Chapter One – An Unexpected Encounter

  I couldn’t remember the redhead’s name in my anthropology class, but she certainly was beautiful.

  We were together, on a field trip, and her curly red hair was striking, but I liked her green eyes and freckles more. From the blush on her cheeks, it was clear she was feeling what I was feeling. I had no idea what was going on with me, but suddenly, my heart was pounding, I was sweating, and I was pretty sure I was going to burst out of my jeans. I’d never been so turned on in my life.

  The redhead and I were alone for a second, near a big chalky white cliff, next to some petroglyphs. Behind us were thirty of our classmates, the professor, and the fat bus driver.

  “Are you feeling what I’m feeling?” she asked.

  I nodded. “Yeah. I think so.”

  The redhead licked her lips. “You smell so fucking good. It’s driving me crazy.”

  She and I had made it to the cliffs first, for whatever reason, and we were the first to feel that strange energy in the air. The sky was a fierce blue as the sun baked the cliffs around us. The juniper bushes drooped in the heat, while the insects buzzed away. It was so hot. In all kinds of ways.

  Even though I couldn’t remember the redhead’s name, we were friends, kind of. We shared our notes and talked about the class, mostly. She had a boyfriend. Up until that moment, she had made it clear we were just going to be friends. I was okay with that. There was someone else in the class I wanted…not that I would ever have her. She’d made that clear.

  Me and the redhead stared at each other. Her nipples were sticking out from her tight blouse.

  “What’s going on?” she asked in a breathy voice.

  “I don’t know.” I had to adjust my pants. “But look, I’ve always thought you were gorgeous. I didn’t think you liked me in that way.”

  Her eyes went to my crotch. “I do. I’ve thought about it…but…I have someone. Only, we just broke up, so…”

  My heart leapt into my throat. That “so” meant a million wonderful things for the two of us. But fuck, I had to remember her name, or the whole deal might go south.

  Our little moment was interrupted as the rest of the class joined us.

  Professor Holly Kroft started her lecture. “The petroglyphs here are eight thousand years old. We can only guess their original meaning, though you’ll notice the Kokopelli, the god, playing his flute. We think that in this case, it might have been warning to avoid this entire area. Some cultures believed that Kokopelli carried unborn babies on his back, which he distributed to unsuspecting women. Other cultures saw him as a pied piper type figure, from European folklore…”

  Her voice droned on.

  There were only two good things about the anthropology class I was taking at Colorado Mesa University. One was Professor Kroft, who was beautiful— olive-colored skin, curly black hair, and sparkling brown eyes that made her seem younger than forty. The other was the fact that it was one class closer to graduating. I was so ready to get the fuck out of there.

  I didn’t fit in. I didn’t have many friends. It was a waste of money.

  I figured I would end up like my father, working as a general contractor, but unlike him, I wanted to actually save my money, and that meant a degree in business and accounting.

  While the professor lectured, I moved closer to the redhead. She smelled so good; I wanted to grab her and kiss her.

  She leaned closer to me, and her hand brushed mine. Glancing down, I saw that her nipples were harder than ever.

  Everyone seemed to be listening to Professor Kroft except for me and the redhead. We were both very distracted. Her hand brushed mine again, but this time, she let it linger there. Her skin was the softest, hottest thing I’d ever felt in my life.

  She gave me a secret smile, her green eyes twinkling. I couldn’t look away. I matched her smile. What was going on with us?

  I glanced over to see that our secret flirting had caught the attention of Billie Lynn Kidd.

  Her parents must’ve hated her for naming her Billie Kidd. Well, she did break hearts like a gunslinger, so maybe it was a good name.

  I’d fallen head over in heels with Billie, and I thought she might feel the same, but no. The second she found out I wasn’t a football player, she’d made it clear she wasn’t interested. She went from warm and giggly to cold and hateful in seconds. At least the redhead remained friendly.

  Billie was intensely watching me and the redhead. Was that desire? Jealousy? Suspicion? Was she feeling that same lust that was making it hard for me to breathe?

  The redhead sighed and took my hand. Her palm was sweaty, but I didn’t mind. She led me away from the class, down a game trail between two junipers.

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  The minute we were away from the rest of the class, the redhead whirled on me.

  I felt sweat drip down the side of my face. I was boiling hot, and my cock was like iron in my pants. The sound of the insects buzzing seemed to increase. The sun seemed to darken. It felt like the entire world was going to explode.

  That didn’t matter because suddenly, the redhead was unbuttoning her blouse.

  I opened my mouth to suggest that fooling around with each other, not fifty feet from our class wasn’t the best idea. But my other head shushed me before I could say a word.

  You don’t argue when a girl is about to show you her titties.

  The redhead reached back to undo her bra. “I’m sorry, Sid, but let’s get naked really quick and get back to the lecture.”

  My brain wasn’t working so well. Things like this didn’t happen, not to guys like me.

  But suddenly, I was staring at her perfect tits, freckled and full, her thick nipples pointing upwards.

  I took off my shirt, though I was struggling to think. “Wait. Something is going on. Maybe something with the petroglyphs.”

  “I don’t fucking care about the petroglyphs. Just kiss me.”

  Then she stepped into my arms.

  Her naked breasts were pushing up against my chest. I was smelling her perfume and her sweaty body, and suddenly, I felt her straddling my leg, pushing her center against my thigh.

  Her mouth found mine. In seconds, we went from kissing with our lips to kissing with our tongues.

