The Voyage of Discovery

Defeated by stress, I found myself on the verge of heart failure or even having a stroke in middle age; I hesitated long enough to accept the inevitable: I needed some vacation! So I mustered up courage and threw all my work at the architectural office behind Roger's back - my partner who first complained for a few minutes but then embraced me wishing that I would recover soon so he could come back. I didn't say goodbye to the staff because I hate parting with people; I went home, packed two rucksacks, tossed the door into the trunk and left without any destination. I rode until nightfall and stopped at a roadside motel to eat and sleep, resuming the same behavior the next day. I didn't really know where to go, much less what to do when I got there, and thought that I just wanted to drive around. And it was at this pace that on the third day I arrived in a typical quiet little town: square with bandstands, city hall, wide streets with few houses, a very beautiful church and a small ecological park ..., only it had no hotel, inn or anything worthwhile. I ordered a snack and coffee, then asked the owner if he knew of any hostel where I could stay. <unk>Look my friend we don't get many visitors or tourists but there is one place that can accommodate you ..., it's Veridiana's house!<unk> replied the guy in friendly tone realizing my concern. And this Veridiana has an inn? -We can say that yes ..., more or less <unk> replied the man with an enigmatic tone <unk> When someone arrives in town we indicate her home because she has always been very attentive and never refused shelter to a passing visitor. I was puzzled by that flippant answer, but asked for directions to Mrs. Veridiana's house; paid the fare and armed with information arrived at my destination: this woman had a beautiful ground-floor property equipped with a well-kept lawn and an access ramp to the garage where no cars could be seen. As soon as she parked her car in front of me, Ms. Veradiana came up to meet me. "Hello, dear! Yes you have been informed correctly! There are some rooms available!" She invited me in for a cup of coffee, which I readily accepted; Veridiana told me that the property had once been an inn run by her husband and son but with his death and their son's decision to live abroad she could not manage everything. "I've stopped everything, you know!" she said in a dispirited tone. So I closed it all ... but then Jair who you met at the grocery store suggested me to welcome visitors passing through here for a short stay ..., and here we are! -I'm very grateful, Mrs. Veridiana <unk> I commented afterwards <unk> l really intend to stay only a few days ..., so shall we fix the price? We agreed on a price, and she took me down the long side corridor that led to a group of well-kept small houses with colonial roofs and wooden doors. "You can choose", she said as I examined the place. By the way, what is your name? - My name is Neto, Mrs. Veridiana <unk> I answered politely <unk> l think I'll take the first one if you don't mind. "Make yourself at home!" she replied cheerfully. It will be nice to have someone here for a few days to talk with... well, the meal times are on the sign inside the door.... I hope you don't mind..., the food is simple and homemade ..., only dinner costs me some money". After settling in, I spent the afternoon getting to know a town that didn't have much of it; I sat on a bench and was soon talking with an elderly couple who had lived there all my life. At five o'clock Jair sent for me saying he had just made some coffee. No problem, she lives with Veridiana. I'll tell you one thing: this Camilla is going to give any man a hard-on! And it was the night during dinner that I met Camilla; and Jair did not lie in any way! She was a beautiful girl with long wavy blonde hair, angelic face, angular body and perfectly endowed with lovely honey-colored eyes and a smile beyond captivating. I had to restrain myself because my dick jumped impatiently into the bermuda. Lady Veridiana introduced us and as soon as we left I struck up a conversation with Camilla. Even with a headed way Camilla had an engaging and well-versed conversation; she told me that he finished second grade, but did not have the resources to do a preparatory course for the vestibular. "I want to make architecture!" -She's already done so much for me ..., and I don't want to leave her <unk> she snapped with a faint smile avoiding the sadness. We kept talking and I asked her if she knew any trails in the vicinity. "Putz! Do you also like to do a trail? That's cool! Because tomorrow we will make one that I know ..., right?" She replied very excitedly. I accepted the invitation and retreated ... confess it was a difficult night, because Camilla's image does not leave my head or body! We left very early because it was a good hike, although the place was so beautiful that we couldn't get tired; after crossing a small valley and forest we came to the foot of a little mountainous area where the landscape became even more stunning. We climbed with effort until we reached Camilla's intended destination; and I was astonished to see that we were in front of a small waterfall which washed away rocks with some vigor, drawing out a beautiful fall into a lake of crystal-clear waters. <unk> From what I can see you liked this place, right? This is my private paradise! Away from everything and everyone ..., here I feel free!