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Girl Power stories
This is a girl power story; stories where everyone male or female is safe, has 
power and has great sex.  

The warning is at the end of the story; read it.



Home Invasion III Sex Scene
By Ho Masubi

    The duke, Charles-Philippe d'Orléans; pretender to the throne of France, 
called the Duc by his friends, brought his horse to a halt. The forest trail 
disappeared under a solid wall of brush. The narrow path through the forest left 
little room to turn around. 

       He took out Jill's note admiring the thin blue lines in the form of beautiful script and 
the hand drawn map; both a work of art and perfectly accurate. He compared Jill's map 
with the map on the screen of his blackberry. The special government issued GPS in the 
Blackberry showed his position within inches. He realized both maps agreed and the way 
lay forward into the wall of brush. 

       The Duc feared riding into solid brush but he feared missing his first 
sexual experience with Jill even more. He often fantasized about American girls 
but after meeting the 14-year old model he realized this girl surpassed all his 
dreams. She looked like a golden, blue-eyed Heidi Klum. Yet her ability to 
change her look made her appear to be a different person every time they met. 
She said she wanted to impress him but he wondered how he could possibly be more 
impressed. 
     .
       The Duc drove the horse toward the wall as an act of faith. A hidden trip 
open the brush wall like a door and the Duc rode into a hidden meadow filled 
with wild flowers. 
     .

     The Duc rode to an enormous tree which sat on top of a steep hill in the 
middle of the meadow. He laid a blanket under the spreading Chestnut tree and 
took out a picnic basket. Then he unsaddled the horse and let him graze at the 
bottom of the hill. He couldn't help thinking the beauty of the trees and 
flowers made the trip worthwhile no matter what happened. 
     .

     His eyes searched across the meadow. At times he caught a glimpse of 
something white out of the corner of his eye but it disappeared when he tried to 
look at it. He felt like a lottery winner, still a little worried waiting to 
hear the official announcement. 

       A straw-hat with ribbons fell at his feet.  He picked up the hat and 
looked for its origin. He looked behind and when his head turned back he was 
greeted with a surprise.
     
     She catapulted up over the crest of the hill in full charge her arms and 
legs furiously pumping, her white frilly dress pressing against her breasts, her 
teeth clenched, with her long blond hair bleached by the sun streaming behind. 
She looked up and for a moment all the Duc could see were her light sky blue 
eyes widening in shock. 

       He prepared for the collision; wanting to protect this perfect golden 
girl who clutched a bedraggled bouquet of wild flowers in her left hand. He 
raised his arms to catch her and turned his head when both her legs thrust 
forward and she bounced off the ground spun completely around, slid and stumbled 
toward him. He reached out but she hovered above him both arms windmilling; her 
blue eyes wider then before. 
       
       She righted herself and said, "Oh monsieur." 


       The girl frowned and mumbled under her breath something about curtsy. She 
reached for her skirt pointed one foot behind her and pitched forward stumbled 
and righted herself. The girl looked up narrowed her eyes, clenched her teeth, 
grabbed her skirt and twitched a curtsy. She gave a sigh of relief and her face 
took on a look of concern. "I apologize for my clumsiness I am most wretched."  
       
       The Duc, still in shock, noted the girl spoke French from this part of 
France but from a time long ago. Yet her speech seemed perfectly natural. He 
handed her the hat.  

       "Thank you monsieur I have imposed on you most dreadfully. I keep losing 
my hat.  My sisters tell me I am clumsy and dim-witted and I fear they're 
right." 

       The poor thing seemed so exhausted from her chase he asked her to sit 
down. "My dear please join me, you need to catch your breath." 
       
       "I am out of breath monsieur but not from the running. I like running.  
Not after hats you understand. No my breathlessness comes from the fear that I 
might have run into you and touched someone so far above me." 
       
       "My dear your touch would be most welcome.  Please sit down and have a 
glass of wine."