  I couldn’t believe that the boring field trip had turned into me French kissing one of my crushes in my anthropology class. Her lips were soft and wet, and she smelled so good. She moaned as she grinded her clit on my leg. She sucked on my tongue as we both tried to breathe. My heart felt like it would explode out of my chest.

  Even without our wet kissing, our faces were drenched in sweat. Why was it so hot?

  I took hold of her soft red hair. “Wait. We have think this through. Someone is bound to come looking for us. Besides, I don’t have a condom.”

  “I’m on the pill.” She gulped in a breath. “Let’s not overthink it, okay? I’ve never felt like this in my life, and I love it. You’re cute, and you’re so hard, and I want to feel you inside me.”

  I decided right then to go with it. Sure, I might get kicked out of school, maybe thrown in jail, but if I could experience more of her body, it would be worth it.

  “Okay,” I said. “But you can’t be loud. I think Billie saw us come back here.”

  The redhead smiled, green eyes twinkling. “I’d fuck her too. She’s hot in a bitchy cheerleader-y kind of way.”

  I was surprised that Red had a dirty mouth, but that pretty much summed up Billie—blonde, into CrossFit, and only interested in football players at the local university, not even a Division One team. She needed to aim higher.

  I pushed Red up against the cliff and French kissed her again, forcing my tongue into her mouth. I had one hand inside her shorts and panties, cupping the soft skin of her squishy ass, while the other squeezed her tits. Her big nipple pushed against my palm.

  I stopped kissing her and sucked on her tit, hard, while pulling on her other nipple.

  She moaned again. “Yes, Sid, be fucking rough with me. I’ve never felt like this. It’s like…it’s like I’m possessed.”

  I wasn’t sure if Kokopelli was a fertility god, but I didn’t care. I was possessed too.

  Then I was on my knees, pulling down her shorts and panties. She had shaved her pussy, and her lips were a bright pink. Her juices had painted the inside of her thighs. I bent and licked them up, tasting her for the first time.

  I’d fantasized about her, like I’d fantasized about Billie and Professor Kroft. I thought all three were out of my reach but that wasn’t the case, at least not with red.

  She was straddling my face as I sucked on her button, but that wasn’t enough for her. She turned around, naked from the waist down, except for her sandals. She bent over, so I could see all of her sex.

  “Do it, Sid. Take me.”

  I got behind her, with my jeans around my ankles.

  I sank my cock into her.

  “Oh, fuck, you’re big,” she gasped. “I didn’t think Sid Marshall would have such a big, fucking cock.”

  Normally, I would’ve paused to enjoy the praise, but I was too far gone.

  I slammed into her, into her depths, which were so soft, so warm, so wet. Sure, I’d had sex a few times before, but I’d never been with someone so wet and horny. Those other girls soon tossed me aside, for whatever reason. I was so unlucky in love that I should’ve moved to Vegas.

  Every thrust felt better and better. Every single cell in my cock was alive and tingling. She seemed to get wetter and tighter as she thrusted back into me. My legs were screaming, and I was sweating gallons. I loved how every part of her smelled, no matter how musky, and she was so pretty, her long red hair bouncing.

  She yelped every time I went deep. We were being loud, I knew, but I couldn’t help but lose control.

  I pounded her as hard as I could until she literally screamed, “Fuck my pussy, Sid! Fuck my pussy!”

  I heard Professor Kroft go silent, and I heard giggles and laughter.

  We were going to get caught, probably expelled, and of course, there was the public humiliation. I would probably be okay. For Red, it would be different.

  I felt her come, her tight tunnel squeezing me. There was no way I could hold back. I grabbed her full hips and stared down at the perfectly white skin of her ass.

  Then I was coming in her.

  And she could feel it. “Yes,” she hissed. “Fill me up, Sid. Fill me up with your horny fucking cum.”

  If I hadn’t already been in mid-orgasm, that would have done it for sure.

  It was the most intense orgasm of my life, and yes, I might have transfer, or at least take the rest of my credits online, but it would be worth it.

  “Sid Marshall!” Professor Kroft stood there, with Billie, who had her hand up to cover her perfectly made-up face.

  Somehow, I wasn’t all that ashamed. Fuck it. It was only college. “Sorry, Professor, but that Kokopelli is one crazy bastard. I blame him.”

  “Holy shit!” The redhead scooped up her clothes and went running off across the sand, disappearing into the Juniper.

  Professor Kroft was squinting at me, probably trying to figure out what to do with me.

  Billie, though, suddenly went blank. It was like all the emotions had gone out of her face.

  She pointed and said something, but I couldn’t hear what it was. A vicious wind suddenly blew into me, filling the entire world with a roar. Thunder followed, breaking my ear drums.

  I breathed in, and the air burned the inside of my nose, it was so hot.

  Turning, I saw what Billie was pointing at.

  A boiling wall of dark swirling clouds, filled with lightning, racing toward us. Any normal storm would’ve brought cold, but not this one. The heat was unbearable.

  The storm cut across the landscape, heading right toward us. The black wall of clouds reached from the ground to sky, sucking in all light, but it didn’t stretch from horizon to horizon. It was only about a hundred feet across. This wasn’t a Colorado thunderstorm. This was something else entirely.

  The storm hit me first, and I remembered thinking I should pull up my pants. Then I was being incinerated by the lightning. At least that was how it felt. I thought I’d been killed, but no…I’d just been given a strange, one-way ticket to another world.

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