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On My 18th Birthday
Once upon a time
Upside Down
I woke up that fateful morning in a daze. I was the perfect son, and I hated it. My parents expected me to be perfect. I was a straight A student, never stepped a toe out of line, and even though I was only 17, I already had a scholarship for a full ride to Princeton. I went to a private school and wore my uniform with false pride. My sister Emma was a different story.
Emma was totally rebellious. She wore nothing but black and her everything else was black. Her bed sheets, her clothes, her walls. She went to a dingy public school and got straight Cs. She was the black sheep in our family. I envied her for all of it.
I hated being the perfect one. It’s just not my style, but there has to be some kind of balance in the family, and I got dumped with the responsibility because my older sister beat me to the punch on the evil one. My older brother Liam was the median. He was neither good nor bad. He was 23, my sister 21. He didn’t fight with either one of us and he hung out with both of us occasionally and never took sides when Emma and I had our squabbles.
I tapped my alarm the same way I always do, took my shower, bitching at my sister for hogging it like I always do. I got dressed like I always do, in the same uniform that I always do. I had been turned into a robot. Hell, the only thing that was pleasant in my life was my girlfriend, Amanda. I went downstairs for the same breakfast for a healthy lifestyle of a perfect son.
“Morning, kiddo! How’d you sleep?” my father asked me as I stepped into the kitchen. “Fine.” Same as always. Just then, my sister walked in. “Well, isn’t that just lovely. The Glory child is up bright and early, just like daddy and mommy likes him,” she said. I held my tongue for the sake of the balance, grabbed my books, told my mother her cooking was wonderful, and left for school.
I hadn’t even reached my desk yet when I was grabbed, and turned around, and then pushed against the wall by a pair of dainty hands. I only had a split second to see that it was Amanda before her lips captured mine. I gripped her ass in my hands as I pulled her body to mine and kissed her back. “Mmm, I love it when you do that,” we said together, then we both busted out laughing. We’d been together for over a year and I was in love with her.
“So baby, are we still going to that party tonight?” I ask. “Yes we are! I can’t wait, honey,” she said. I lifted her half into my arms and kissed her passionately. We sat down together as class started. The rest of the day went by the same way it always does. I hated my life. Thankfully, the party started at 6, so I didn’t have to wait as long before my boring life was exciting for once. Amanda was meeting me there, so we just walked straight to the party. “Hey, baby!” she met me at the door and we walked in holding hands.
The party was fun as all get-out. I danced with Amanda until before we knew it, 9 o’ clock had rolled around. “Oh, jeez!” Amanda said, looking at her watch, “let’s take a break, sweetheart, I’m gonna go get a drink, and I’ll meet you back here, alright?” she said. “Alright, love, I’ll be sitting over there, okay?” I smiled. “See you soon, babe.” I went to find a seat as she walked off toward the porch where the coolers with the drinks were.
I sat down and waited for her to come back. 5 minutes passed by… then 10… A half-hour passed by and I started to go looking for her. Maybe she ran into some friends and lost track of time. I had looked all over until there were only the upstairs rooms to look in. I looked in every room until the last one at the end of the hall remained. I knocked on the door, like all the rest. No answer, so I walked in, and I couldn’t believe what I saw.
My brown-haired, green-eyed girlfriend was riding my best and only friend, Daniel, reverse cowgirl on the bed. Amanda’s eyes grew double in size and something inside me snapped as she spotted me. “Oh, my God! Lee! I-” “Stuff it! What the fuck! I think you can guess what I’m not bothering to say. Good-bye, Amanda, and fuck you, Daniel.” And with that, I left the party and took a walk home. The pain of it overwhelmed me as I reached the backyard, seeing as my room was the basement, and I had the door right there. I collapsed, no longer caring…
It was after midnight when I finally decided to get up. I had done a lot of thinking and had decided that I longer give a fuck. I walked into my room but went to the kitchen. I walked through the living room to find my sister watching TV. “Mom and dad left, Golden boy. Left me in charge cause Liam is still at JobCore,” she said. “Whatever,” I replied. I went right to the fridge and made the most anti-diet sandwich I could think of. Leftover burgers, bacon, cheese, ranch dressing, and all put in a pan to be deep-fried.
My sister walked in just as I took a bite into Heaven. “What the fuck is that and why does it smell so good?” she said. “Deep-fried bacon cheeseburger with ranch dressing,” I said nonchalantly. “You know mom and dad would have a fit if they knew you were eating something so bad for your arteries,” she said. “Don’t give a fuck anymore,” I said. “Don’t you talk to me like that, you little shit! I’m still older than you,” she said, getting pissed off. “Fuck off, bitch. I’m tired of your shit,” I said as I walked right past her and down to my room.
I took out a knife from my collection and started carving up the wall. On one wall, I carved the words “FUCK EVERYTHING” into the drywall. I then threw the knife into the floor next to my bed and picked up the weights in the corner of my room and lodged one of the lighter weights into the door. My sister came bursting through the now half-splintered door. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!?” she shrieked. “Shut the fuck up and get out of my room!” I said, throwing the knife in her direction, lodging it in the wall next to her head and resumed the process of flipping my bed over.
Her eyes got huge and she timidly backed out of my room as I slammed my fist into the mirror on the wall. As the door closed I let out a scream of anger. I dropped to my knees, completely out of things to take out my anger on. I yanked my blankets out from under my mattress and went to sleep.
The next morning my alarm went off at 6am, but I simply threw it at the wall, letting that yank it from the plug. About a half hour later, my sister tentatively poked her head into my room. “Time for school…” she muttered. “I’ll go when I damn well please,” I said. She saw the pieces of my alarm clock on the floor and backed out of my room. I went back to sleep and relived the nightmare of seeing that ex whore cheating on me with my ex friend, my only friend until now.
I woke up at around eleven and pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and headed off to school, not even bothering with my teeth or hair. When I arrived at the school I was stopped briefly by security. “Not wearing your uniform is against regulation, Mr. Dramen.” He said. I simply said “Fuck regulation” as I brushed past him to my 3rd period class. It was the second class of the day with which I shared with both Amanda and Daniel. They both stiffened as I walked in. “Lee, you are late,” the teacher said. “Fuck off” was my only reply as I found my seat. Sadly, the only open seat was the next row over from Daniel. He was a skinny blonde guy with brown eyes. He could have any girl in school, so why did he have to take Amanda from me?
“Pssst, hey, bro, listen I-” Daniel started, but I cut him off with a pissed off glare he knew not to fuck with. Amanda was sitting behind me and put her hand on my shoulder, but I brushed her hand away. “Don’t touch me or talk to me. Ever again. Not a fucking word,” I growled, and they both turned back to the teacher.
Lunch time was next and so I went. I hadn’t eaten anything yet. I sat there after I had finished eating and it only pissed me off that Amanda and Daniel thought they would come over and reason with me. “C’mon man, I tried to say I’m sorry,” he tried. “Sorry doesn’t fix jack shit, Daniel. Now you can either walk away clean or bloody,” I said calmly, despite the rage inside. “You won’t do it, man. I know you and you don’t have it in you, Mr. Perfect.” He said that a little too smugly. “Oh, I won’t?” I said, and then paused as he smiled. That was it for me. I stepped on his foot so he couldn’t step back and decked him across the jaw.
He fell to the ground and everyone stared. I jumped on top of him and began wailing on him. It took 3 security guards to drag me off that bastard. Needless to say, I was ejected from campus. No more Golden bitch lifestyle for me. I could have cared less that I’d gotten expelled and that Daniel’s nose would most likely be crooked unless daddy or mommy fixed it for him. Usually I got home after my sister but these were special circumstances. She was just getting home as I walked up the drive.
“Lee?” Emma asked as I unlocked the door and walked in. “What are you doing home?” she asked. “Expelled,” I said, handing her a note from the Dean as I headed to my room. “What did the Golden boy do?” she shrieked. I was in her face so fast she flinched. “Call me the motherfucking golden boy one more time and I won’t miss next time I throw a knife,” I growled. Her eyes widened again and I turned and walked away, going back to my room.
The only thing I hadn’t trashed was my entertainment system. I turned on the stereo and cranked up Alone by Bullet for my Valentine. I sat on my bed, having dragged the mattress out, motionless for the next 2 hours until I heard the doorbell ring even over my music. My dad had had an accident and could only hear out of one ear, so the damn thing was loud. I lowered the music to hear my sister welcome someone in. “Yeah sure, but be careful, he’s kind of volatile right now. I have no idea what’s wrong, but he nearly took my head off. Maybe you can get through to him…” I heard her say. I heard a knock on my door a couple minutes later.
“Enter at your own risk,” I said. The door creaked open but from my bed I couldn’t see who yet. They must have seen the knife in the wall, because I heard a female squeak. Steps echoed down the stairs and there she was: my whore of an ex-girlfriend. I looked at her and my blood boiled instantly. “Get the fuck out.” That was all I had to say to her. “But baby, I-” but I cut her off. “DON’T YOU FUCKING ‘BUT BABY’ ME! YOU FUCKING CHEAT ON ME WITH MY OWN BEST FRIEND AND YOU EXPECT ME TO FORGIVE YOU, DON’T YOU? FUCK YOU! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY ROOM! IF YOU FEEL SO BAD THEN GO FUCK DANIEL AGAIN LIKE THE WHORE YOU ARE! JUST LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE!” I roared at her as she backed against the wall.
For a moment she just stood there, paralyzed in shock at the fact that mild-mannered Lee Dramen had become so violent. After another minute I hear heavy footfalls coming down the stairs. I looked just in time to see my sister yank Amanda and drag her up the stairs by her hair. There was a loud “slap!” that sounded more like a “crack!” and a girly scream. Then I heard my sister yell. “Don’t you ever even LOOK at my brother ever again! Don’t even walk by our house on the street!” and then there was the slam of the front door and I heard my sister coming down the stairs.
“Lee…?” she called, looking at me staring emotionless at the ceiling. “Lee, I’m sorry… I’m so sorry, I would have never let her in had I known…” I looked at her. “Why do you care? You hate me, remember?” I said, my voice surprisingly level. She looked sad at that. “I do not hate you…I dislike you. There’s a big difference. You live the perfect life and mom and dad think I’m shit. I’m your older sister, but I live in your shadow, Lee.” I cracked up laughing then. “I hate my life. I’m always at my sisters throat, my girlfriend cheated on me with my only friend, I’m a nerd in school, and I hate living like a robot, doing the same damn thing the same damn way, every damn day. In my eyes, you have it made. I wish I could be more like you,” I said.
My sister just stared at me. “You really want to be more like me?” she asked. “More than anything,” I said. “Well, then the first thing you have to do is stop caring.”
“Check.” I said blankly.
“Okay, well, you need to take what you want. What do you want?”
I thought about that for a moment. My sister was wearing a tight Metallica shirt and a red plaid skirt. Now that I looked at her in a positive light, she was sexy as all hell. In the moment I realized my erection was from my sister, I had a single thought process: I’m already headed down the dark road, why not take it all the way? So I grabbed the bottom of her shirt and pulled it up and over her head. Surprisingly, she let me. I pulled up her bra as well and she took it off as I grabbed her breasts, my fingers sinking into her full DD cups. “Little brother, you realize this is incest, right?” She smiled. “Stopped caring, remember?” I winked at her as I slid my knee between her legs and she closed her eyes and sighed. “Nobody’s played with my tits in ages…” she cooed. I pushed her back onto the mattress and started pulling her skirt off, pulling her thong with them. I pulled off my shirt and she started removing my pants. “I don’t know why I want this so much, it feels so wrong, but… Oh, God, you’re making me so horny… I… Mmmmm…” she moaned, not finishing her sentence as she sucked my cock into her mouth.
She licked the underside of my shaft and I discovered another piercing of hers: a ball on her tongue. She must hide it well… It felt amazing and I started humping in and out of her mouth while she moaned, causing vibrations all over my member. She licked and sucked at the same time and I was starting to feel my balls tighten. I pulled out of her mouth and licked and kissed my way down to her waist, stopping to stare between her now-spread legs and looked down at me anxiously.
“Just what do you plan to d-do with your sister’s pussy, Lee?” she asked, and I could tell she was genuinely nervous. “Are you…a virgin…Emma?” I asked. “Y-yeah…” she replied sheepishly. “But I hear you moaning from the living room every time you have a boyfriend over,” I said. “I…I only let them in my ass…” she confessed as my eyes widen. I smiled and licked her pussy, causing her to jump and gasp. “Sensitive down here, aren’t you. I’m guessing no guy’s ever played with you before?” I asked and she shook her head. I licked her again and she moaned as I continued. “Oooh, little brother… I never knew it could feel so good… Where did you learn this?” she moaned. “Oh, nowhere…” I replied. I just watch a lot of porn.
I attacked her clit with my tongue, sliding my finger into her and she began to squirm. She started humping her hips against my mouth and I only sucked and licked harder. Suddenly she began to buck her hips wildly and her moans turned into squeaking. Even more suddenly, she began to cum, squirting her juices all over my face. She blushed as she looked down at me breathlessly. “That…was amazing…Lee…” she breathed. “It was fun for me too. Ready for round 2?” I asked, crawling up her body and placing my cock at her entrance. She simply nodded and whimpered in anticipation. “Be…be gentle…” she said nervously. “I will.” With that, I slowly pushed into my sister. It was easy because she was nearly dripping.