     The girl quickly pulled off her shoes and jumped on the blanket. She squatted down so 
fast she fell on her butt. The girl gave a little cry of dismay and started to tumble backward 
because she spread her arms trying to cushion her expected fall. In less then a second her 
butt was in the air her legs were over her head and the tips of her toes were touching the 
blanket.  

     The Duc felt surprised seeing the girl fall. Her dress slid along her back until it was 
stopped by her breasts. Under her dress she wore a white satin petty coat and a white lace 
garter belt attached to sheer white stockings. The Duc started to laugh but the sight of the 
girl's pussy peeking out from between her legs turned his mirth to desire. 

       At that point the resistance of the girl's muscles brought her rotation to a halt and 
reversed the process causing the girl to flop on the blanket.  The Duc looked down and 
beheld the girl lying unmoving, her dress bunched up at the small of her back, her legs 
spread, with her knees resting on her chest.  The beauty of the girl's golden skin and 
hairless tight little slit stunned him. 

       The Duc, still unable to act, saw the poor little thing rock back and forth trying to right 
herself. She seemed unaware; her outstretched arms prevented her from turning over. The 
Duc felt amused at her struggle and quietly enjoyed the view. 

        When she saw the Duc staring at her pussy she looked shocked and embarrassed.  Her 
hands jerked forward and pulled the bottom of her skirt.  As a result the girl flipped over 
onto her knees. She looked surprised at her reversal of fortune and slid off her legs into a 
seated position. 
       
     The Duc, confused since the beginning of the girl's fall, started to think. The girl's 
perfectly formed features matched Jill's.  Like Jill she had a narrow waist that gave her an 
hour glass figure even with small breasts and like Jill she had a willowy look because of her 
long legs and graceful appearance. He thought this girl had to be Jill. 

       Then the girl looked him directly in the eye as if she had nothing to hide. She seemed 
so guileless the Duc thought: The girl's skin seemed more golden then Jill's and unlike Jill 
her cheeks were rosy and the color of her skin made her eyes look a shocking blue. Jill's 
eyes on the other hand were turquoise. Jill was a graceful sophisticated 14 year old 
American teenager. She looked very different at times but surely she couldn't change into a 
10 year-old French girl from one hundred years ago.  Besides this girl wasn't sophisticated; 
she had a sweet, artless, clumsiness that made her precious beyond words. At that point 
the Duc realized that the girl was too enchanting to worry about such things.  
       
       
       After the girl sat up she straightened her dress and promptly began to cry. 
       
       "What's wrong?"  
       
       Between tears she said, "I am crying because I have offended you by exposing a certain 
part of myself that girls are forbidden to show to any man, much less to an august person 
like yourself." 
       
       "Nonsense I like looking at your pussy."  
       
       "You do?" said the blushing girl between sobs."  
       
       "Of course I do. Like the rest of you it's very beautiful." 
       
       She took a big sniff and her tears stopped, "But that can not be so. Girls are the most 
wretched of creatures and I am the most wretched of girls." 
       
       "Why do you say such a thing? Your beauty dazzles my eyes."  
       
       She looked down and said, "My sisters say I am plain but I fear I'm ugly." 

      "My dear you are far more beautiful then any of the flowers in your bouquet." 
       
      "May I give them to you sir for your kindness?" 

      "Oh no my dear it is I who should be bringing flowers to you. 
       
      She said, "Please take them their beauty shames me." 
       
      "What would you say if I kissed these flowers?"  
       
       "You are a noble man and beautiful flowers deserve your kisses. No one could bear to 
kiss someone as ugly as me."  And the girl burst into tears. 
       
       He kissed her on the cheek and when he started to kiss her neck she began to giggle. 
She bent to block his onslaught but he burrowed into her and by this point the girl was 
quite out of control with laughter. 

     After the Duc came up for air, she smiled and said, "Your kisses drove all my silly tears 
away."  

       "Good from now on you must resolve not to call yourself wretched or ugly." 

       "But why, monsieur I'm an inferior creature?" 
       
       "Who told you such a silly thing?"  
       
       "My sisters told me and I think it's true. I believe that I am shameful and wretched." 

