The Stars Are Ours Tonight

Tom lifted the Muumuu over Cassy's head and stood back, transfixed.

Mouth open, he whispered, "You are the most spectacular woman who has ever walked this planet. I don't know what to look at first. You are Venus de Milo brought to life." Cassy's shoulders, already delicate due to her thin frame, were atrophied from lack of use, just making them more appealing to Tom's particular sensibilities. Her hips swelled gently and voluptuously around her slightly rounded, muscular abdomen. Her mound protruded, her slit very high, so that her clit and inner labia joined above the curve of her pubic bone, her clit reaching out toward him, nearly parallel to the floor. Her inner Labia were enormous and dark brown, hanging a full 2 inches below her vulva. Her thighs, thin and shapely, descended to her calves, completely atrophied and tube-like, the same diameter from her knees to her truncated feet. Her arm stumps fluttered restlessly, the left one reaching in vain to cover her large, pendant pear-shaped breasts, the smaller right one waving slowly in mid-air.

But, Oh, her breasts! The right somewhat larger than the left, they were full and the rounded bottom hung level with her navel, while the nipples point slightly upwards just below the crease of her remaining elbow. They swayed heavily as she moved from foot to foot hypnotically. Her nipples, dark brown and the size of large grapes, were pebbled and hard, a small round dimple in the center of each. There appeared to be no areola at all, the breasts smooth white skin just stopping at the base of each swollen nipple.

"Suddenly breakfast is the furthest thing from my mind, Cassy. Are you sure you couldn't make do with a soda cracker and a sip of water for now?" he said, only half kidding."

"No way, mister, you are taking me out of this hotel room and feeding me. I know what's on your mind, because it's on mine, too, but we are going to wait. I have waited a long time to give up my virginity, and it's not going to kill either of us to wait a little longer."

"What did you say?" Tom blurted, astonishment on his face.

"Relax tiger, there won't be a long convalescence after my first time; if I ever had a hymen, it's long gone. A variety of plastic lovers has seen to that, but I wanted the first cock in my little puss to be yours, and it almost didn't happen, so let's take it easy, okay?"

"Okay, okay, I get it, darlin', so tell me where the underwear is and let's get this show on the road."

"I am not letting you off the hook that easily, Tom. I am no more a fan of underwear than I am of plastic arms. If you don't mind that my big boobies are going to make a show of themselves, I'd just as soon go ahead and put that blouse on without anything underneath, and the same with the skirt."

"Only a fool would turn down that deal, Cass."

In a few moments they were in the elevator, and as they descended, Cass turned to Tom and said quietly, "Would you mind giving my nipples a nice slow tug and twist, Tommy, I'd do it myself if I could."

Tom reached up and found the rubbery nubs easily. He gave them each a good tug, and then held tight and rotated them a quarter turn. Cassy's eyes fluttered closed and her knees sagged a little. She stood erect and kissed him deeply, pulling back just as the doors opened. As they walked down the hall to the lobby, he put his arm around Cassy's waist and held her to him; her formerly awkward walk had become sensuous, smooth and languid, although her breasts still shook and shimmied inside the blouse, to Tom's delight. As they walked, Cass slid her left stump up and down tom's back, the touch a new experience for both of them.

"I love to touch you with my stump, Tom. I didn't realize how much I missed touching someone. It's very sensitive, but it's weird that when I touch you with the front of my elbow, I feel it like it's the back of my missing forearm."

"I love it, too, Cass. I never want you to stop that, ok?" He reached up and took her tiny right stump in his hand and held it. After a couple of jerks, it stopped moving.

"It likes that, Tom. And I like it, too."

Tom sat her in his pickup, and they headed North down the Kuhio highway. She slid over to him on the old vinyl bench seat and put her head on his shoulder. "I knew it was a good idea to save this old truck." Bucket seats suck for sitting close to your girl."

"Am I your girl, Tom?"

"More than any woman in this world has ever been somebody's girl."

She put her face into his neck and smiled.

She woke up when the truck pulled off the road and Tom shut off the motor. In the windshield was the most spectacular view she had ever seen; to the right and the left was nothing but low trees, sand, and the most perfect blue ocean she had ever seen.

"Oh my God, Tom, this is so beautiful! I have never seen anything like it!"

"I like it too, love. It's called Tunnels Beach, and it has some of the best snorkeling and sunbathing anywhere in the world."