She was tight, and she whimpered in pleasure as I pushed into her. “Mmm… Just do it… fast, like ripping off a Band-Aid… I want this so bad…” she said, but while she was talking, I pushed it in before she noticed and kissed her once I was all in. She pulled away a little. “Are you going to…or what?” she asked, looking confused. “Do what?” I ask playfully. She looked down and her eyes widened. “Oh…” then she smiled and kissed me hard, moving her hips against me, silently telling me to move. I take the hint and begin thrusting, gently at first. Her whimpering was turning me on as I went just a little harder with each thrust.
“Bite me, little brother, please…” she moaned, digging her nails into my back and kissing my neck. I did as she asked and bit down on her shoulder and she shuddered, a louder moan escaping from her lips and I thrust deeper. “Oh, Lee! I…I’m gonna cum! You’ll make your sister cum!” she moaned, and I could feel I was getting close, too. She was really tight. “Sis…Emma… I’m gonna cum, too…” I said, straining to keep it in until she told me where she wanted it. “In…inside… I want it inside!” she shrieked, and I came, her voice telling me such a thing pushing me over the edge. I could feel her cum, too, her body convulsing and her hips bucking against mine in the throes of her orgasm. Breathing heavily, I stared into her eyes, then kissed her lovingly. She smiled. “Now, little brother, tomorrow is Saturday, and do you know what that means?” I shook my head. “Well, I got paid today, and I am taking you out shopping tomorrow,” she beamed. I smiled and we fell asleep just like that.
I woke up the next morning from the most relaxing sleep I’d had in a long ass time. My sister was in my arms and providing her breasts as pillows. “Did you sleep well?” she said, almost giggling. “Best sleep I’ve ever had. Thank You, Emma,” I kissed her chest and then her lips. “You’re welcome, Lee. Hell, I enjoyed every minute of it,” she smiled, “Now let’s get up and ready for our shopping spree. Consider this your early birthday gift from your big sis.”
My shower radio was playing “Bet U Wish U Had Me Back” by Halestorm as I bathed and got ready to go out with Emma. I didn’t know where she was taking me, but I knew it would most likely take me in the direction I want to go in. Emma decided to join me in the shower and we helped each other wash. Her body is decadent when wet… I got dressed in a simple pair of jeans and a black t-shirt on. I pulled a pair of Converse on and I was ready.
As we walked out to my sister’s car, I stopped at the passenger door. “Wait a sec…” I hadn’t even realized until then, that I was still wearing the magnetic half-heart pendant necklace, to which the other half belonged to Amanda. I pulled it off and chucked it off into the distance. “What was that?” my sister asked as we got into the car. “Just a necklace that used to mean something,” I said. “Ah, okay. Was it that one you were wearing last night?” she asked. “Most likely. It’s the only necklace I wore until now.” I said. “Oh…” she said thoughtfully as she pulled out of the driveway.
When we got to the mall, my sister led me to this place called Dark Threads. It was a place that reminded me of Hot Topic, only bigger, and more clothing-oriented. “Hmmmm, you’re probably a size 30, aren’t you?” Emma said thoughtfully, eyeing my waist. “Yeah, actually. You got that right on the dot,” I said. “I’m good at eyeballing it. Now, let’s find you a new look. You look like you’re about a medium in shirts. Why don’t you go find some? I’ll pick you out some pants,” she replied. I nodded and walked over to the men’s shirt section. My 6 favorite bands are Godsmack, Bullet For My Valentine, Parkway Drive, Black Label Society, Metallica, and Halestorm.
I picked out the 7 coolest shirts I could find. BLS’s Shot To Hell (gotta love the nuns shooting pool), Parkway Drive’s Killing With a Smile, Metallica’s Load, Bullet For My Valentine’s Tear’s Don’t Fall, Godsmack’s 1998 self-titled album art, Halestorm’s The Strange Case of…, and a shirt from Def Leppard’s Euphoria. I picked out my shirts and walked back over to my sister. She had picked out 4 pairs of ripped jeans and 3 pairs of Tripps. “Those what you want?” she asked. I nodded. “Lemme see,” she said, examining the shirts I had picked out. “Hmmm… well, if you wear the ripped jeans with any of these shirts and-” she pulled me over to a rack of denim and picked out 4 stone-washed vests with hoods on them, “-wearing one of these over top,” she said. I smiled and took them into the fitting rooms. I tried them all on, every pair of pants and I loved both of the styles.
As I was in the middle of changing to try on the 3rd outfit, I heard the door open, and I turned to see my sister walk in. she held her finger to her lips and took off her shirt and her bra, then slid her panties down from under her skirt. She bent over, bracing her hands against the wall, and I got the hint as she looked back at me. I slid my fingers along her slit and she was soaking wet.
I already had my pants down so I pulled my briefs down and pushed into my sister. She moaned low in her throat and I began thrusting slowly, but hard. “Oh, jeez, you’re so deep…” she whispered. I reached forward, took her nipples into my hands and pinched her nipples. “OH!” she shouted and I kept started going harder and faster. I pounded into my sister while she struggled to keep quiet. “Harder…” she whispered, still struggling, “Cum…inside…hurry…” So I kept going harder and deeper until she came hard and I had to cover her mouth to keep her quiet as I came, too. She pulled up her panties to seal the cum inside and left the changing room sith a smile, but otherwise like nothing happened.
The final outfit left was a pair of dark blue ripped jeans and a light blue denim vest. I walked out to show Emma and 2 other girls standing there. One was a fiery redhead with green eyes, tall and slim, but with a full figure. Her breasts had to me large C’s and her legs looked decadent in the frilly gothic dress she was wearing. The other was a brunette with blue eyes and she was wearing a Disturbed shirt and a pair of Tripps with blue trim. She was slim-figured as well, but I personally prefer redheads… “Uhm…Hi?” I said almost nervously, not expecting to have gained any more spectators. “I am not!” the redhead said in a bubbly tone, “and I don’t ever plan to be.” She quickly stepped forward and shook my hand. “My name’s Alice. So you’re the brother Emma’s been texting me all day about. It’s a pleasure to meet you, hun. I didn’t know you had such good taste in style,” she said as Emma walked up to stand beside me and the other girl in tow. “Well, I had he-ooof!” I started to say, but Emma jabbed her elbow into my ribs. “Anyway,” Emma said, turning my attention to the other girl for a moment, “this lovely creature is Emilia.” Emilia smiled and took my hand. “Nice to meet you, Lee,” she said.
I changed back into my old clothes so Emma could pay for them, “Awww, I liked that outfit on you…” Alice whined, and I smiled. “Don’t worry, hun, I’ll be wearing it as soon as they’re paid for, just for you,” I said.
After my new threads are paid for, I changed into the dark blue ripped jeans, the Def Leppard shirt and the light blue vest. Alice hissed as I stepped out of the changing room. “So what now, Lee?” Emma said, walking over to me. I thought for a moment about that… “I wouldn’t mind getting a few piercings…” I said. “Then piercings, you shall have, little brother,” Emma said, pulling me out and to a store called Body Mod, with Alice and Emilia close behind. I thought I felt eyes watching my butt, but I couldn’t be sure.
We walked into the shop and I thought about what I wanted. “Hey, girls, can you stick with Lee while I go get something real quick?” Emma said, turning to Emilia and Alice. “Sure hun, we’ll keep a close eye on him,” Alice says. I looked around the shop at the pictures of different art they had pasted all over the walls, displaying their best works. There was a guy behind the counter who was covered in tattoos and had vertical bars in front of his eyes. “No offense, dude, but lemme guess, they said you could be anything, so you became a fence?” I asked. He laughed good-naturedly and replied, “Nah, more like a jail for the voices in there.” He pointed to his brain and it was my turn to laugh. Then I turned to whisper so Alice and Emilia couldn’t hear. “I got a question, seriously though. Do you have any…females…to do the piercings? Not that I have anything against ya man, but there’s a place I want done that…yeah it’d be a little awkward having a guy down there.”
“Wha-ooooohhh!!! I get ya man. Yeah, we have Jenny. She has no issues going down there. HEY JENNY!” he said, and a green-eyed blonde came walking out from the back room. “What?” she said. “We have a request for your…specialty,” he said. She looked at me and her eyebrows lifted and I handed the guy a ten, as it specified from the price chart. “My sister’s gonna wanna pay for the rest, but I don’t want her to know about this one,” I said. He nodded and took the ten. “Alright, sugar, follow me,” Jenny said, leading me into the back room.
As we entered the room, she turned to face me and I started to feel a little shy. She must have noticed. “Ah, never done anything like this before?” she asked. “No, I haven’t. Kinda nervous,” I said. “Well, you don’t need to be. How about I do this?” she removed her shirt and her bra before I could say anything, “better?” she smiled. “Yeah, actually, I feel much better.” And I was. I felt much less nervous, as my mind was now focused on the medium pair of C cups in front of me. “No touching though,” she said, “now I need you to drop ‘em, hun.” I dropped my pants and my briefs and her eyes widened. “I’ve pierced a lot of these, but I’ve never seen one so big,” she said, “So what are you putting through it, hun?”
“I want a bar through the head,” I said, and she smiled. “Personally, I dated a guy who changed his out a lot and the bar was always my favorite one…” she said wistfully. She then seemed to snap back to business and started to gather her things. “Now, question: are you sexually masochistic?” she asked.
“I think so. I like it when I’m bitten.”
“I see… Well then, I think it would be best…if I…”
Then she put her mouth on my cock and started sucking. She bobbed her head up and down on my shaft and I was hard within minutes. Before I had gotten too close, she pulled off of me. “I don’t want to give you blue balls or anything, and…I don’t normally do this, but you’re…exceptional. I promise I’ll finish what I started.”
I nodded my head and she made it quick, but blissfully painful. It actually felt good. Before I knew it, she was done. “I’d suggest that you keep your pants off for now so you don’t irritate it. Now what else would you like pierced?” she said. “I want the left ear, right eyebrow, left side of my bottom lip, my tongue, and my left ear cartilage,” I said. “Interesting choices…” She got to work without another word, but plenty of smiling. She put in a two-pronged half-hoop in my eyebrow, a hoop in my lip, and a bar through my cartilage, and a silver skull in my tongue. Those hurt like a bitch and anyone who says they don’t is LYING TO YOU!!! I requested a rather special earring for my left ear lobe. She put a stud in my ear that has a tiny chain with a gothic-style cross like the one below hanging from said chain:
“I like the way you’ve turned out,” Jenny said, stepping back to look at me once we’d finished, “now, I believe I have a promise to keep, sugar.” Then she got down on her knees and began to rub my shaft between her breasts. I stared down at her, breathing heavier and loving every minute of it. She began alternating her breasts back and forth and hard. I felt that familiar tightening when she dropped her breasts and took me into her mouth, sucking hard. I started involuntarily thrusting myself into her mouth and I felt her smile around me. I looked her in the eyes and she nodded her head, looking back up at me. I came, painting the back of her throat white and she pulled back, but sucking hard to get every drop off of me.
She licked her lips and smiled, standing up. “Delicious…abnormally delicious… Come back in a few weeks so I can check up on it, will you? I like to know how the sensitive piercings turn out. The lip, too. They get infected easily…” she said. Then she took out a pen, takes my hand in hers and writes down her cell phone number on my palm. “Call me some time. Even if it’s just as friends, and I’m not above having some random fun. For you, any time,” she said. I kissed her lips. “I will,” I said and winked at her.
We walked out of the back room and I displayed Jenny’s work…all but one, of course. “Niiice,” I heard my sister say, holding a brown paper bag in her hand and already paying the guy at the desk. “Sexy,” Alice said, winking at me. I grinned, proud of my new body jewelry and hugged my sister from behind. She reached back in an attempt to hug me back and I kissed her shoulder. “Thanks, Emma,” I said. She smiled and blushed. “It’s the last I can do for making you think I hated you these past years. I really didn’t mean to make you think that…” she said, her voice wavering. I put my hand on her thigh and smiled. “It’s okay…” I said. “No, it’s not! I gave you hell about everything for so many years… I feel so bad about it… OH! I almost forgot!” She pulled out a box from her bag. “To replace your old necklace…” she said, pulling out a gothic pentagram pendant necklace from the box and put it around my neck. I was so touched. “Thank you, Emma…” was all I could say as I hugged her as tight as I could.
We were driving along a back road that went through a forest. “Stop and pull over, Emma,” I said. She was crying and I couldn’t stand the sight. Emma pulled over and I lifted up the center console so I could sit closer to her. “Look. I was a prick too. I didn’t like fighting with you either, and I took that out on you. We’re both at fault here,” I said, quickly pulling her into my lap.
I kissed her neck, hoping to calm her down as she buried her head in my chest. I rubbed her back and held her close. “Emma… I love you. Not just because of the sex. Not just because you bought me this new wardrobe. I love you because I’ve always loved you. You’re my sister and I…I always wanted to have a better relationship with you.” At that, she crushed her lips to mine and I gripped her ass in my hands on impulse. Then I got a crazy idea. I opened the door and climbed out, bringing my now horny sister with me. “Wh-wh-what are you doing?” she said nervously as a car passed by and I led her over to the side where her car was between us and the road. I said nothing as I pulled down her panties and I smiled as I saw my cum from earlier drip out of her. “I…I’m a naughty girl, Lee. I…I want you s-so bad it should be criminal…” she stuttered cutely.