       "You are a lovely girl why do you believe what they say?" 
       
       "Men seem totally wonderful to me. When I see men like you my only desire is to be in 
their company and please them."  
       
       "My dear, that's because you have a kind and loving heart not because you are 
wretched." 
       
       "It can not be so."

       She stopped and thought and then she smiled and said, "But I must be wrong because 
a man like you knows everything." 

       She looked puzzled and then looked up at the Duc, surprised and smiled. "Now that I 
think about it, I realize I was quite blind; yes, even a girl like me can offer something of 
value. 

        She cocked her head to one side, gave a pleading look.  As she spoke she gave her head 
a slow little shake and with a soft, pleading, reverential voice she said, "You are so wise, 
my only wish is for you, to instruct me in all things." 

       The Duc said, "It will be a pleasure to be your teacher for I doubt anyone has ever had 
such a sweet girl as a student. 

        Now let me get you a glass of wine." He turned, looking for the wine bottle and felt 
such a gentle kiss on his cheek he wondered if it were real, He turned back carefully and 
saw the girl looking down at her lap picking at the fabric of her dress. "Did you kiss me?" 

       "I acted brazenly but your beauty so overwhelmed me I forgot myself." 

       The Duc lifted her chin and looked her in the eye and said, "As your teacher I demand 
you satisfy yourself in this matter," 

       "How so monsieur?" 
       
       "You must kiss me whenever and wherever you like and as many times as you like." 
       
       She jumped up, slammed into him, wrapped her arms around his neck so tightly, he 
almost choked. She kissed him hard on the cheek several times. Then she turned and 
framed his mouth with her hands and gave him two lingering lip kisses which stunned 
him. 
       
       Before he knew what happened; she kissed his ear; with her lips and tongue. The kiss 
turned his skin to goose flesh which radiated outward until his body glowed with pleasure; 
pleasure which grew into ecstasy, ecstasy that drove everything else from his mind.

 	When his senses started to returned the Duc felt dizzy and aroused. He only 
realized he lost his sight, when his vision returned and he saw the little girl materialize; 
sitting on the blanket, her eyes cast down and her cheeks burning. The Duc still confused 
said, what he planned to say when he instructed her to kiss him, "Are you quite satisfied, 
my dear?" 
       
            "For now monsieur." 
       
	Only then did the Duc realize he never felt such a dexterous tongue before. The Duc, 
a wealthy sophisticated man of the world had sampled the pleasures of the finest 
courtesans, knew only an expert; could produce such an experience. However he had, 
never met a girl like this before and remained entranced, ascribing the action of the girl's 
tongue to beginner's luck and natural talent.  

       "All right, be still because if you kiss me while I pour our wine I may feel dizzy and spill 
it.  I wish you to be refreshed because I plan to take you on an arduous journey: one you 
will nonetheless be grateful for." 

     He handed the stemmed wine glass to the girl. Ignoring the stem she wrapped her 
hands around the top of the glass and drank. "My dear you must not drink from a glass the 
way you drink from a cup." 

       "But monsieur I never drank from a glass before. All we have in our house are 
earthenware cups. Have I displeased you?" "Not at all, I am your teacher and instructing 
you is my pleasure." He said, "Watch me." He picked up his glass and showed her how to 
hold it and drank. 
     	
     She picked up the glass with such grace that he could not help staring. When she drank 
he realized her lips were actually ruby red.   The movement of her lips as she drank left 
him mesmerized. He forgot himself and watched her beautiful lips as she drank. Even after 
she finished he kept thinking of her beauty and imagining what her lips could to. 

     She looked up and said, "Monsieur you hardly touched your wine." 

     The Duc stopped staring and drank emptying his glass. 
       
     She said "Your wine tastes wonderful. I feel grateful for your lessons but an ignorant girl 
like me must bore you." 
       
       "Nonsense, I never felt so happy." He kissed her hand and said, "Another glass 
perhaps?" 
       
       "No monsieur. Your wine made me feel wonderfully giddy but now I long for another 
lesson. Can you teach me something that I might do that would please men: that would 
please you, if such a thing is possible?" 
       