"Is it okay for us to be here?"

"Sure it is, since all the beaches in Hawai'i are public."

She got out after he opened the door and looked over the cab of the truck at the perfect cottage they'd parked beside. It was neat, shaded by the beach trees and had a huge porch facing the sea.

"What a great little house. Do you know the person who owns it?"

"Yup, and so do you. It's mine. This is the diner I told you about; it's the best place to eat in town. May I show you around?"

"Oh, please. But the sand is a little hard for me to walk on without a little practice. Could you help me in?"

"It would be an unimaginable pleasure. Welcome to my home, after all these years."

They walked up the two short steps to the porch and stepped inside. The place was definitely Hawaiian in theme, and had high open windows which allowed the Trade Winds to blow through. As a result, it seemed cooler inside than outside. There was a living room in the front, with large windows on each side of the entry door. Toward the center of the house, the kitchen was on the left side and has finished in bamboo flooring and teak counters with stainless appliances. To the other side was a small guest bedroom and the rest of the house was a master suite. A glorious King-size bed was the centerpiece, with a tall soaking tub in one corner and a huge stone multiple head shower in the other corner. On a bedside table facing the bed was a 5x7 picture of Cassandra and Tom in a wading pool. They appeared to be about 5 years old. Cass felt tears spring to her eyes for the third time in a day, but these were happy tears.

"Oh my God, Tommy, I almost killed myself today. What a mistake that would have been."

Making light of the situation, Tom picked up the picture and smiled at Cassy. "I don't know Cassy, it almost seems creepy, like I was stalking you or something." She smiled and lunged for him, much faster than he thought she could move. "Don't say that! This is the sweetest thing anybody has ever done for a girl!"

He picked her up and swung her around four times. When he put her down, he let go to see her stagger dizzily, laughing all the while. "That's not nice Tommy! You shouldn't treat a crippled girl like that!"

"Maybe I like my crippled girl off-balance a little. It makes my chances better!" he laughed. "Besides, you're not crippled; you're perfect in every way, my Venus. Would you like to have a shower while I make dinner?"

No, thank you. I don't want to be away from you, Tommy."

"Good. Let's make some Garlic- buttered Tilapia, with Mango Salsa and pineapple spears. How does that sound?"

"Crap, it sounds like I could eat the table, Tom. Let's go!" Tom let Cass lead the way to the kitchen, and she sat on a stool while he cooked. She said she was nearly full from all the samples he'd fed her during the cooking process, but managed to eat heartily when the main course came on the table. When they were nearly done, Tom went to get some wine. As he turned to return to the table, he watched in fascination as Cass used the corner of the table to pull her blouse down under her breasts, leaving them exposed for his view. When he placed the wine in front of her, she locked her eyes with his, slid forward and rubbed her nipples across the cold wine glass until they were stiffly erect. Taking the wineglass in the crook of her stump, she drank. When she was done, she said, "I just wanted you to have a preview of the dessert I made. I think you'll like it...I've worked on it my whole life, and I'd like you to have it."

The meal was delightful, and not just because of the view inside and outside the little home. Tom gave Cassy's breasts lots of attention during dinner, and she fed him papaya and pineapple from her mouth and once, balanced on the tip of her stump. Several times it seemed that dinner would be forgotten altogether, and by the time they were truly done, Cassy was squirming on her seat, her hips pumping at an imaginary cock. Her eyes were glazed a little, and Tom was painfully hard.

Finally, when they could stand no more teasing and flirting, Tom helped her off the chair and backed toward the shower, leading Cass by firm tugs on her plump nipples. By the time they'd reached the shower, she was panting with lust and little whines of passion escaped her lips with each breath. Tom slid her skirt down to the floor and was stunned to see fluid literally dripping from her fat, engorged pussy lips. The inside of her thighs were shiny with her lubricant, and her cunt was making erotic squishing sounds.

He looked into her half closed eyes and said, "Fuck the shower." He led her to the bed and laid back, helping her onto the bed with him. Knowing what to do immediately, Cass straddled Tom and as he slid his length along her lips, spreading them wide, she began to lower herself. "OOooohhhhh fuuuuuckkk!" she said as she slid him inside her body. Her eyes were fluttering, and her stumps waved frantically, her senses too overloaded to control them. The sight of her shuddering breasts and flapping stumps almost put Tom over the edge, but he bit back his orgasm and took her dark red clit in his fingers, pulling and pinching at the same time.