I pulled down my pants and pushed into her. She cried out and braced herself against the car. I pushed in hard and deep, reaching into her shirt and grabbing her breasts. My fingers sunk into her breasts and she cried out even louder. I pulled her shirt all the way off and her bra as well. “Lee! D-don’t let me cum! Not yet!” she cried out for the world to hear. I slowed down to a tedious pace, pulling all the way out and then pushing very slowly all the way in. I then ground our pelvises together and pull back out. “Ooooohhh, I love it when you torture me…” she whispered, and I went slower and slower. She began to whimper and squeak, her body squeezing down tight on me harder as I thrust.
“Oh… God… Lee… Harder… I can’t take it any longer…” she whimpered. I began hammering myself into her, jolting her body and the car shook a little. I slapped her ass and took her nipples between my fingers and pinched. “Jesus!” she screamed, “Please, Lee! Make me cum!” I lifted her leg up sideways and propped her leg up onto the car trunk and plunged myself deeper, but I slowed down. “Wh-why? Don’t slow down, go harder, please!” I slowed down more as she thrust her hips backward at me. “C’mon, please? You’re making me desperate!”
I slowed down for a whole five minutes, rhythmically pumping into her. My sweet sister began to cry. “P-please, Lee… I need to cum… Please…” she whimpered, and that was what I wanted to hear. Suddenly I began to pump her and pound her harder than I have ever pounded her. I pinched her nipples and went deeper than ever, and my sister’s body squeezed me harder than ever and I felt her body spasm in my arms, her hips bucking hard against mine as she came. This feeling of my sister in my arms like this sent me over the edge and I came, harder than I ever had, my sister cried out in ecstasy as I pulled her hair back and kissed her exposed neck.
We left our clothes on the ground and climbed into the back seat, holding her in my arms, breathing heavily, completely satisfied and totally spent. “I love you so much, Lee…” she cooed. “I love you too, Emma…”We must have laid there for at least an hour, recuperating.
“Do you understand now? I don’t care about the past anymore… at least not about the past concerning you. We have a good relationship now and that’s what I wanted concerning you. A relationship where we aren’t fighting or anything like it…” I said. “I understand now… Nobody who had not forgiven me could take care of me so well…” she breathed. Then she sat up and we got dressed to go home. She left her panties off, however, so I put my hand between her legs and rubbed her the whole way home and she came as she pulled into the drive. “Oh, God damn…” she breathed as she got out of the car. We went inside and took a shower together and then sat on the couch to watch TV for the rest of the night.
About a week passed by and my sister and I kept going on with our new life. One day, we got a call from Alice. Emma put it on speaker. “Hey, you guys wanna hang? Emilia and I are playing pool at the Lucky Eight and we know how Lee loves pool,” she said. “Okay, we’ll be right over,” she said, seeing the excited look on my face. As she hung up the phone she smiled at me and gave me a weird look. “So my plan is working, huh?” she said, then seeing my confused look, she explained. “I’m actually trying to set you up with Alice. She likes a guy with style, and that’s why I jabbed you in the ribs when you tried to give it away that I helped you,” she said as we both got dressed. I grabbed my custom titanium pool cue from Cutec and we were off.
When we arrived at the pool hall I was greeted with Alice flying into my arms. “Hey there, cutie! I’m glad you could make it! I missed you,” she said. Then she took me by the arm and dragged me over to the pool table they were sitting at. There was a guy standing at the table, holding a Cutec pool cue as well. “Lee, can you help us? This guy wants to take over the table and won’t leave us alone,” Emilia said. I smiled. Pool is my specialty. “Alright, let’s make a deal,” I said, looking to the guy, “We play for the table. Loser walks away,” I said. He nods and sets up the rack, then waits for me to make the shot. “Uhh, you should go first man. I want it to be fair, and if I break, you’ll never get a shot at all,” I said.
I wasn’t lying. He took the first shot, calling me a “cocky little shit” under his breath and he broke. He shot the 9, with a perfect set up for the 10, but screwed up the set up for the 13. I stepped up to the table, screwing my cue together and putting chalk on the tip. I pulled my Scorpion cue glove on my left hand and smiled. “This might as well be over,” I muttered, just to myself. I hit every ball into the pocket in this order as everyone’s jaws dropped a little bit lower: 2, 4, 3, 5, 1, 6, 7, and finally the 8. I stepped away from the table and looked at him. “It’s not cocky. It’s skill. I almost never miss,” I said as the girls walk up next to me and take my arms, making me look like a pimp. “Now, do you think it’s worth it to go for 2 out of 3?”
He shook his head and put out his hand. “Good game, kid,” he said. I shook his hand and he walked away. I turned back to the girls and Alice was looking at me hungrily for a second, and then quickly hid the look behind a normal smile. “That was epic, bro. I never knew you could play so well!” Emma said, hugging me and handing me a glass of what I thought was coke until Alice whispered in my ear, “There’s some Jack in it, but don’t tell anyone.” I took a sip and walked over to the table to do some quick maintenance to my cue, seeing as I hadn’t used it in so long.
For the next 3 hours we laughed and played pool. I had to defend the table a couple times but I enjoyed myself. I felt a gaze on my butt from Alice’s direction every time I bent over for a shot. Of course, I was going easy on them, because if I didn’t it wouldn’t be fun for anyone.
I’d had about 4 drinks, feeling a little tipsy, when the door opened and my sister gasped. “Girls, get ready to try and hold him back…” I heard my sister say. I looked to see who’d come through the door and my blood instantly boiled and I felt it rushing through my veins so fast I was almost vibrating. I saw red as I started to lunge, for he had seen me and started walking toward us. I felt the girls grab me and hold me back. I also felt the strong grip of a guy and I looked to see another of Emma’s friends (David) who was a bouncer.
“Whoa Rambo, I have a proposition for you. We’ll settle this in a fair way,” Daniel said as Amanda stood behind him. I settled down a bit and looked at the girls and David and nodded and they let go. “What kind of deal?” I asked. “Simple. We pit it all on a game of pool. If I win, we walk away from this peacefully and never even acknowledge each other again… If you win, you get to take out all your anger on me first, and then we walk away. Agreeable?” he said. “Yeah. Let’s shake on it,” I held out my hand and he shook it.
I racked the balls as Daniel picked out a house cue. I picked up my own cue and stood waiting for him to break. He lined up his shot and got the 1 ball in. then he put in the 3, the 5 but missed the 6. I stepped up to the table and hit in the 9, 11, 14, 15, then missed the 10, now feeling the effects of the Jack and Coke. I stepped back as Daniel lined up his next shot. “Hold on, Danny,” Amanda said, walking over to him, her face had a slight red mark on the left cheek and she kissed Daniel on the lips, no doubt trying to distract me and motivate him.
He lined up his shot again and hit in the 7, 4 and the 6, but missed the 2. I stepped up to the table and Alice and Emilia walk up to me and kiss me on the cheeks. As the retreated to the stools they sat on, I lined up my shot, and hit in the10, and 12, but missed the 13. Daniel then hit in the 2, but missed the 8. I stepped up, the liquor wearing off a tiny bit, and shot in the 13 and then finally the 8. It was over and I had won.
“Alright, Lee. It’s your win, so have at it,” he said. “I want you to fight back. It’s no fun if you just sit there like last time,” I said. He sighed, but said “alright.” He took a swing at me and I leaned back to avoid it, then swiveled around to kick out his knees from under him and swung my heel at his chest, knocking him onto his back. “Get up, I’ve seen you do better than that,” I told him. He stood up and swung his foot at my head, jumping into the air at me. His foot collided with my head and I fell, but quickly rolled to my feet and then caught his shin in my hand before he landed. I pulled is leg from under him, forcing him into a split. He cried out and I jumped on top of him and let out all the rage I’d had built up inside.
By the time I was done with him his nose was bloody and definitely broken. My knuckles were bruised as I got up and walked away. Slowly, Daniel got up as well. Suddenly, Alice walked up to me wearing a ruby red lipstick that wasn’t there before, and kissed my neck in such a way that my knees almost turned to jelly. I saw Amanda’s jaw drop and her eyes tear up before I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation.
When Alice was finished she pulled away and kissed my lips, but most of the lipstick felt like it was gone. In a mirror on the wall I saw that there was now a lip mark on my neck. I grabbed Alice’s ass as I kissed her back and Amanda ran out in tears, Daniel close behind her. “Men’s restroom. Now,” she whispered, and I lifted her into my arms and carried her into the single-occupant restroom, her legs wrapping tightly around me.
She dropped to her knees, undoing my pants before her knees even hit the floor. “I’ve wanted this ever since I saw Emma walking out of the changing room in the mall looking so satisfied…” she said. I groaned as she wrapped her lips around my cock and played with the head of my cock with her tongue. I could feel the piercing on her tongue… she suddenly took the whole of my cock into her mouth and I could feel myself go down her throat. She made a swallowing action and I could tell I was getting close. She then backed off and slid her panties down from under her dress and pulled the lacing from the front of her dress corset and it opened to reveal her beautiful breasts with small, sexy, pink nipples and I attacked her nipples with my tongue, flicking them with the skull as she moaned and squirmed.
I slid my hand between her legs and felt her juices dripping down her legs. “Please…” she pleaded, and I bent down and put my mouth to her hot wetness. With effort, given the angle, I lifted her up like that, pushing my tongue into her as her head brushed the ceiling. “Oh, shit!” she cried as I pushed my tongue deeper, the skull on my tongue rubbing herd on her G-spot as I unbuttoned my shirt and it hit the floor.
Her legs wrapped tightly around my head as I moved my tongue furiously, pressing my face to her as I moaned into her, causing vibrations through her body. “Ooooohhhhh! I’m going to cum!” she cried, tangling her fingers in my hair. I began rubbing the skull in my tongue against her insides furiously and she cried out as her body began to tremble.
I let her down, but she sat on the toilet and spread her legs wide. “Take me baby, I’m all yours,” she whispered and I pushed into her. She watched as I entered her tight body and her cheeks turned red. “Sorry I’m not a virgin like your sister, but I’ve only done this once…” she said and I smiled as I pushed in balls-deep. “Mmmm… Be gentle at first, please…” she moaned, breathing heavily and I began to move slowly, leaning forward to capture her lips with mine. She kissed me like her life depended on it, her tongue dancing with mine and I picked up the pace with my thrusts.
“Oh…damn…b-big…” she choked out as I picked up the pace even more and her breasts started to jiggle. She dug her nails into my back and I bit into her neck softly. At that, she cried out and came, her body shaking as her hips bucked against mine. I went harder and faster, reaching deeper, holding her hips in my hands. I pulled on the skin between my teeth and sucked on her neck.
Then I had an idea. I picked her up and put her so she was bending over in front of me and bracing her hands against the wall and her hips above the toilet and I pushed into her hard. “OH! Jeez, right on my sensitive-OH!” she cried, as I pushed myself faster and harder into her body, aiming for her g-spot. I pushed into her harder and harder with every thrust, her body jolting with every movement and she put her head down, trying to hold back her orgasm. I was getting close and I told her so. “Do it. Do it honey, I’m on the pill…” she whimpered, and I could hear the strain in her voice as she was trying to hold back. I pulled her so her back was against my chest and whispered into her ear, “You’re trying not to cum, aren’t you?” She nodded weakly and moaned, “Mhm…” and I smiled. “Then let’s cum together. I’m cumming now…”
I turned her around to face me and she wrapped her legs around my waist. When we came together, both our bodies shook from it. The scream that issued from her mouth told me it was as earth-shattering for her as it was for me. I held her in my arms as she wrapped her arms around my neck as we came. “Ohhh, damn…” she whispered, her voice a little shaky. She sighed, still breathing heavily, “You… are… one…Hell…of a… lover…”
End of Part 1.
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Truth or Dare with Beth, part 2
It was morning and I was beginning to wake up. I noticed that I was waking up with some good, old fashioned morning wood and was trying to stay asleep to enjoy whatever dream was making me hard this morning. The dream felt so real, it felt as though someone was really stroking my cock. It was all so vivid. It definitely wasn’t my hand, it felt too small and soft. This was incredible, the best dream ever! Then it took a turn my sex dreams never took – I felt a strange feeling in my ass!
Suddenly I realized what was happening. I remembered that I wasn’t alone in bed. I remembered my friend Beth was visiting. I remembered she had found the strap on dildo last night in my apartment. I remembered that she had put it on during our game of Truth or Dare the night before and fucked my ass with it. And I remembered that she went to bed with it still on.
I turned my head to look behind me and see her. “Did you have fun last night?” she asked seductively.
“Of course I did. I always have fun with you.”
“Do you remember our new arrangement?”
“Not at all.”
“What is the new agreement then?” She wanted to hear me say it.
“You are the only one that can make dares now. I have to do anything you want. I am now your bitch for the weekend.”
Beth was rubbing her dildo through my ass crack. As I said those last words the stroking quickened. She was obviously turned on from hearing me say she was in control.
“Are you ready for another ass fucking then?”
“I am ready for anything you want me to do, Beth.”
