A surprise package.

Lara's dreams are troubled but that wasn't what brought her screaming back to reality. What did that was the unbearable pressure in her groin. "-AAAAAHAH" The pain was well and beyond what Lara had ever felt in that... portion of her anatomy. It lasted for several minutes but to Lara it seemed like hours, curled in a ball on the floor in the darkness. Finally it started to ease and Lara took great sobbing breaths of air, flopping back on the moss, drenched in sweat. She had the oddest sense of euphoria in the aftermath of such an excruciating ordeal, a kind of pulsing pleasure from the lack of pain.

But it just kept. Getting. Better...

Lara was abruptly gasping from an entirely different feeling now. It felt so good but it was so completely alien. Like suddenly receiving sensation from an arm you never knew you had. Her legs were rubbing together and her hands slipped down to her pussy reflexively-but... wait. She paused. Something wasn't right.

But the pleasure kept building and Lara was **** to reconsider her assessment: Everything was right. Literally everything. She had never felt this good in her entire life, ever. Getting her diploma was a candle compared to this bonfire. She'd never actually had sex with a man but she'd brought herself to orgasm before and it didn't feel half as good as this. "Oaah! Oh! Aaaah!" From an outside perspective it would have looked rather like Lara was on ecstasy, writhing about on the floor with hands clawing at the dirt. Suddenly the pleasure spiked even higher and Lara bucked her hips as she had what could only be described as an orgasm but so much better. Her eyes rolled back in her head and she made little whimpering noises as she very slowly came down from her high.

In the morning Lara awoke feeling like she had just walked out of a spa, not slept on a bed of moss in an old ruin. She languidly stretched, all her nerves feeling a little more alive than usual. "What HAPPENED to me last night? I feel amazing! Oh God, my panties are soaked through!" In fact, it was much more than her panties that were soaked. Her pants and the moss below them was virtually sopping...but not with female juices. 'Did someone **** me?' her heart skipped a beat or three and she got to her feet. She then stopped as she felt an unfamiliar presence in her pants. Not like something was IN her pants but like more of HER was in her pants. Frantically fumbling with her belt, she dropped her pants and let out a scream.