       The Duc smiled and said, "May I instruct you in the art of love?" 
       
       "Monsieur is too kind. As you taught me I love men I desire your instruction in this 
matter." 
     
     
     "First I need to know about any previous instruction." 

       "Surely you can tell by my clumsy manner and shyness I have never been alone with a 
man before, except my Pop Pa of course." 

       "But young men live nearby do they not?" 

       "Alas my small village only contains girls and old men." 
. 

     "Come lie with me."  

     They lay down facing each other.  
       
     He said, "Open your mouth." The girl complied and the Duc gently inserted his tongue.   
Soon he was kissing her in earnest. After several kisses the Duc kissed her deeply. He 
broke the kiss and started kissing the girl's face. 
       
     The girl said, "Your tongue feels wonderful in my mouth. You honor me by putting an 
organ of yours in my body." 
       
       "The honor is all mine." 
.
       After several deep kisses the Duc said, "My dear child, I love you."  

       "Kind sir, I cannot help feeling your glorious kisses are but a prelude to something 
more?"
       
       "My dear, I wish you to grow used to my being in you, because I plan to fuck you." 
       
       "Momma says no word can approach the filth contained in the word fuck.  And if the 
word is dirty then the act must be more so." 
       
       "I fear you mother spoke the truth. But I remain steadfast in my intent to fuck you.  Do 
you expect to feel shame as a result of our fucking?" 
       
       "No monsieur I feel honored you chose me to sin with you. Our conspiracy creates a 
secret world that only we can enter and binds us together for all-time. If we ever see each 
other again we will smile at our secret."  
       
       "My precious child you're willingness to sin with me exceeds the honor of my being 
chosen the secret head of Homeland Security for France." 
     .

     	The girl said "If you wish to fuck me then I desire it also. Unfortunately I fear my 
ignorance will lead to your disappointment. How might I aid you in this endeavor?"   

       The Duc stood up and exposed his erect penis. 

       She knelt before him her eyes locked on his member. Still staring she reached for it 
and pulled back. 

       "What is wrong?" 

       "I need permission to touch something so beautiful." 

       "But my dear, remember I charged you to kiss me whenever and wherever you like and 
as many times as you like?" 

      The girl wrapped both hands around his penis and kissed its head. She moved his penis 
allowing her eyes to travel over every inch. 

       The Duc saw growing delight in her eyes. 
       
       She said, "Its beauty so overwhelms me that knowing its purpose makes it more 
attractive. I cannot resist." She ran her tongue over his member repeating the journey of 
her eyes. She pushed it into her mouth allowing it to slide down her throat. She repeated 
the process several times. Then she wrapped her tongue around his manhood and sucked 
it like a nipple. Finally she removed her mouth gasping for air and said, "My greed has left 
me breathless." 
.
     The Duc stepped back and knelt down behind the girl and unbuttoned her dress.  

     Then the girl pulled the dress over her head and the Duc said to her, "Take off all you 
clothes except for your stockings and garter belt."
     .	

     He removed all of his clothes as the girl stripped at his command. His eyes drank over 
her nude form and then he started to go down on her. On the way he noticed her breasts 
and started licking her nipples. He took one her breasts completely into his mouth and 
gave it a deep sucking while he fondled the other.  

     The girl said, "Sir, my other breast calls for your attention." 
       
     The Duc complied by deeply sucking her other breast. 
.
     Soon he could hold back no longer and pushed his tongue up her virginal organ.  He 
could feel that she was wet, very wet. The Duc lapped up her juices and they tasted musky 
and sweet at the same time.  He had never tasted anything as wonderful as this girl's 
pussy. Her juices tasted like wine and made him feel intoxicated. He found her clit and 
licked it and felt her become more aroused. 

       She started stroking his hair and raising her pelvis off the blanket. 

       He held on to her as her hips slowly rose and fell gently licking her pussy lost in the 
bliss of serving her. Then the Duc felt her slow growing excitement. 
       