<unk>, Camilla commented with a tone full of joy. I agreed with her as I undressed and prepared to climb the lateral face of the waterfall, very carefully since the rocks were quite slippery; when halfway up I threw myself into the lake delighting in a thermal shock and feeling free. When I emerged, I saw Camilla on the edge of the lake laughing and her face light up. "NO! I CAN'T! PLEASE DON'T INSIST!" she shouted in an exasperated tone when I invited her to dive into the pond and join me. She got out of the pool and went towards him but he backed off, turned his back and ran away leaving me worried about her. I put on my clothes and started walking back when a torrential rain fell without warning; there was not much else to do but walk under that bush! Shortly before reaching the woods, I saw a cave and thought of sheltering myself in it until dusk came. As soon as I walked inside, Camilla stood with her head against the rock wall weeping profusely; I moved very slowly nearer, sat down beside her, and waited till she wanted to vent. -I'm sorry..., I am not like that! <unk> she whispered trying to hold back the tears. -Then tell me, Camilla ... please ..., if it was something I did <unk> interrupted in a friendly tone. -No! It's not you..., it's me! <unk> she replied with tears rolling down her pretty face <unk> I am not what I look like! -I don't understand what you mean, but I really liked it. "No, you'll never fuck anyone like me!" she shouted again as she ripped off her clothes with nervous gestures until exposing her nakedness to me. Camilla was really beautiful, with small but prominent and slightly pointed breasts, little feet ..., and a penis! In fact it was a very tiny member that did not detract from the appearance at all ... I assumed she was transgender and this in no way affected my desire for her. I approached her who had her head down crying and sobbing profusely and embraced her; although she tried to resist, she soon gave up hugging me back. -Listen to what I'm going to say, Camilla <unk>I started by holding your little face between my hands and staring at your sad eyes <unk>You are not an aberration..., you are a beautiful person ..., a beautiful woman! Never let anyone hurt you because of that... "You're very good, but I will never have anyone for me!" she laughed bitterly. -Listen ..., I want you for myself! <unk> stated in an emphatic tone staring into her eyes <unk> From the first moment that I saw you, I wanted you! At that moment Camilla drew her face closer to mine, and we kissed passionately; the kisses became ever more intense and voluptuous. I felt her beautiful little body until it reached its chick which I caressed with affection realizing that he was rehearsing a timid erection. "My God! That must be very big", she remarked in surprised tones as she pressed the volume on my bermuda shorts; I smiled and nodded. Camilla moved away just enough to help me get naked and seeing my erect member, her little eyes were like tiny flames burning endlessly; she knelt down holding the mast with one of her small hands that could not fully encircle it. -Wow! It's so big!... and so fat! <unk> she commented looking at the member with an expectant expression <unk> I had never seen anything like it..., although I have never really seen one ..., only in magazines ..., can I do with him what I learned? -You can do whatever you want! <unk> I answered by stroking his hair <unk> He is all yours...,I am all yours! Camilla exhibited an expression of fullness and began to lick her glans down towards the balls and back; she repeated this gesture a few times while listening to my moaning groanings. And gasped more emphatically as she opened her little mouth wrapping up the member until it was inside her; it is quite true that that angel-mouth was too small to accommodate the entire member, but nevertheless Camilla showed herself uninhibited in effort. It didn't take long for her to surprise me by performing the most amazing breastfeeding I had ever received in my life. Although she looked like a hungry little girl, Camilla didn't look scared as if I wanted not only for her to enjoy the moment but also so that I could feel the depth of her desire. At one point I pulled her up and the wee thing jumped on me wrapping arms around my neck and legs around my waist with crossed feet allowing me to feel its tiny member brushing against my belly while it rubbed its beautiful bundle onto my dick. -I've wanted you since the first moment I saw you... she whispered in my ear between kisses. I did not let her finish speaking, covering it with passionate kisses; the ground was stony and so I asked if she would allow me to arrange something for us to lie down on. Which we did by means of our clothes. We lay underneath her and continued more kissing and caressing; I touched her half-hard limb and heard Camilla groan softly; I applied a gentle fist then brought my mouth up to him. It was an indescribable sensation, even though he didn't get a full erection her moans and sighs were very rewarding; soon afterwards I turned her back to open up her legs; separated the rolling buttocks firmly and licked his little saddle causing such a commotion in Camilla that she no longer groaned but screamed, becoming more disturbed when I put my tongue tip inside the seal. I struck once and feared that Camilla would back off, which didn't happen! And then on the third strike my gland broke through its resistance by widening the hole into it; I waited a little before proceeding, but my partner's ramblings implied she was not aiming for breaks. And a series of moans testified that she too was enjoying our idyllic moment, even manipulating her appendix with some vehemence. We noticed nothing else around us but the delicious complicity which united us harmoniously. And when joy came over I warned Camilla about what would happen and heard back something rapturous: "Enjoy! Enjoy inside me! Make me your wife ... please!" She babbled looking over her shoulder with an anxious expression. I accelerated my movements until finally, at the climax of it all... ..I poured a load of semen into Camilla's body which was now mine! The rain still persisted while Camilla and I remained