyes rested on Gábor for a few seconds and he felt observed. Then Vai went to her mother, hugged her fiercely and impulsively kissed her with a huge smile on her face and then surprised Ivan with a kiss.

"Ma, you are the best mother and friend anybody could wish for. I love you. I love all of you." Then she kissed Gábor chastely on the cheek too.

Leilani looked at her, then at Gábor with an inquisitive look. Gábor turned his face toward the dock. Ivan docked the Hysucat on the floating dock assigned for the ambulance and Gábor stepped off the boat, relieved that Vai’s mother could not see his face and belayed the docking line on one of the cleats, then took the other line from Vai. His poker face was on Loser Street and he still felt Leilani's suspicious eyes on the nape of his neck as he tied the bowline of the inflatable to another cleat.

Stumbling over the dock line, he almost fell and cursed in Hungarian and to top it off, he pinched his fingers as he tied the line to the cleat. Vai joined him on the dock and took his hand to inspect it. There was a blood blister forming, but it was nothing serious. Without saying a word she stepped back onto the boat and grabbed a medical pouch that contained, among some other items, cosmetics Band-Aids. Those she placed in Gábor's hand.

“Hold this. I’ll pop the blister.”

Feeling sheepish being fuzzed over, Gábor grinned at Leilani but enjoyed the lancing nevertheless. Helena was like this. Using a scalpel, Vai made a small incision on the boil and a few drops of blood spilled out. A cotton swab soaked with iodine disinfected the area and then she placed the Band-Aid on it.

“Your daughter must think I’m about to die. You trained her well,” he quipped. Looking at the Band-Aid Ivan shook his head.

"When you get to be my age women would never be too concerned about little scratches like that. It seems to be the closer you get to death the less important medical care plays a role," he remarked to his friend.

Gábor decided not to validate his mock with an answer, but Vai blew a raspberry at Ivan while stowing the medical kit away. “You don’t need any treatment. You have Ma,” she said, stepping back into the boat, tending to Lundy. Leilani took Ivan’s hand and only smiled.