Her left hand was still reaching around, stroking my cock as we both laid on our right sides. I felt the phallus slide through my cheeks a few more times before after one down stroke it stopped.
“Pull your cheeks apart!”
I reached my left hand back, grabbed my left cheek and pulled it up, giving Beth access to my ass hole. I felt the tip touch my brown hole and then slight pressure. I wanted to feel the cock back inside of me and I felt myself pushing back onto the strap on. Beth pushed forward, my ass relaxed and I felt the head split my crack and push in. She held it there for a second letting me adjust to my anal intruder and feel the round head before she began pushing in more.
Beth wasn’t taking her time being nice and slow while entering me like she had last night. Once she began pushing she just kept going. I felt every inch of the toy sliding past my sphincter muscle. I felt every “vein” of the cock as it slid into me. And then I felt the head pressing against my prostate.
“Oh fuck you are so deep inside of me!”
“I bet I can get it deeper. Would you like to feel me deeper inside your ass?” Beth hissed into my ear.
Without waiting for a reply, Beth took her hand from my cock, placed it on my hips and pushed forward as far as she possibly could. The dildo she was wearing pressed against me from the inside and felt like she was trying to push it through my stomach.
She pulled back and I again felt every ridge of the cock slide across me, just in reverse this time. As the cock began to almost exit me, I felt the pull of Beth’s hand on my hip as her waist moved forward again thrusting the rubber toy back into me. She picked up her pace, moving her hips back and forth, the toy sliding in and out. I loved every second of it. I felt so hard and soft at the same time sliding in and out of me. I could hear Beth breathing in my ear. Her lust was evident. She was loving the power of being on the fucking end of things for once.
“Fuck yeah, take my cock you little bitch! You like your ass filled, don’t you? You love feeling me fuck you deep!”
And I did! Each time she pushed it deep inside me I moaned like a bitch in heat. I never wanted her to take the tool out of me.
I felt Beth shift her weight to her left and made us both roll off of our right sides and onto our stomachs without ever removing the dildo from my ass. Beth’s weight was now on top of me. She moved up onto her elbows, pulled her knees up more and pushed deep inside of me again. In her new position, Beth had even more control and began grinding her pelvis into my ass. Each stroke went all the way out until just the tip was left inside me and then she slammed the entire length back into me.
My dick was pressed against the bed and each thrust also brought with it the pleasure of friction against my shaft. The new sensation was amazing and was making it hard not to cum. Beth seemed to read my mind.
“Don’t you fucking cum yet!” she demanded. “I have another dare planned for that. You let me know when you think you can’t hang on any longer. Until then, just keep enjoying me inside your ass!”
Beth was so worked up now that she couldn’t stop her dirty talk.
“You really love this thing inside of you, huh? I bet you are starting to wonder what a real cock would feel like inside your ass. Would you like that? I know I would like to watch it. That would be so hot, watching some guy ass fuck you!”
She didn’t wait for any answers, just kept turning herself on more with her talk. She was pounding my tight hole. Each thrust carried as much force as she could muster. The bed rocked into the wall each time she pushed it back inside of me. My bed was squeaking and I could only imagine what my downstairs neighbors were thinking!
It was all too much now. I couldn’t last much longer. The fucking had lasted at least 20 minutes and I needed to cum!
“I’m ready to cum, Beth.”
She pulled out of me in one long motion and stood on the bed.
“Roll onto your back. Good, now throw your legs back so you are doubled over with your ass in the air.”
I did as I was told. Beth moved above me, put one leg on each side of me, bent her knees and sunk the dildo back into my ass. She just resumed her fucking in this awkward position. She was sliding into me like a piston in a car engine. I also noticed how close my dick was to my face.
“Are you ready for your next dare?” she asked as she continued thrusting downward. “I dare you to open your mouth, cum on your own face and swallow as much as you can shoot into your mouth!”
Beth kept fucking me, the whole time looking straight down, not taking a chance to miss me giving myself a facial. Each thrust brought my cock closer to my mouth and I wondered if it were possible to give myself a blow job from this position. I was past the point of no return. I needed to cum. As I watched the sexy, slender red head above me repeatedly slam a strap on dildo into my ass, I opened my mouth and began to stroke my cock.
“Oh yes! You’re going to do this! Fuck yeah! Shoot your load all over your face! I want to watch you swallow your own cum so badly! Fucking cum for me!”
Beth’s comments were leaving her mouth as fast as her dildo was penetrating me. Then it happened. The first shot missed my mouth and made me flinch as it landed just below my left eye. I readjusted in time and the second shot landed right on my tongue. So did the second and third before the fourth and fifth missed again and coated my face. I was then done with shots of my load and just moved my cock back over my mouth to let the last few dribbles fall onto my waiting tongue.
“Don’t swallow yet!” Beth demanded as she pulled the dildo out of my ass and let my legs fall back to the bed. “Sit up and open wide!”
She reached over and grabbed her camera and snapped pictures of the sticky jizz in my mouth and on my face. “I am going to cum so hard when I masturbate to these back home! Ok, swallow now.”
I did as was told and felt the creamy mess slide down my throat. I then licked as much as I could off of my lips. Then Beth scooped as much of my spunk off of my chin as possible and fed it to me. Each time I swallowed my seed right down. Each time I enjoyed it more.
“Fuck that was hot!” exclaimed Beth. “Now, clean my dick off like a good little bitch. Taste the remnants of shit you left on my pole you dirty little whore!”
I got on my knees and took the dildo into my mouth and slid my mouth down the shaft, licking it as I went, tasting the muskiness of my own ass. Beth was looking down on me, enjoying treating me like her bitch as I sucked her cock. I felt her pushing farther with each thrust – Beth was trying to get me to deepthroat the rod. My throat began to relax and accommodate more and more of the intruder, just as my ass had done.
“That’s it,” she said approvingly. “Take me in your throat. You are becoming quite the cocksucker and fucker. You could really please some guys cock. I know you are pleasing mine. Now, open up and take it all!”
Beth reached her right hand around the back of my head and began to push as she slowly thrust her hips forward. The object met with resistance the back of my throat, but it was quickly obvious that she would not be pulling backward until she couldn’t push any farther. I began to consciously contort my throat muscles, trying to find a way to take the entire length. Beth began to increase the pressure on the back of my head. There was maybe a quarter inch left to go and Beth pushed my head and jabbed her hips forward and my lips were around the base of the toy – my nose touching her flat stomach. I had taken the entire thing. Since she had gotten it this far into my ass, too, I could taste dried shit every millimeter along the way.
“Look up at me! That’s good! Fuck, I think I can see the shape of it in your throat!”
Beth reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my camera and snapped a picture. She then proceeded to slide the dildo out of my mouth in half inch increments, taking a picture each time she stopped.
“Does this thing have a video function to it?” It did. And Beth found it. For being a small little camera it had surprisingly good video quality and it also recorded sound. She aimed the lens at herself and recorded an intro.
“Hi, this is Beth. I am making my little bitch boy Patrick suck my strap on dildo after I just fucked his ass good and deep with it. I hope you enjoy watching.”
She then trained the camera back down on me and told me to suck her good. I was a little uneasy about the camera, but I wasn’t going to disappoint! I grabbed her hips and pulled my mouth forward as far as possible making myself deepthroat her this time. That received some very positive commentary from her on the video as she kept a running dialogue of the entire event. I got into a good pace. The cock slid past my lips, into my mouth and down my throat. Then slid out of my throat, past my tongue and then the tip was on my lips.
I was sucking her nicely. My throat had adapted to the pole being pushed into it with each thrust and a good amount of saliva had built up acting as lube. But Beth wanted to put on a show for the camera, so she grabbed my head again and began thrusting. She was going all the way in each time, but was moving much faster. She was fucking my face. Saliva was flowing freely and I was drooling out of the sides of my mouth from her fucking. I felt so depraved and I loved it! Finally, Beth slammed her cock home into the back of my throat and instead of pulling back out as I expected, she left the member choking me. My eyes were bugging out of my head as I looked up at her, pleading her with my eyes to take it out and let me breath again. Beth loved it and she told the camera so. At last, she pulled the cock from my throat and my mouth completely. I gasped for air deeply, inhaling as much as possible!
Beth again turned the camera on herself saying, “Now THAT, my friends, is how you suck a cock! I hope you enjoyed watching my slut Patrick blow me!” And she turned the camera off.
“We need two things now,” declared Beth. “First, we need to find a web site to post this video and two, to record more!” And she bent over, kissed me deeply on the lips, and walked out of my bedroom to my computer, leaving me still on my knees. I couldn’t wait for more!
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Jessica Part 8 the Blue Bird Story
We’d started talking about doing this, and even started on the costume, but a couple of weeks ago Jess announced that she was pregnant. So, it looks like we’ll take a little break, at least from the wilder sex that we’ve been having, and groups of more than three, for now. On the other hand, she encouraged me to write down what I thought might happen when we go ahead with this fantasy, so here it is. I’ll work on a couple of other things, but there won’t be other Jessica stories until she has the baby early next year and is ready for things more worth sharing again. I just hope we don’t have to explain a blue-eyed baby, Jess just smiles when I ask.
Reality Jump – Chapter 7
I would like to thank everyone that has gave the time of day to read my past chapters and put up a comment on them, I read every one and take it into account on how I write this story. Again this is a chapter with no sex in it, so it’s just another long chapter with a bit of action and letting people know whats going on. The vampire thing was a readers suggestion, he sent me a PM through the site and asked if I could make the main character one so I did, if you have any suggestions of pointers for me on what you would like to read in my stories I will work them all in as best to my ability. So wither send me a PM over the site or leave them in the comments, I will read it.
Charles and the other walked down the path to the two giant doors that lead to the connecting bridge. Charles opened the door only to be blasted back by a whoosh of air knocking him and everyone else down to the ground in a jumbled mess.
“And what do you think you are doing?” Charles looked up and saw Lewis standing there folding his giant wings back up.
“Perfect, now I don’t have to track you down.” Charles said getting to his feet. Lewis crackled as he saw Charles get up and brush himself off.
“Didn’t little Cecilia tell you what we would do if you leave here?”
“She did.” Charles said pulling out one of his jackals. “Now can you imagine what I will do to you if you touch her?”
“Enough talking!” Charles turned to see Beth kneeling on the ground, her rifle raised and pointed in their general direction. “Just die and go to hell!” Beth took aim for Lewis and pulled the trigger, the bullet went whizzing past Charles head and hit Lewis in the chest. Lewis cried out and jumped into the air taking flight, Jessica pulled out her revolvers and shot up at Lewis along with Beth. The rest of the girls took out their weapons and readied them as Lewis plunged back down to the earth right at the girls. “Shit!” Beth said slamming home a fresh magazine. “It isn’t even flinching!”
“Aim for its eyes!” Jessica said taking him with one of her revolvers. “If we hit it there it should fly off.” Beth took aim at Lewis’s eyes and let off another volley of bullets directed at his head. Lewis reacted to the bullets as if they were cotton balls, he folded his wings into his body and went into a full speed dive towards the girls. Charles drew a jackal from his jacket (Will make so much more sense if you read the last part of the previous chapter) and fired off one shot at Lewis, the bullet hit him in the chest and knocked him out of the air and away from the girls. Lewis crashed into the mansion smashing through the upper story and into a room. The girls looked over at Charles and saw him standing there with his back towards them holding a giant handgun that was still smoking.
Lewis squawked as he jumped from the mansion to the ground, blood dripping down his chest from the bullet wound he had received. “Get back!” Ashley said holding her giant sword out in front of her. Lewis kept on approaching not even bothering to look at Ashley. When he was within striking range Ashley took a swing with her sword, Lewis caught it in his beak and snapped it in half. The girls then dodged out of the way as he made his way over to Charles who was still facing the gates.
“You will suffer for the hole you put in me!” Lewis yelled as he was right behind Charles, he pecked downwards at Charles with the speed of a wood pecker only to hit the ground. “DIE YOU SON OF A BITCH!” Lewis screamed at Charles as light shined out from him. A huge flash emitted from Lewis blinding the girls, when they got their senses back they no longer saw a giant bird fighting Charles, but a man with a sword. This man stood a menacing 7 feet tall and looked like a heavy weight muscle builder. He had burnt orange hair that went straight up a good 2 feet. His eyes were completely white and glowed as he attacked Charles with a 7 foot broad sword. Charles drew his katana and deflected the sword and cut right through it.
Lewis through the rest of the sword at Charles and sprinted towards the girls. Charles deflected the sword handle looked around trying to find Lewis. He saw Lewis holding Madison around the neck putting one of her daggers to her throat. “Let me go!” Madison shouted as she tried to get out of his arms.
“You’re my shield little girl,” Lewis said pressing the blade to her throat. “And if you move much more I will cut your head off.” Madison stopped struggling right away and watched as Charles slowly walked towards them, gun drawn and pointed directly at Lewis. “Don’t even think of taking another step closer or she loses her head!” Lewis said pressing the knife harder into Madison throat and drawing blood this time. Charles stopped where he was and took a step backwards, Lewis took the knife away from Madison’s throat. “Good, now drop your-” *KA-BLAM* Lewis lost arm holding the knife by the shoulder and fell back to the ground.