embraced inside the cave; she gave me her back, and I hugged her by kissing her neck and nibbling on her ear. We were sweaty and exhausted but for some inexplicable reason we felt happy; when it stopped raining we got dressed and went home; it was late at night and we tried not to make a noise. Camilla took me into the kitchen and opened up the oven showing what was inside. "Dona Veridiana would never leave us hungry! Come! Let's eat!" she said invitingly. We savored the meal with smiles and eloquent laughter, and when we were finished I helped Camilla with dishes; I was inside smoking a cigarette when I felt her arms wrapping around me. "Today I want to sleep with you!" she replied as it was late. "Are you sure about this, my love?" I asked looking at that angelic face. -Unfortunately I will be away from you! <unk> she replied with an emphatic and passionate tone. We went to my room and undressed; Camilla made a point of bathing me, stopping several times on my dick now caressing it, then masturbating. With an aroused erection she knelt down and began sucking the member carefully stroking the balls and asking from time to time if he was doing as I liked. I let her have fun with the stiff stick and then took the initiative by spray-painting his body and fingering his little seal; Camille leaned her body against the wall and propped up her beautiful bundle slightly opening her legs; looked over her shoulder with a wistful smile. I glued my body to her and gave a few brush strokes on the groove with the glans before striking vigorously, penetrating deep in one stroke; Camilla moaned softly and stepped up even more; I began hitting her pelvis initially with slow, profound blows that gradually gained intensity and voluptuousness until we were engaged in another unhealthy copulation which lasted until a new orgasm survived and once again my sperm irrigated Camilla's bowels. The breakfast was quiet especially when Lady Veridiana saw us together; there was no disapproval in her eyes and much less censure in her gestures, but I knew that something bothered her. As soon as we were done, I asked to speak with her privately and went into the living room while Camilla took care of the kitchen. Without hesitation I confided everything that had happened and how I felt about it to her. Veridiana listened attentively and when I finished she breathed deeply with a look lost in emptiness. -If on the one hand I feel happy that she has found someone who likes her and respects her, on the other I worry about how future <unk> started talking slowly <unk> Camilla was given to me by parents who did not accept their way of being and how they saw the world ..., I raised it with all love in the world! She is a daughter I didn't have..., so I hope you understand my concern for its future ... I interrupted her by concealing what my real intention was; when I had finished Veridiana looked at me with a surprised and stunned expression without saying even one word. "If that's what you want..., there is nothing I can do about it ..., only hope she doesn't regret and don't hurt her ..., she does not deserve it! The world has already been too cruel to her!" the old woman said in a firm, sober tone. That night, naked and lying in my bed Camilla and I kissed a lot until I had the courage to tell her about my claim. When I finished talking I noticed that his crystal eyes were dizzy discreetly. "I believe you ... but I'm afraid ..., promise me you will come back! I had a serious conversation with my partner announcing my intention; he was startled and complained, screamed, waited but at the end gave me a brotherly embrace. "Brother! How can I stop you from being happy? I accept your proposal!" she said in an affectionate almost-brotherly tone. We worked out the details and within days she became full owner of the office. I updated my resume and sent it to a higher education institution that soon called me for talks. With everything in place, including the campus where I was going to teach my course, I sold my apartment, packed up and hired a carrier. A few days later I was at Veridiana's house again and she welcomed me with open arms, accepting the proposal that I had brought to her. We were just finishing our conversation when Camilla came up to meet me throwing herself into my arms tying me together with her legs; we spent the afternoon talking and settling a couple of things and when he said he would take me home, Veridiana took me by the arm and said: "Now you are family there is a room ready for you!" I undressed lying beside her; we kissed and caressed each other until she meanders to get my member into her mouth, then I surprised her by pulling it over on top of myself so that I could also enjoy her little appendix while holding an inebriating nine-thirty. Sometime later Camilla came upon me curling up against my belly asking for help getting filled with my member. When she welcomed me into her body, she began a series of up-and-down movements asking me to squeeze her nipples which I did with tremendous patience while still taking the time to manipulate her little tool. -I feel so happy today! <unk> she whispered in my ear as we were snuggled up and getting our energy back. -I'll make sure that this happiness never ends! <unk> I answered with joy. <unk> Ah! There is something else! From tomorrow we are going to prepare for the architecture entrance examination at University ..., after all, how can I teach if you aren't my student? Camilla's little eyes filled with tears and she asked me to squeeze her really hard so that I would be sure it wasn't a dream. In the wee hours of the morning, I watched Camilla sleeping and got myself thinking about how this vacation trip turned out to be a journey of self-discovery and revealing how happiness can be found in the simplest unimaginable places!