       Her face became taut with pleasure.  She held the Duc's head and pushed it down on 
her as she pushed her hips up thrusting her pussy into his mouth. 
       
       The Duc ran his tongue up her hole and was rewarded with cries of pleasure. 
       
       Then she desperately ground her herself against his face. 
       
       The Duc licked her clit and he inserted his finger and rubbed the base of her pussy. 
       
       She exploded with excitement fell back on the blanket. She writhed around on the 
blanket in excitement as the Duc pleasured her crying, "My God in heaven and moaning in 
ecstasy." 
       
       The girl kept coming and the Duc kept doing everything he could to prolong her 
pleasure. Her cries gradually turn to moans and then she lay panting as the Duc planted 
gentle kisses on her vagina. He stroked the side of her face, kissed her lips and held his 
cheek against hers. 

       She said, "What happened?" The Duc pulled back so he could see her face. 

       He said, "You came in my mouth, my dear." 
       
       The girl raised her head and said, "I am sorry I lost control." 
       
       The Duc kissed said, "Calm yourself, your coming in my mouth was something I most 
desired," and he kissed her again.  
       
       "But isn't coming in your mouth like going the bathroom in your mouth?" 
       
       "Yes, my child I fear it is." 
       
       "How is it possible to desire such a thing?" 
       
       "Your beauty makes me proud that the pleasure that I gave you was so intense, you 
were driven beyond all reason.  Moreover I so worship you that I crave nothing more then 
to debase myself before you. You are so wonderful that I would be proud if you actually 
went the bathroom in my mouth." 
       
       The girl looked confused and then smiled a smile that could only be described as 
beatific. She put her hand against his cheek and said, "Oh monsieur you do love me. Please 
allow me to serve you, as you have served me, I long to debase myself also by having you 
come in my mouth."
.
     The Duc started rubbing his penis up and down against her pussy and the girl pulled 
herself open easing his entry. He lined his penis up against her hole and pushed forward 
entering her. 

       She let out a little cry and said, "Oh my god you're in me." 
       
       He pushed his penis in and out slowly making progress. He felt such love that he 
would have gladly died for her. The Duc was in bliss but was inpatient to gain full access 
but his concern made him hold back.
     
 	"I cannot stand my pussy's resistance to you. Please let me get on top." They rolled 
over keeping her impaled. She held the Duc's hands to steady herself and lifted until only 
the head of his penis remained. Then with reckless abandon, she slammed halfway home. 
The girl clenched her teeth, closed her eyes and squeezed his hands so hard the Duc felt it. 

       His pain and the sight of her on him made him come but after a few bursts he regained 
his composure. He became aware of her expression and he said, "I never wanted to hurt 
you?" 
       
       The girl looked him in the eye and said, "My pain means nothing compared to your 
pleasure." As if afraid he would stop her she rose up fell on his sword harder then before. 
       
       He heard her sobbing and saw only two inches remained. 
       
       Then in a grave voice the girl said, "Sir if you truly love me you must rape me and rape 
me with out mercy. 
       
       Possessed by her words the Duc's body took control and in one motion they rolled over 
together and the Duc thrust home to spite the girl's cries. Completely inside the Duc 
stopped and allowed the girl to adjust. He never felt anything so wonderful as her pussy 
shaping itself around his penis. 


       He started grinding himself against her and felt her stiffen with pleasure.   When he 
looked down he saw she forgot her tears and her face showed she was consumed with lust. 
The Duc increased his pace and slid in and out. He looked down and she seemed perfect in 
his eyes. He kissed her passionately and said, "You are wonderful my dear." 

     He increased his speed and fucked her faster and faster. He could feel the girl's growing 
excitement.  Then he lost it and started fucking her as fast as he could. He overshot his 
mark and was too excited to come. He lay exhausted and then he took his well lubricated 
penis out of her and rubbed her clit with his penis causing the girl to squirm with pleasure. 
.