“Don’t even think that I would have let you go after that.” Charles said walking up to Lewis keeping the gun trained on him.
“Even if you kill me I’ll just come back, and next time I’ll bring others with me!”
“No you won’t,” Charles said putting his sword to Lewis’s throat. “This sword takes souls and sends them to death himself, you will never come back again.” Charles looked into Lewis’s eyes and saw fear in the endless white pits. “Goodbye.” Charles then thrust the sword up through Lewis’s Jaw and right through his skull splitting it. A white ball of light then rose out of Lewis’s chest and floated over to the skull hanging on the sword, the skull then came alive and chomped down onto the ball of light taking a chunk out of it and chewing it. When it was finished eating the soul the skull went back to normal and Charles put the sword back into its sheath. He turned around and was put face to face with Madison.
“He could have killed me!” She said slapping Charles. “What if you missed? He would have cut my head off!” She slapped Charles again across the face. “Vampires die if you cut their heads off you idiot!” She raised her hand again to slap Charles only to have him catch it and hold it there. He looked her in the eye making her back down.
“This was only the tip of the sword.” Charles said releasing Madison’s wrist. “If you still want to come with me fine, but you had better get your shit together because he was nothing compared to the others we will be fighting.” Charles walked past the girls and headed for the gate. “I’ll get you all new weapons so you’re not so useless next time.” Charles said walking through the gates.
The girls stood there looking between one another. Beth slung her rifle over her back and followed Charles with Cecilia right behind her.
“What do you want to do?” Jessica asked looking over at Madison.
“You saw what that thing did to us.” Madison said looking over at Lewis’s dead body. “Just think how much power we would get from drinking him up!” Madison said walking over to Lewis’s body and kneeling down to it. Jessica, Amy and Ashley smiled and walked over and knelt down next to Madison. They all bit down into Lewis and sucked out the remaining blood from his body, as soon as the blood hit their tongues they felt a rush of power unlike any other, their already impressive powers growing tenfold. They kept drinking and eating Lewis up until there was nothing left of him except a blood stain on the ground.
A voice then sounded off in their heads. “Do you want to gain even more power?” it said as they looked around trying to find where it was coming from. “Go and kill Charles, he will make you grow even more than I did.” The voice then went away, but it’s words still ringing in the girls ears. They looked at one another and knew what they were all thinking.
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A bit of lore before continuing so you can better understand what’s happening. When a person dies and a vampire sucks out their blood and eats them they gain that persons power, but since Charles had already taken out the soul of Lewis most of that power was already gone. A small fraction was left in him though and that is what the girls eat, and with that small fraction of power Lewis entered their minds and lives on in them all. End of lesson.
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Charles was walking down the bridge with Beth and Cecilia when they were attacked from behind by the other girls. Jessica pinned Beth down sitting on her back holding her arms behind her. Cecilia got her neck snapped and fell to the ground like a rock. Ashley and Amy then both pounced onto Charles bringing him to his feet as he tried to struggle out of their grasp. “Well well, well. Look at who’s on his knees now!” Madison said walking up to Charles with her knives in her hands. “Your blood is ours!” She brought her arms back and dug both knives into his chest making him spit up blood.
“NOOOOOOOOO!” Beth shouted as she saw Charles fall to the ground, blood coming out of his mouth.
“Let us feast on him!” Madison said taking out her knives and licked the blood off of them. “Mmmmmm, delicious.” Amy and Ashley dropped to their knees, they picked up his arms and started to lick them.
“Not so fast!” Charles said yanking his arms away from the two girls. “You all just made a big mistake.” Charles twisted on the ground kicking Amy and Ashley in the head and getting to his feet. He drew both of his jackals and shot off at Madison tearing her apart. Amy leaped at him only to get a still smoking barrel put into her mouth and the back of her head blown off. He then pointed the other gun at Jessica and blew her off of Beth. Ashley by this time had picked up Cecilia’s body and held her up like a shield.
“Wait!” She said as she saw Charles turn to her. “Don’t shoot!”
Charles raised his gun and pointed it at her. “Fool.” He said pulling the trigger, the bullet went through Cecilia’s chest and blew a hole right through Ashley’s chest. Charles put away both of his guns and drew his sword, he walked over to Madison and looked down at her messed up body, holes the size of basket ball’s riddled her body, her right leg was missing from the knee while the left one was missing a good chunk from it, her chest looked like Swiss cheese and her left arm was missing completely. Charles stabbed the sword through her head then walked over to Amy’s and Ashley’s bodies. Three balls of light floated up out of their bodies and went over to the skull on the end of the sword where they were eaten by it. “You okay?” Charles said looking over at Beth.
She was about to speak when Jessica leapt at Charles mouth open showing off rows of fangs. Charles punched her in the face breaking it then sliced her in half with his sword. He looked back at Beth and saw her looking like she was about to have a break down. “Are you okay?” Charles said putting his sword back into its sheath while the skull chewed on the last soul. Beth was wide eyed and looked around at her dead friends bodies. She fell to her knees with tears pouring out of her eyes. Charles rushed over to her and held her to his body. She threw her arms around his neck and let loose the flood gates.
“Why would they do this?” She sobbed holding onto Charles tighter and tighter.
“I don’t know,” Charles said holding her closer to him. “I don’t know.”
Charles held Beth in his arms and looked around, Jessica’s body was split in half, both of her sides leaking organs and blood. Madison’s body looked like it went through a blender. Amy’s looked alright for the most part if you got over the fact she no longer had a head, same with Ashley only thing it was missing it’s abdomen. Charles then looked over at Cecilia’s body, the head was twisted around and she had a hole right through her chest where he shot through her to hit Ashley.
Charles and Beth then heard people coming down towards them, it looked like the entire school had woken up and was headed for them, lanterns swinging and people chattering.
“Oh my GOD!” A student screamed when they were close enough to see Charles cradling Beth, bodies littered around them. The headmaster came up to Charles and ordered him to explain what had happened.
Before he even opened his mouth Alex came forward saying “It’s obvious isn’t it? Him and that other monster slaughtered their own kind!” Alex drew his wand and pointed it at Charles and Beth. “I say we kill them before they come after us, the blood thirsty demons!” A few other students came forward and pointed their wands at Charles and Beth. The headmaster just stood out of the way, mouth open looking at the bodies of the dead girls littered around the bridge.
“How far of drop is it?” Charles whispered into Beth’s ear.
“What?” Beth said tilting her head up and looking into Charles eyes.
“How much of a drop is it over the edge of the bridge?” He asked again not taking his eyes off the students with their wands pointed at them.
“About 80 feet into a lake.” Beth said understanding what he was saying now.
“Trust me then.” Charles said moving one of his arms under her butt.
“For the students you have killed!” Alex shouted casting his wand. Charles scooped up Beth in his arms and leapt out of the war of the first magic bolt, the other students started cast theirs’ creating a barrage of purple bolts flying towards Charles and Beth. Charles held Beth close to him as he ran for the edge and jumped off of it into the air. “Don’t let them escape!” The students closest to the side of the of the bridge leaned over the edge and casted more spells down the side into the water.
Charles saw the water coming up to meet them, he twisted himself with Beth in his arms so they went feet first into the lake. They sank down another 30 feet into the water before they started to float back up. Charles released Beth and pushed her up towards the surface following her closely. As they surfaced they were faced with numerous bolts of magic of all colors streaming down onto the them lighting up the water and making them easy targets. “Swim!” Charles shouted pulling Beth along with him as he swam for the shore. They were 20 yards from the shore when they landed in the water, by the time they made it to the shore they were soaked and running on adrenaline as magic kept on raining down on them. “Return fire!” Charles yelled at Beth as he drew both of his jackals and started firing back at the students. Beth went to a knee and took a bead on the students and opened fire on them along with Charles. Screams were heard from the bridge as students were hit and fell over the edge into the water, but they never let up on casting at Beth and Charles.
“Last mag!” Beth yelled as she slammed home a fresh magazine into her gun and cocked it.
“Bug out.” Charles said tapping Beth’s shoulder. She stood up and ran into the woods 30 feet, she then went prone and yelled at Charles.
“Get back here!” Charles started to walk backwards into the woods as he kept up the barrage of bullets against the barrage of magic coming from the bridge. When he got to where Beth was he stopped shooting and crouched down next to her.
“Where’s the nearest town?” He asked watching as she fired off bullet after bullet.
“North of here, about 10 miles,” Beth said taking aim, pulling the trigger and repeating. “I’m dry.” Beth said as she fired off her last bullet.
“Let’s get moving then, we can get there by morning if we go quick.” Charles said helping Beth up.
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“Lewis has fallen again.” A man said sitting down at a long conference table.
“He will just come back here and complain on how conditions weren’t in his favor again,”
“HE’S DEAD DEAD!” The first man yelled cutting off the second one.
“What do you mean dead dead Roger? We can’t die!”
“Someone eat his soul Sir Edward, he will never come back.” Roger said putting his head into hands.
“Who could eat a soul? We are the rulers over life and death!” Edward said leaning back into his chair.
“We are not.” Another man said walking into the room and sitting at the head of the table. “There is one who even tops me.”
“High Lord Leroy!” Roger said standing up and bowing followed by the other 28 men seated around the table.
“Who is this that even has greater rule than you my lord?” Edward asked sitting back down.
“Why it is death himself, showing himself once again to challenge us.” Leroy said leaning back in his chair and looking up at the ceiling shaded a dark blue. “He has few agents anymore in the real planes, but those that he has are skilful enough to even challenge most of us.”
“So you think that Lewis was defeated by one of these agents?” A man asked sitting up in his chair.
“Yes, and I think that we should pay closer attention to our puppet in that world right now. Knowing Death he will have already sent out this agent to collect his soul.”
“But that man is a true immortal, no weapon but our own will be able to bring harm to him.” Said yet another man looking down the table towards Leroy.
“Our weapons were made by Death himself, and when his agents go out searching for strong souls they carry the same weapons. Our man is in great danger.” Leroy leaned towards the table and clasped his hands together. “We must tell him to watch himself for that other immortal we made into a vampire recently, for I think that is who Deaths agent is.”
“I will tell him myself High Lord Leroy!” Roger said standing up and saluting. “It would be an honor!”
“Very well. Just be careful of that agent, he’s already destroyed Lewis.” Leroy said as Roger turned and walked for a door.
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Charles and Beth made their way through the woods until they reached a road. “If we take this road we should hit Kindrel by day break.” Beth said looking up and down the road.
“Right, let’s get moving then.” Charles said walking up the road with Beth close by him.
“…..Do you really plan on killing the leader of the Iscariot Knights?” Beth asked Charles after a couple hours of walking.
“Yes.” Charles said flatly. Beth bowed her head as thoughts ran through her head.
“But why?” She finally asked looking up again. “Why would you put yourself through that much trouble?”
“Because my father has asked me to retrieve his soul for him,” Charles looked over to see Beth open her mouth to ask another question. “My father is Death himself, I am one of his few remaining children left alive able to do the job of collecting souls for him.” Charles said cutting Beth off. “Those small balls of light that came out of every one’s body back on the bridge were their souls. I draw them out by stabbing them with his.” Charles held up his katana. “Made by Death himself from other powerful souls, same with the handguns I use and the dagger I have.”
“So who was that bird?”
“His name was Lewis and he was on the council of powers. This council likes to think that they rule over everything and that they are immortal, but really there is just one true immortal in existence and that would be death himself, he has been here since the first life, waiting for it to die so he could look after its soul.”
“So how are you his son then?” Beth asked looking up at Charles.
“I’m not technically his son, he came to me when I died from being shot in the back by the other child soldiers on that mission I told you about. He came to me to take and look after my soul to find it already gone, he then presented this life to me, I accepted and since then I have been killing for him and giving him the souls of those that I kill.”
“How many do you think you have killed?”
“2,384,375. He’s kept track for me.” Charles said walking down the path.
Beth froze in place and looked around.
“What is it?” Charles asked stopping and turning to look at her.
“They’ve sent out carriages, we need to get off the path right now!” She said looking behind them. Sure enough Charles head a carriage coming down the road, horses neighing as they were pushed hard to make the carriage go faster. Beth went to one side of the road and went prone behind a tree. Charles did the same on the other side of the path but threw leaves over himself. They waited as they heard the carriage become louder and louder until they finally saw it. It looked to be a stage coach being pulled for a 8 horse team. When they got within 100 yards Beth came out from behind the tree and stood in the road, the driver pulled hard on the reigns making the horses neigh in protest as they slowed down. When he stopped the drive hopped down from the carriage and walked over to Beth and took a knee.
“Miss Jenkins!” He said taking her hand and kissing it. “Your escape has come!”
“Charles you can come out, this is my own personal driver.” Beth said as the driver got up and opened a door for her. Charles arose from the forest floor out from under the shell of leaves he had made over himself and walked over to the other side of the carriage where he got in.
“Where to Miss?” The driver asked as he climbed up to his seat and picked up the reigns.
“Kindrel, I need a place to rest for the day ahead.” Beth said poking her head out of the window.
“Kindrel it is, we’ll be there before sunrise.” The drive snapped the reigns making the horses begin moving again until they were at a full run. Charles and Beth sat in the stage coach not saying a word to each other until they came into the town of Kindrel. When they came in Beth leaned over to Charles and said. “There’s something you need to know about Kindrel before we get out.” She said grabbing Charles arm.