"AAAAHHHHHHFUCK! Oh.. Ohhh oh oh oh oh oh mygod oh oh ohMmmmmmmuuuuhhhh!" Cass exclaimed wordlessly, her stumps even more frantic, and collapsed on top of him, her pussy spasming almost painfully around him. The sight was more than he could bear, and he exploded in her pussy with a coarse shout of joy.

"Ohh, Lord! That was the most wonderful feeling I have had in my entire life, Tommy. Can we do it again?"

"In a few minutes love, I think you have pinched my cock clear off, you are sooo tight."

Cassy allowed her head to fall onto Tom's chest, and he was quite content to stroke her stumps and head until his cock slid out of her sodden pussy. Suddenly her head snapped up and she said, "I have to get to the bathroom, tom, I'm leaking all over the bed!"

"Don't worry about it, love; I have the situation handled." And with that, he rolled them over, slid down Cassy's body and slid his face between her legs. "Whoa, Tommy. Are you sure you want to ooohh! That' feels so goooooogod!

Soon Tom found her prominent G-spot just behind her delicious clit, and within minutes, she'd shuddered to a squirting orgasm that nearly drowned him. Getting to his knees, he took her foot stumps in his hands and pushed her knees toward her hips. She looked between her legs and strained with her arm stump to touch him. "I can't reach your cock with my little stump, Tommy, it's just too short!"

In moments, though, the object of her frustration had buried itself into her body, and she watched, mouth open and panting, as Tom's cock slid in and out of her pussy, driven by his powerful body. Her fat labia spread like wings on each outstroke, and the top of his member slid across the bottom and tip of her huge clit as tension pulled it into direct, slippery contact with the plunging organ. He started out slow and shallow, but after watching Cassandra's tit roll and her stumps twitch, he was soon pounding her pussy with wild abandon. Cassie's eye were wide, her mouth was open in an erotic grimace, breath panting in and out as she focused on the sight of Tom's penis raging in and out of her vagina. Her heels drummed on his back and hips, and her stumps flailed as primal directions from her brain told her missing hands to grab his ass, his hair, his arms, anything to use to lever him in tighter. A sheen of sweat covered them both and as his hips tightened with his impending orgasm, Cassandra began to babble incoherently as her own orgasm started from the base of her spine and roared through her, her pussy and uterus shivering as they went into blissful spasms. As his orgasm arrived, Tom stopped pumping his hips; he had no choice, as Cassie's vagina had locked down tightly on his cock. He bellowed in lust and satisfaction as Cass yelled out his name through clenched teeth. After her cunt released him, he crawled up and lay next to Cassy, breathing heavily through smiling lips. Soon, she laid her head on his shoulder and smiled as they fell into slumber.

Tom awoke hours later in the darkness of early night alone in the bed. For a moment, he thought perhaps the day had been a dream, and then he saw Cassy's silhouette on the porch swing. He walked naked through the front door to find her nude as well. He sat beside her without a word and pulled her into his shoulder.

"Want to go for a dip?" he said, quietly.

"Not at night, it's a little scary for me."

"Okay, we'll start out in the daylight."

"Tommy, I have something to tell you about me, and I want you to listen carefully before you judge me. I want to be here with you forever, but I have to tell you a secret."

"Your amputations have nothing to do with an infection do they? You had them done or started them yourself. Am I right?"

"Oh my God, Tommy; how did you know?" She exclaimed.

"You keep forgetting that we have known each other nearly all our lives, Cass. You talked about this when we were ten years old. Remember Susan McDonnell, the girl in grade school with us who was missing her left arm just below the elbow? You used to stare at her and sigh. One time in high school when we were both drunk, the time you were getting kind of raped by Alex McCloskey and I beat him up? You told me all about how you'd like to have a missing part. I never forgot it; in fact I began to fantasize about it. In my dreams and in my masturbation session ever since, my mind has seen you as an amputee. So, you see, I wasn't surprised when I saw you this morning."

"You mean you knew all along and you let me sweat bullets thinking you'd throw me out once you found out what a freak I was?" She half- shouted, pretending to be angry. She punched him in the shoulder with her long stump.

"We're both freaks, then, because there's no doubt in the world that you turned me into a devotee. Yeah, you're a freak, Cassy, but make no mistake about it, you're MY freak." He said. "And just for the record, I hoped with all my heart that you were a voluntary amputee, but I would love you anyway."