     

     He entered her again slowly this time trying to savor the feeling. He fucked her slowly at 
first and gently increased the pace concentrating on the girl's reaction until their pleasure 
became one. The Duc kept focusing on keeping their pleasure at the same level. They were 
both carried away by his fucking. He fucked her faster and faster but they remained 
together in passion.  Then pleasure finally broke through and the Duc exploded into her. 
The Duc kept pumping his come into her.  
       
       The girl came and her pussy started throbbing which milked his penis and came and 
came again helped by the gentle pulsing of her little pussy. 
.

     The Duc slid out of her so he could kiss her deeply. After and long passionate kiss they 
rolled over so the girl lay on top of him with her head on his chest.  The Duc stroked her 
hair and gave her gentle kisses. Then it struck him that the experience was going to end 
eventually and he tightened his hold.  

       "What's wrong monsieur?"  
       
       The Duc said, "It's just that time passes my dear."  The girl lifted her head and looked 
at him. "I was hoping you would take me with you. You see I have run away and I have no 
place to go." 
.     
     
     The Duc's face darkened. "Have you been mistreated?"

       "Oh no monsieur I've decided to see the world."

       The Duc was doubly relieved; the girl hadn't been mistreated and he would have more 
time with her. "Nothing would please me more then to have you come with me." 
       
       "Good I am grateful you want me to come with you but please know I cannot be seen 
by anyone but the servants."


       They got dressed. The Duc helped the little girl find her hat which had blown up 
against the tree.  Duc saddled his horse mounted it then he pulled up the girl up and 
placed her in front of him. 

       She said, "When we arrive at your Chateau I hope, you will be so kind, as to give me 
more lessons in the art of love. I long for you to come in my mouth so I may degrade 
myself in your service."  
       
       The Duc said, "Have no fear, I expect to satisfy all your desires and mine also. He 
kissed her hair and held her as they rode off together."


INRODUCTION

WARNING:
This story is sexually explicit in nature and should not be read by anyone who 
is under the age of 18 or a not ready or willing to read such material. 

First Amendment: 
Congress shall make no law respecting an establishment of religion, or 
prohibiting the free exercise thereof; or abridging the freedom of religion or 
of the press; or the right of the people peaceably to assemble, and to petition 
the Government for a redress of grievances. 

Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. All information is the creation of the author's 
imagination. All persons, alive or dead, or events portrayed or depicted in this 
story are fictional and any resemblance to real people, organizations or 
incidents is purely coincidental.


Warning

1.   About the story Home Invasion III sex scene:  The story is not advocacy 
fiction. The story involves consensual sex between a teenage girl posing as pre-
teen and a man over 40. The story is not pornography but it involves explicit 
sexual activity. 

2.  Do not try this at home.  The characters in the story are professionals and 
can not be injured, killed, ill or become pregnant.   The events depicted in the 
story are dangerous, possibly immoral and are illegal in most states (check your 
local laws.)   


3. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All information is the creation of the 
author's imagination. All persons, alive or dead, or events portrayed or 
depicted in this story are fictional and any resemblance to real people, 
organizations or incidents is purely coincidental.

4. Statement on incest and under age sex I would not want these events to take 
place in this reality. I have never had any interest in real incest but fantasy 
incest seems different. Actually there seems to be a biological aversion to 
incest.  Usually people are only attracted to close relatives when they have 
been raised apart. However there are exceptions.


Laws against incest and underage sex seem to make sense because the potential 
for abuse is too great. In an incestuous relationship or a relationship with 
someone who is under age, the difference in power between the two maybe so 
great, that there can be no consent.  This is not always the case but laws are 
made for the greatest good for the greatest number and are not made for any one 
individual case. If an act is kept private and no one is harmed then it's no one 
else's business. Once it becomes public or once someone is hurt then it becomes 
society's business.  


Introduction: A sex story in the style of Marcel Proust.   

This is a girl power story; stories where with consent and romance where 
everyone has power and enjoys sex but no one becomes pregnant or is raped, 
assaulted, tortured or murdered. 


Let me know if you like girl power stories. Email homasubi...@fastmail.fm remove 
the ... of course.



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