The door to the carriage burst open with a man and a woman standing there. The woman pulled Beth out of the carriage and held her tight in a hug saying her name over and over again.
“Hi mom.” Beth said hugging the woman back.
“What? No hug for your dear old dad?” said the man opening his arms.
“Hi daddy.” Beth said hugging the man.
“What brings you home so soon? You don’t have another break from school for almost a month!” Beth’s mother said looking at her daughter who was still in a bear hug from her father.
“Certain things have come up Mrs. Jenkins.” The driver said getting down from his seat. “I’m afraid that your daughter had to shoot her way out of the school while being attacked by the other students.”
“Why? What happened Bethany?” Asked her father looking down at her.
“The other girls there tried to kill me and almost did but I was saved by him.” Beth pointed at the carriage. Her father and mother looked in and just saw an empty cabin.
“Who dear?” Her mother asked. “There’s no one there.”
“She must be referring to the young man that joined her in the carriage,” The driver said. “I think his name was Charles.”
“Well where is he? I would like to talk to him.”
“I don’t know Mr. Jenkins, but I’ll start looking for him right away.”
“Thank you Elroy, bring him to the house when you find him.”
Elroy (The Driver) bowed to Mr. Jenkins and walked into town looking for Charles.
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After Beth was pulled out of the carriage and put into a hug Charles slipped out the other side and made his way over to a store front. There he walked along the sidewalk and ducked into an ally between two stores. In the ally way he climbed up the side of one of the stores to the roof where he took out his sword and tapped the onyx skull with his finger. The birds that were taking flight slowed to a halt in midair as the world went into shades of grey a black mist started to form in front of Charles. Out of the mist came the tall dark figure with the scythe and set of scales.
“I have a few souls for you.” Charles said unsnapping the skull from the chain and handing it over.
“Thank you,” The figure said putting the skull on his scales. “And I have that new rifle that you were going to ask me to make.” He hung the scales on his scythe, he reached into his black cloak and handed over a long black duffle bag. Charles took the duffle, put it on the ground and undid the zipper. Inside was a black PTRS-41(It’s a real gun if you want to look it up) and down the barrel were silver words saying ‘Death From Hands Unknown’.
“Hell of a gun,” Charles said lifting it out of the bag. “What kind of rounds does it shoot?”
“Explosive iridium, incendiary iridium, armor piercing iridium, and regular iridium, the magazines on it automatically refill themselves after a minuet but like the real one, they only fit 5 rounds each.” The figure placed his scythe standing up and floated over to Charles who was holding the gun up to his shoulder and looking down the sites. “It has a range of 3000 meters on it so range isn’t going to be a problem for you. I’ve also beefed up the material on it so it weighs around 60kilos unloaded.”
“It’s not for me.” Charles said putting the rifle back in the bag.
“Oh I know, you want that girl to help you but her rifle wasn’t going to cut it.” The figure floated back over to his scythe and picked it up. “The souls name is Alexander, use him well.” Charles nodded to the figures back and watched as it disappeared in mist. The worlds color came back and the birds flew off. Charles looked over the edge of the building and saw Beth’s driver looking around for him on the streets. Charles picked up the duffle bag and put it on his back like a backpack, he then walked over to the side of the building from where he climbed up and jumped down into the ally. He walked out onto the street and made his way in the opposite direction from Beth’s drive and walked into an Inn named ‘Ye Old Drinks’.
The inn was like any other, bar/food area on the first floor with a stair case leading up to where the rooms were. The place was bustling with people that looked to live on the rougher side of the world. Charles went over to the bar and sat down at an open stool and waited for the bartender to come over to him.
“Well I’ll be damned!” The man said looking at Charles. “If it isn’t the man that saved my ass!” Charles looked up to see a towering black man staring back at him with his hand out.
“Hello Mike.” Charles said shaking the hand. “How’ve you been since last?”
“Better, kept to my own business.” Mike said gesturing to the room full of people. “What about you?”
“Well I got attacked and thrown out of that school for good now.” Charles said taking a mug of beer that was given to him. “Met up with a different girl and came into town with her.”
“Who’s this Mike?” A man asked walking up to the bar and putting down a half empty mug.
“This is that guy that I was talking about earlier, the one that saved me an’ the others from the school dungeons.”
“Aw, get this man a beer than!” The man bellowed out turning around and addressing the room. “He everyone, the hero of our beloved bartender just strolled in!” Everyone raised their mugs into the air and cheered at Charles.
“Lively place ya got here.” Charles said putting the mug to his lips and taking a swig.
“Yeah, it’s a good place.” Mike said as he picked up a mug and polished it with a rag tied to his belt. “So do you need a place to stay with your girl tonight?”
“For me yeah, her parents are putting her up.” Charles said wiping foam from his mouth.
“Oh she’s got folks here? What’s her name, I might now her.”
“Beth Jenkins.” Charles said rolling his shoulders.
“Well I’ll be, little Beth came back to town.” Mike said cracking a smile. “Her old man founded this place a couple hundred years ago you know.”
“So I take it you know about them all being…”
“Vampires? Yeah, everyone that lives in town knows, same with the merchants. They’re a decent bunch of people, real nice to everyone in town and don’t make it hard on us all like most royals.” The door opened and in the doorway was Beth’s driver, everyone in the bar cheered as he came in. “Elroy, come by for a drink tonight?” Mike asked setting out a shot glass.
“Not tonight, looked for a man named Charles, you see him anywhere?” Elroy asked as he walked up to the bar and sat next to Charles.
“Yeah, you’re sitting next to him.” Mike said filling the glass and sliding it towards Elroy. “First drinks on me, just heard the news that the little Jenkins just came back.”
“Thank you.” Elroy said drinking the shot, he then turned and said to Charles. “The lord of the town wishes to speak with you, there’s a carriage waiting for you outside.”
“We’ll talk later.” Charles said to Mike who simply nodded. Charles got up and walked for the door. Outside was a small carriage waiting for him. Charles got in the back and sat down while the driver drove them up a road. Charles watched as they went through the town, the sun was just now starting to come up and shops were starting to open their doors. They rode out of town and up a path to a large estate. The driver steered the horses up a circle drive and stopped at the front doors where a maid was waiting.
“This way please.” The old woman said gesturing Charles inside. She lead Charles down a hallway and into a library. “The lord will meet you soon.” The maid said backing out of the room and closing the doors. Charles was left in the room alone unsure of what was coming to meet him. He wasn’t afraid of Beth’s father, he already knew that he could kill him in a matter of seconds. Charles quickly chased those thoughts out of his mind. He stood in the middle of the room, hands in his pockets looking around at the shelves of books lining the walls. He waited there in the middle of the room for a good ten minutes until a man walked into the room wearing an outfit right out of the Victorian era.
“You must be Charles.” The man said holding out his hand. Charles took the hand and shook it looking at the man. “It’s pleasure to meet you young man.”
“Likewise sir.” Charles said releasing the man’s hand.
“So my daughter says that you can explain to me why she can no longer show her face at Ouran Academy.” The man said sitting down behind a desk.
“We were attacked by a power named Lewis. After killing him and taking his soul we took to the bridge leading out of the school. We then got attacked by the other vampire students, I killed them all only to have the school come down and accuse both Beth and me of killing everyone in cold blood. They started to attack us so I jumped off a bridge with your daughter in my arms into a lake. The students were still attacking us so we swam to shore and returned fire. After your daughter ran out of bullets we made our way through the forest surrounding the school and met your driver, Elroy, on the path leading to here.”
“Hmm, this does bring to light some odd situations now.” Beth’s father said leaning back into his chair.
“If you don’t mind my asking, what?”
“Well the council here has been on talking terms with the council of powers. You killing one of them is sure to spark up some conflict.” He then got up from his chair and walked over to Charles. “Tell me, what do you plan on doing now?”
“My father has asked for the soul of the leader of the Iscariot Knights.” Charles said walking over to a couch and laying the duffle on it.
“And who would your father be?” Beth’s father asked as he saw the couch creak from the weight put on it.
“Not sure what you would call him here, but from where I came from one popular name for him was the grim reaper.” Charles said taking a seat on a chair and looking at Beth’s father. His face went an even paler shade then it was as he looked over at Charles.
“You’re one of ‘his’?” He said taking a step back, total fear overcoming him.
“So you do know of him! Good.” Charles said crossing his legs and propping his sword up showing off the skull on the end of the chain.
“So that is one of his?” Beth’s father asked looking at the swords handle and getting behind his desk.
“Along with these,” Charles drew both of his jackals and put them on his lap. “And this,” Charles took out the dagger hidden up his sleeve. “Also the thing in the bag, but that’s for your daughter.”
“Well it seems that we might have a chance at surviving the damn council then if you’re here.” Beth’s father said sitting down in the chair behind his desk and lit up a cigar. “When are you leaving?” He asked tossing Charles a cigar along with a match.
“As soon as you give your daughter permission to come with me.” Charles said lighting up.
“What’s my daughter have to do with this?” He asked looking over at Charles.
“She’s a good shot and I need that, I’ll keep her safer if you’re worried about her.”
Beth’s father reached for an old phone and put it to his ear, “Yes, send my daughter in please, thank you.” He put the phone down and looked over at Charles. “She’s quite a free spirit so I’ll let her decide her own fate.”
Half a cigar later Beth came walking into the room still dressed in her mustard uniform. “Yes daddy?” She said walking over to him.
“Do you want to continue to travel with this young man and help him out on his quest?” Her father asked looking at his daughter.
“If it’s alright with you, someone needs to point him in the right direction.” She said looking at her father sitting in his chair and smoking his cigar.
“Then you have my permission.” He said getting up and hugging his daughter tightly. He let her go and looked over at Charles. “You keep her safe like you said.” Charles nodded at him stubbed out his cigar in the tray on the desk.
“You have my word.” Charles said looking Beth’s father in the eye. “Let’s get going Beth.” Charles said walking over to ht duffle and putting it back on his back.
They both walked out of library and out the doors of the house. As they walked down the path they saw Elroy drive up to them in the carriage and pull out a crossbow. “I’m sorry Miss Jenkins.” He said aiming it at Charles and pulling the trigger. Charles grabbed the bolts in midair and crushed them in his hand then disappeared.
“What the hell Elroy!” Beth screamed looking at her driver get down from his seat and look around.
“Where is he?” Elroy asked, crossbow held at the ready with a new bolt loaded. Elroy turned around and felt a sharp point go through him, he looked down and saw a sword sticking out of his chest dripping with blood.
“Go to your true master scum.” Charles said pressing one of his jackals to the back of Elroy’s head, he then pulled the trigger making the head explode in a red mist killing Elroy instantly.
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“Holy shit,” Yelled a man looking at a giant screen filling an entire wall. “He killed Roger like he was nothing!”
“I think we have been underestimating this guy!” Another man said looking around the room at the other men sitting around a table. “I will go down and end-”
“No!” Leroy said from the head of the long table, the other men looked over at him. “We will let our pawn in that world deal with him. Send him more power, make him stronger than Roger and give him new weapons. Make sure he is ready for this guy.” A man got up from the table and bowed.
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“You just killed Elroy!” Beth screamed looking at Charles still holding the dead body up on his sword.
“He pulled a weapon on me!” Charles said dropping the body.
“You didn’t have to kill him though!”
“Ok, I’ll try to take that into consideration the next time someone shoots a crossbow at me.” Charles put his sword back in its sheath and walked over to Beth. “We need to get going alright, I’m sorry for killing your driver but like I said, he shot at me first.” Charles was going to keep on talking when the mansion behind him exploded blowing him and Beth flying out into the front yard. Charles looked at the broken down mansion and saw one man standing in the middle of it with a sword to Beth’s father’s throat.
“NOOOOOOOOOO!” Beth screamed as she saw the man lop off her father’s head. She started running at the man in the mansion screaming at him. He turned to look at her and charged at her. Charles slung the duffle bag still on his back to the ground and picked up the sniper, he took aim at the man and let off a shot. The man put his sword in front of him to deflect the bullet only to be blown backwards with his sword in pieces. Charles then ran full speed towards the guy with the sniper still in his hands, when he was 100 feet away Charles jumped into the air soaring up a good 50 feet, took aim at the man again and shot. The man rolled to his left as the ground where he was exploded from the explosive round Charles shot at him. Charles landed on the ground right in front of him and shoved the barrel of the rifle into his mouth and pulled the trigger. The man went flying backwards from the force of the shot, his head and half of his chest blown completely off by the force of the shot.
Beth reached her father’s dead corps and held it to her crying. Tears running down her face and trickling onto the headless body she held. Charles came over and took out his sword, put it through her father’s heart then took it out again.
“This way his soul will have peace.” Charles said to Beth who was looking at him like he was a monster. Sure enough a ball of light came out of his severed neck and floated over to the skull hanging from the swords handle. “Get up, we need to get going before another Iscariot Knight comes our way.” Charles said picking up Beth and walking back over to the duffle. There he unloaded the other three magazines and handed them to Beth. “Strap these to you, they are your ammunition for your gun.”
“What gun?” Beth asked taking the 3 magazines.
“This one,” Charles said handing her the sniper. “You may want to load the regular shot into is instead of keeping the explosive rounds locked and loaded.”