"You love me? My stumps don't bother you?" she said quietly.

"I love you with every fiber of my being, Cassandra, and your stumps set me on fire. I'd marry you in a heartbeat if you'd have me."

"Did you just propose to me, Tommy?"

"No, but I'm going to right now. I don't want you to feel bad, but I've had this ring for 15 years." He held up a lovely solitaire ring on a beautiful gold chain. "15 years?" she whispered. "That would have been right about..."

"Shh! Let me get through this, okay?"

"Okay," she said meekly.

He got down on one knee and took her short right stump in his hands. He looked into her eyes, which were blinking rapidly and tearing up.

"Cassandra Elizabeth Elliott, would you make my dreams come true and consent to be my wife?"

"Oh, yes, a thousand times, yes, Thomas."

He laid his head on her lap in relief, and she stroked his hair with the stump that would reach.

He looked up and stood, pulling her up by her shoulders. "Let's go for a dip in the sea."

"Oh, I don't know, Tom, I thought you said we'd go in the daylight; I've never been in the ocean at all," she said hesitantly.

"No time like the present, and no place like here; this beach is famous around the world! I will hold you tight Cassy, don't you worry." He took her by the waist and pulled her close, and they headed toward the beach. The sand made walking awkward for her, since her post-like round feet sank into the sand as she walked. She draped her long stump around his neck and rubbed the back of his head with it as they walked naked in the moonlight. She caught him looking at her breasts as they walked, and said, "Please stare at my tits all you want, Tom. They belong to you, after all. Wow, I've never called them tits before, do you like that?"

"It sounds so hot when you talk a little dirty like that, Cass, and yeah, I like it a lot."

"Just for further reference, dearest, I can cum when my nipples are played with."

"I'll keep that in mind, Darlin'," he said, giving the nearest one a soft pull and twist.

"I'd do it myself, but I'm crippled, see?" she pawed at her chest with both stumps, one missing the mark by nearly a foot, the other able to pull vainly on her left breast, only to lose traction and slip off. She looked at Tom with an expression of helplessness. "Can I be your poor, crippled quad amputee wife, Tommy?"

"Oh, Cassy. I have missed you so much. I know how you can use your pitiful little stumps to play with your magnificent tits." With that, he picked Cassy up, speared her with his aching cock, and then backed into the warm waters of the Pacific Ocean. As they reached waist level, the warm water began to float Cassy a little, and finally she was coupled to Tom only by the deep penetration of his cock into her body. He allowed her to float in the water a little at a time, and the calm waters of the reef-protected inlet supported her body as he moved languidly inside her. Her legs slid slowly up Tom's, and soon, she was pulling herself snuggly onto his member by herself. Tom looked down at the otherworldly scene before him.

Cassy lay on her back in the pale blue light, supported by the comforting waters, floating freely with an expression on her face like that of a newborn as she looked up at the enormous sky, so thick with stars. Her giant breasts bobbed freely in the water, moving weightlessly in the swirling liquid as she nudged at one nipple with the slim stump of her left arm. One hand under her hip, Tom used the other to strum Cassy's protruding clit lightly as he used his PC muscles to pump his cock every few seconds. Cass began to answer his pulse with one of her own, and shortly, they orgasmed precisely at the same time. Tom felt a jet of warmth as Cass squirted her orgasm onto his pubic bone, and her high keening wail sailed out over the gentle swells and into the night air as the most intense orgasm she'd ever experienced boiled through her body. Her eyes were wide open as she came, and the starlight images penetrated her soul and spilled out into her rediscovered soulmate. Tom's orgasm had nearly swept him away as well, but Cassy's vagina had clamped down so tightly as she came that he was temporarily unable to slide his cock inside her at all.

He eventually slid out of Cassy's body, and as he did he spun her around and stepped into slightly deeper water, until she rested gently in his arms like a baby. Her eyes were still open wide and staring into the stars above them in the Pacific night, and then they looked at him, penetrating into his heart and soul.

"I have never, in my life, been as happy as I am at this very minute. I can't even believe that this is happening, Tom. On one hand, and I use that term loosely, everything I have ever wanted in my life has suddenly come to me; on the other, I have no idea what I have done to deserve it. I just worry that I have no right to put a claim on you and your little place in paradise."