“Where are you getting all of these?” Beth asked picking up the sniper and slapping home the fresh magazine. “I mean, guns aren’t really that popular and most people don’t know what they are when you show them one. I mean we have magic so bullets aren’t all that useful half the time, so where are you getting these things?”
“Let’s just say I know a guy that makes them and leave it at that.” Beth looked down at Charles as he folded up the duffle into a small bag and put it in the inside of his jacket. She just couldn’t read him, one minute he is a great guy to talk to, the next second he’s cold, distant and kills people with efficiency unknown to others.
“Who’s the guy? I would like to meet him.”
“No you wouldn’t.” Charles said standing up and dusting off his pants legs.
“Why?”
“Because he only talks to dead people with no souls.” Charles turned and started walking down the path towards a forest.
“And who says I have a soul? I’m a vampire and suck peoples blood, you’re also a vampire so-” Beth said following in behind Charles.
“I am not a vampire.” Charles said as he kept on walking along a dirt path into the middle of the forest.
“Yes you are, you have the fangs, the speed, the strength and the charisma of one.”
“But my eyes are still that of a killer not a hunter.” Charles said turning around and looking directly into Beth’s eyes. “Tell me, with eyes like yours that sense how much life a person has left in them do I have any left in me?” Beth stared into Charles eyes expecting to see that all too familiar loop representing a person’s life.
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EXTRA CREDIT TIME! A vampire can look at a person and see what type of person they are, male or female, good or evil, human, elf, troll, orc, part this part that. Now when they look into someone’s eyes they see an incomplete loop even in other vampires. When the loop’s ends meet it means the person is dead, when a vampire sucks the blood of someone they simply rewind that loop. END OF EXTRA CREDIT!
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As she stared into Charles eyes she only saw his grey eyes looking back at her, no loop at all.
“The loop that you see in a living person’s eye is their soul, it’s incomplete until the end of that person’s life, when that time comes death himself comes down to collect it and keep it safe from demons. These demons are always present and wait around a person until they die to eat their tasty soul, but with death and his children like me saving those souls from the mouths of the demons they get hungry and end up having to feed on incomplete souls. Such a demon fed mine when I was only 4 years old leaving nothing behind and leaving me with these eyes. Dead and soulless. When this happens Death himself asks that person if they would like to die or become one of his children. If the person asks to die Death simply kills them on the spot making it look like natural causes that any doctor or scientist can see. But in my case he never found me until my body died by itself when I shot in the back by my own comrades. He came down and asked me if I wanted to keep on living as his child, I accepted and since then I have been giving him the souls of those that I kill.”
“So you what does being Deaths child have to do with you not being a vampire?”
“A perk so to speak from being Deaths child is that I can’t be cursed. I draw certain things from those curses if I can. In the case of the vampirec curse I got everything positive, the strength, the speed, the charisma and best of all the immortality through time.”
“But we need blood to stay immortal.”
“And that would be considered a bad thing from the curse so I don’t have to follow it.” Charles turned around and walked down the path to stop again and look to his left. Standing there was a man in white armor, a full metal helm covering his face.
“About time you got here, now just lie down and let me kill you stupid vampires.”
“Charles, that’s an Iscariot knight.” Beth said tugging at Charles jacket.
“I know babe, just stay back and let me handle him.” Charles said moving so he was in between Beth and the knight in white. “I guess this is the time that I introduce you to my sword.” Charles said pushing his katana out a bit from it’s sheath with his thumb.
“And I guess this is the time that I steal it and kill you with it.”
“I would like to see that.”
“Careful what you wish for boy.” The man said taking a step to the side and disappearing. Charles did the same leaving Beth feeling alone in the middle of the forest. She screamed out as she saw two swords grinding against each other right in her face just to disappear a second later. She fell to her butt looking around her at the forest, every couple of seconds she saw Charles and the Iscariot knight appear up in a tree one moment grinding swords then to vanish only to re-appear next to her. Tree’s started falling down around he looking like they had been cut right through in a single swipe.
“You are amazing!” Said the man as he appeared 5 feet to Beth’s left, sword pointed down toward the ground.
“Same to you, your speed is amazing for a non powered creature!” Charles said as she stood right next to Beth making her jump when he spoke.
“It’s too bad that I have to kill you, I wish to play a little longer.” The man then appeared right next to Beth, sword grinding against Charles.
“Then I guess I should use the sharp side of my sword then.” Charles twisted his hands and cut right through the other mans sword and right through his right arm filleting it right down the middle up to the elbow. The man fell to the ground holding his arm as the two sides flopped around. “Rest in peace now.” Charles said as he walked behind the man so Beth could see him and thrust his sword through the man’s chest. The man didn’t let out a cry in pain even through all of this, he simple let out a sigh as he felt the sword pass through his heart. The man’s soul then flouted out from under the helmet and into the skull.
“The fuck just happened!?” Beth asked getting up and looking at Charles who was taking his sword out of the man.
“He I imagine,” Charles tapped the dead man’s helmet. “Was a mere pawn of the Iscariot Knights, nothing in respect to power but he was still very skilled.”
“Not that,” Beth said walking up to the dead man and looking at him. “I was talking about the whole disappearing then reappearing thing you guys did!” Beth said looking up at Charles who was standing tall.
“Oh that!” Charles said giving a slight laugh. “That was called a flash fight. We broke the laws of physics to do it, so no, you can’t do it.” Charles said holding his hand out for Beth.
“And why not?” Beth asked taking Charles’s hand and getting to her feet. “I’m a vampire so I should be able to do whatever you can.”
“You can’t do it because it would rip your body apart.” Charles said looking at Beth. They then heard a thunderous boom above them making several trees crack and fall around them. Charles and Beth looked up and saw the sky splitting apart as glowing white figures descended from the heavens.
“What the fuck?” Beth said gazing skywards.
“Fuck,” Charles said pulling out both his jackals and aiming them at the massive army of white glowing figures coming towards them. “Don’t just sit there and gawk, open fire on them!” Charles said blasting round after round into the sky. Beth snapped out of her trance and raised her rifle towards the sky and let loose a barrage of sniper bullets at the glowing figures. The figures hit from the bullets fell from the sky but it seemed hopeless as when one fell another 7 took its place.
“The fuck are they?” Beth asked switching magazines as one ran dry.
“Angels, fucking goddamned angels!” Charles said dumping his clips and reloading new ones. Angels hit the ground, some as dead bodies the others alive and charging towards Charles and Beth. “Stay back and give me fire support!” Charles said tossing Beth one of his jackals and drawing his sword. “If any get close to you send them back to heaven in pieces!” Charles ran at the charging angels and met them head on. Beth dropped another magazine and put in the explosive mag.
Time went to a crawl around her, the color draining from it as she looked around. The sky went black, the ground went gray, the trees went from brown to white. A dark figure then appeared in front of the angels and started walking towards Beth. She screamed as she saw it and unleashed all five rounds into the figure, they went about 3 feet out of the barrel then slowed to a stop in mid air.
“Don’t bother trying that,” She heard a voice call out to her. “Nothing can kill me so it’s really rather useless.” Beth dropped her sniper and picked up the jackal Charles gave her, she saw the words along the barrel saying ‘And Dead You Will Stay’ She tried to pull the trigger but found it to not budge, she looked around the gun for a safety on it but found none. She slid the slide back and saw a round go into the firing chamber. She took aim again but didn’t see the dark figure any more. “It doesn’t work because you’re trying to kill its maker.” The voice said behind Beth. She spun around and felt weak in her knees as she saw the figure up close. Fear got the better of her and she fell to her knees in terror.
“W-w-wh-what a-a-are y-you?” Beth asked looking at the dark hooded figure holding a scythe and a set of scales.
“His father.” The figure said digging the scythe’s handle into the ground and hung the scales on it. “No doubt he’s told you about me!” The figure sat down in front of Beth Indian style.
“You are death?” Beth said feeling a bit better around this strange being for some reason. Fear was still in her mind but something else had come over her, a soothing peace.
“Yes I am.” The figure said nodding his hooded head.
“Why are you here?” Beth asked looking at the figure across from her.
“On a request from one of my daughters,” Death said straitening his back and sitting higher. “She wanted me to ask you if you have any plans for her fianc?
“What?” Beth asked looking at the figure in front of her with a raised eyebrow. “Charles is engaged?”
“Yes,” Death said looking across at Beth. “Her name is Julia, and although she is my daughter and he is my son it’s not incest, it’s just titles that I have given them.”
“Okay…” Beth said looking across at the figure with interest now.
“Any way, she was wondering if you have had any plans for her fianc?nd if she should be worried about him and you.”
“She does know that he banged like 20 people at the school right?”
“Well she knows how things can get out of hand when you are a death child.” The figure said giving out what could only be a chuckle. “But for some reason she is scared that you will try to move in on her man, so she is asking if you had any plans with him.”
“No, I mean yeah I wanted to get laid by him, but no I didn’t have any plans to marry the guy.”
“Ah good, thank you very much!” The figure said getting to his feet and towering over Beth as she was still on the ground. “I think that I should take this, it seems that you aren’t as skillful as Charles thought you were.” The figure said picking up the sniper and putting it on his back. “Also this, he wasn’t supposed to lend this out.” The figure said floating over to Beth taking the jackal out of her hands. “I know this seems mean of me leaving you empty handed but I don’t want an angel getting any of my toys again.” Beth watched as the figure floated back over to his scythe and scales and picked them back up. “Good bye!” With that he was gone and time sped up to normal again, color filling the world again.
Charles sliced the first angle in half and aimed his gun at a second right next to it and blew it’s head off. He spun around slicing open 3 angles leaping at him with arms out. He looked around and saw as he wasn’t getting any support fire from Beth, he looked back and saw her kneeling on the path staring up at the sky. “BETH!” Charles shouted running towards her. An angel descended on her. Charles watched as the angel put its hand on hand on her chest then the other over her face. “BETH!” Charles shouted again blowing holes through 5 more angels that leapt at him with swords. The angel over Beth then turned to Charles and rushed at him, Charles saw its hands red with blood and a dagger in one of them. “NOOO!” He yelled as he ran to meet the angel, as they clashed Charles knew he was dealing with an elite angel as its weapon wasn’t being cut right through by his sword. “What did you do to her!?” Charles yelled as he kept on deflecting hit after hit from the angel.
“Took away her vampire side along with her memories of it. She may now live her life to its fullest.” The angle said jumping back as Charles swiped at it. “But as for you I can’t do anything, I can only lay your body to rest.”
“Go screw yourself!” Charles said whipping out his handgun and blowing three holes through the angel’s chest. The angle let out a scream as it fell to its knees and dissolved. Charles looked behind him and saw the other angels flying up towards heaven as their leader had been slain. Charles ten turned around and ran over to Beth who was still just kneeling there and looking up towards the heavens. “Beth, are you alright?” Charles said shaking her by her shoulders.
“Who are you?” Beth asked looking at Charles with a puzzled look on her face.
“I’m Charles, don’t you remember me?” Charles asked looking into her eyes that were now green instead of crimson.
“Are you my bodyguard that my parents got me?” Beth asked looking around the forest. “Where are we Charles?” She asked as she saw trees that looked cut right through on their sides.
“How old are you?” Charles asked letting go of Beth and sitting back on the ground.
“I turn 16 in like 2 days, my parents should have told you that!”
“Your parents are dead.” Charles said flatly as he reached into his jacket. “I can take you back to the town you were in if you want. I’m sure the people there would take care of you.”
“Daddy and Mommy are…” Beth trailed off with a faraway look in her eyes. Charles took out a cigar from his jacket and lit it with a match. He puffed on it while he waited for Beth to tell him what to do. “Who did that to them? Do you know?” She asked snapping back at Charles.
“I believe it was the Iscariot Knights who took their lives.” Charles said letting out a mouthful of cigar smoke. “I think it best if you were to go back to your town and-”
“I want you to take me to high knight Leeroy, I wish to speak with him and ask him why he has taken away my gift of immortality mere days before I was supposed to become a vampire.” Beth said standing up and brushing off the dirt from her rump.
“There is no way that you are coming with me to the Iscariot Knights.” Charles said getting up and stepping on his cigar putting it out.
“Yes you are. You have to, you are my personal body guard!”
“Hate to break it to you but I am not your body guard, I’m a cold blooded killer seeking the soul of the leader of the Iscariot Knights and anything that gets in the way. Oh and you are really 21 but got your memories wiped by an angel, thought I would tell you that.” Charles turned and walked down the path climbing over a tree that had fallen across it. “Towns the other way, goodbye Ms Jenkins.” Charles said giving her a wave while he walked away. Beth stood there in the middle of the forest in bloody clothing trying to figure out what next to do.
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Summer to remember
She was my best friend, also the love of my life. She was my best
friend’s girlfriend, and one of the most beautiful, sweetest girls
ever. It was back in the end of May when I realized I loved her. We
started engaging in online video chats, and we exchanged our hopes for
the future, what taste in music we had, and what taste we had in a
significant other. So after spending all night on video chat with her,
I finally fessed up that I loved her; she didn’t believe me, but than
I explained it better and she believed me. I really enjoyed spending
my nights with Lacey, and she did too. But I was disappointed when I
didn’t get an, “Oh, Zach I love you too.” I got an “Aw, Zach I’m
flattered, I really like you, but you should’ve asked me out before
Victor.” I couldn’t agree more. It got so frustrating for the both of
us, so we started a secret relationship. We also have in common the
fact we both are going to be away from home this summer, at camp;
she’s a year younger meaning she’s a camper, and I am a counselor. And
camp strictly prohibits camper –counselor relationships, but I know
that she’ll do anything for me, because she’ll love me; I’ll make her
love me.
It was a hot summer day in late June. I was excited to see Lacey, the
tall brunette, blue eyed, perfect in everyway girl I was in love with.
Before today I had an agonizing count down that didn’t seem to be
counting down fast enough. I was excited for camp, my first summer
getting paid, seeing the jerks I was friends with, etc. but I was
mostly excited to see her. Lacey was a gift from God. She had
beautiful brown hair, perfect breasts, and an ass that would put any
African American woman to shame. She is 17, with the body of a 21
yearold, not to mention the habits of one too. I’m about to turn 18,
and the fact that I’m almost an adult makes me feel dominant in
everything that I do. I’m well built, with shaggy blonde hair, green
eyes, and I play the guitar, which made her swoon over me anyway. We
are the perfect pair, yet she doesn’t see it. Why? She will soon, I’ll
make her. There I was standing in front of the rec hall when I saw
her. She had that adoreable grin on her face that sent the blood
rushing everywhere, and I mean everywhere. Her golden hair swished
with every step she took towards me, the coral colored tee highlighted
one of her best features; her boobs, and those white shorts, shit I
love those white shorts. I wanted her right than and there, and I was
so close to just taking her down, but no. It’s not the gentleman thing
to do, and I am indeed a gentleman, in public.
“Zach! Wow it’s so nice to see you in person again!” She hugged me.
Her boobs were crushed against my chest, in this embrace; I loved it.
I could barely speak, I was frozen thinking about what a great summer
I was going to have with her; whether she wanted it or not. I finally
regained a sane train of thought and simply said “Hey Lace, I really
missed you too, you look great.” She noticed me undressing her with my
eyes, I could tell she felt naked, as I looked her down; she blushed,
her cheeks matching the color of her shirt. Afterwards she said she’d
catch me later. Little did she know I’d be “catching” her later; I
started to plan.
My plan consisted of passing a note to one of her friends, Erin, to
give to her. The note was a simple gesture of wanting to catch up, and
where we stood as a couple or as friends, It would also consist of a
time after evening activity and a meeting spot right behind the soccer
fields in the woods; I knew this secret cabin where me and my buddies
drank and smoked last summer. Hopefully she would get the note, look
at me and give me that dynamite smile I love so much. What I would
love even more would be that she would ask too many questions about
being separated away from the rest of the camp, and just show up like
I requested. Than me and her would kiss, and I’d go for more, even
against her will. At this point nothing would stop me from expressing
how I really feel for her; regardless of her boyfriend, and my best
friend.
I saw Erin in the Cafeteria at dinner. “Hey Zach, wow you look great!
How have ya been?” Annoyed, I sharply replied “Thanks, good, here give
this to Lacey… we’ll chat later.” Psh like that’ll ever happen. I saw
Erin walk over to Lacey, and hand her the lined paper. Erin stupidly
pointed to me; because I’m pretty sure I signed my name… what a moron.
I saw Lacey smile wink at me and continue a casual conversation with
her friends. Funny, now that I think about it, I actually had feelings
for Lacey out of that whole group. It’s true that I slept with all of
her friends, but it was just sex. Now with Lacey, it’ll be passionate
love making, on my part.
Evening activity seemed to drag on forever. The annual welcome show
was just ridiculous. I could think of better things to do, like make
love to the girl of my dreams. The girl of my dreams happened to sit
down next to me. She put her hand on my knee, and I felt a stiff
coming on. “Zachie, I really missed you this year, I’m sorry about the
last time I was in Miami, Victor kept me to himself the whole time.” I
didn’t know whether to smack her or kiss her, so smoothly I said,
“Yeah, well Victor might be an animal in the sack, but I’m a God.”
“Let’s not be too modest Zach,” Lacey said sarcastically. I gave her a
play slap on her thigh, leaving a red mark, she rubbed my knee
playfully back. “Hey, Zach, have you talked to Victor since we’ve been
here?” as a matter of fact I did. I hated the kid, because he had the
one thing that I’ve wanted for 2 years. “Yes, I did actually. He told
me to keep an eye on you and make sure you stay out of trouble, and
the arms of another guy.” I’d keep a promise to Victor alright, I’d
keep my eye on her, keep her out of trouble, and keep her out of the
arms of every other male at camp, except for me of course.
So I ran back to the bunk right after evening activity. I quickly
grabbed my guitar, flashlights, my lucky lighter, batteries, and an
extra belt. After I made one last stop at the boys field house (where
packages are called for, and the director of boys camp resides) to
fetch some packing tape, I was lucky there was still a roll left, and
candles. The belt would to be incase I’d have to restrain my beautiful
brunette, and the tape was for shutting her the fuck up if she’d
decide to scream or call out for help. I’m kind of hoping that those
items wont be necessary. I don’t want to hurt the love of my life,
although she did hurt me. It was show time.
I walked into the empty, deserted cabin. It was dark, but if I turned
the lights on I could risk getting caught, and that was not happening.
Plus I think the electric in this shithole of a cabin was faulty
anyway. I took the flashlights out and set them around the room. They
were bright but not bright enough for us to get caught. Finally I
heard the light, graceful footsteps, I’ve been dying to hear all
night. In a low whisper I heard her, “Zachie, are you here?!” I opened
the door and leaned in the door way. She beamed a smile only an angel
could compete with, I smiled back. “Hey beautiful.” She blushed, I
noticed she changed into a basic black halter dress with black flip
flops, and the shark’s tooth necklace I made for her. She noticed I
was staring at the necklace. “Zach, I love the necklace. It’s pretty
cool that you took the time to find a tooth and make this for me.” God
everything she says is just so perfect. The wind was blowing, and her
hair danced in the gust. I also noticed raised bumps on her skin, and
I realized that it was a little chilly out, “come in, it’s cold out.”
She followed me in, and took off her shoes.
We sat on the floor and talked for a half hour about school, friends,
and other nonsense, than finally she said something that pissed me off
pretty bad. “Zach, there’s something that needs to be addressed here.
I love Victor, I’m in love with him and well yeah.” I looked at her in
anguish, and she was terrified. I saw the tears start to fill her
beautiful blue eyes. She did something that most certainly shocked
me, still to this day. She leaned over and kissed me right on the
cheek. I took my hand and caressed her baby soft cheek. She sighed in
relief, thinking that I completely forgave her for what she said.
Testing her limit, I leaned in to kiss her, a peck on the lips. She
was fine with that. I leaned in a bit more getting more aggressive
with each kiss, until I was on top of her. She didn’t like what I was
doing, and kept trying to push me off of her, but she had nothing on
me, a football champ. She kept moving, and pushing, and saying No
repeatedly. I pulled away, we both stood up.
“Zach, what the fuck. I’m in love with your best friend, and in a
relationship with your best friend, are you crazy?” this talk of
Victor made me irritated, and not thinking straight I slapped her
across the face. She stumbled and fell to the ground, crying. I had no
pity for her, she knew I resented him for being with her yet she
brought him up anyway, bitch. I guess my slap across her face was
more powerful than I thought, because she didn’t have the strength to
get up, or maybe she was scared to come near me.
She continued to whimper in pain on the floor. I finally offered her
my help, which she refused. I decided to sit down right next to her. I
pulled her by the waist into my arms, in a loving embrace. This time
she didn’t fight it, and sobbed into my shoulder, I kissed the top of
her head. She looked at me with pain in her eyes, and I felt horrible.
“Zach, I’m sorry, I know it’s hard for you, but I..” I cut her off
with another passionate kiss which she submitted to without
resistance. I started to feel her bountiful breasts while kissing her,
and again she pushed me away, but this time I didn’t pull away.
She kept fighting me off, and the more she denied me the more I
wanted her. Eventually I had her arms pinned on the floor above her
head while I sat on top of her lower torso and bent over the rest of
her great body. My face was parallel with hers as I went from kissing
her lips cheeks, and nose, down to her neck, with each kiss whispers
of I love you’s. My kisses on her neck started as soft gentle kisses
turning into love bites. She was in too much physical stress to scream
or yell, but I knew as soon as I got off of her she’d try to run, or
call for help. I grabbed the belt from inside my guitar and bound her
wrists together, I than grabbed the tape and taped her mouth shut.
I helped her up and carried her over to the empty unsheeted bed. She
looked at me again while laying there on her side in fear, hurt, and
desperation. I looked at her with a huge grin on my face, I talked to
her “I’m sorry it had to be like this Carson. I didn’t want to hurt
you in anyway, but in life to get what or in this case whom you want
you have to take control and be assertive. I hope you understand
babygirl.” She looked so innocent tied there helpless with tears
strolling down her face, not able to utter a sound.
I walked over to her and traced the outline of her body from the base
of her neck to the beginning of her thigh. She cringed. I turned her
on her tummy and began to untie the straps to her halter dress. I
flipped her over again and shimmied it down to her mid torso, exposing
her black strapless bra, and her tan tummy up to her belly button. At
this point we both knew what was going to happen, and she began to
jolt frantically. I slapped her across the face not so hard as the
last time, but hard enough for my point to get across, “Listen to me,
and listen to me good, you have two options here. You can fight and
risk being dumped in the lake, or you can let me be assertive, and
walk away alive in the morning. You choose. Look at me, blink twice to
stay alive.” She blinked twice. Of course I wouldn’t dump her in the
lake, but she didn’t know that and wasn’t going to underestimate my
threat. I made her another deal. “If you’re good for another hour,
I’ll just lock the door, and unbind you and remove the tape. That’s
only if you agree not to call out for help ever, or try to run.”
I assumed she agreed and understood, so I continued what I had started
earlier. I kissed from the base of her neck all over her covered
breasts, and her tummy. I lifted her enough to unclasp her bra, than
let her back down. I pulled the bra away from her flawless body slowly
as she began to tense up. She couldn’t cover her exposed breasts, and
it killed her to have her modesty taken from her by force.
I leaned into her breasts and began to kiss them. I got to her pinkish
nipple and licked it at first, than I took the whole nipple into my
mouth and began to suck on it. She began to relax a bit and began to
moan. “oooh, you like that baby? Do you like the way I touch you
there? Do you like it when I lick and suck on your beautiful pink
nipples?” she moaned some more.
I shifted away from her top to focus on her shapely legs. I picked up
each one and massaged each from each toe, all the way up to her
mid-thigh. After caressing her legs I pushed myself in between her
legs. She tried to close them but couldn’t. What did I find hiding
underneath her dress? Nothing, she went commando. I shifted up the
skirt of her dress to her torso exposing a babysoft shaved pussy. I
lowered myself to the top of her pussy and kissed her sensitive skin.
The closer I got to her slit the more she moaned. I loved it. “ does
my babygirl want me to lick and suck her clit? I think she does.”
I kept her legs apart with my shoulders as I knelt right in front of
her pussy. She began to tense up as I inserted a finger into her slit,
and caressed it up and down, from her clit down to her hole. After
teasing her for a little, I inserted my finger into her hole. She was
tight and beginning to get wet. I slid another finger into her, and
felt around inside her rigid, soft, and warm love canal. Than I
progressed into fingering her. Everytime I pushed my fingers in, she
circled her hips upward, than returned to her grounded state when my
fingers retracted. She was beginning to relax a little more, and I
felt her pussy lose a little of it’s grip on my finger. I pulled out
my fingers and gave the tip of them a lick. She was so sweet, even her
cum was delicious. I than lowered my face right to her pussy and just
kissed her labia, not even trying to open them just yet. I inserted my
tongue into her slit and made a beeline for her clit. She gasped and
began to move. While pleasuring her, I slapped her thigh to remind her
to behave. She complied and tried to keep still.
I kept toying her clit with my tongue, first with slow little licks,
to fast circular motions. She was trying to keep still, so I could
make her situation a bit more comfortable, but it was hard. With
compassion, I looked at her and I said, “I understand that when you
are overcome by ecstasy it’s hard to obey, so you can move, but only
in responsive ways to what I am doing.” She looked at me with such
hate and disgust that sheepishly I said aloud “ Yeah yeah, I love you
too.” Eventually I wanted to see all of her, so with my fingers I
pulled apart her precious labia, to expose a pink so pure, and
innocent I couldn’t help but to tear up a little (of course not to be
seen by her.) I kept her labia apart for a while, while I just looked
at her flesh. She was beautiful, and I couldn’t stop staring, I
resumed going down on her only this time her lips were apart and I
slid my tongue into her, and tasted for real how sweet she really was.
She was rocking her body up and down and left to right, and she
couldn’t fight me off, not like she wanted to anyway. “You like that
angel? You like the way how intimate I am with you?” she moaned in
agreement.
I continued to play with her body some more till I realized it was her
pleasure more than mine. Since the hour passed and she tried hard to
abide by my rule, I decided to unbelt her wrists. But I sat on her
torso again, and pinned her arms to the mattress with one hand while I
pulled the tape off of her mouth. “shhh, now listen you’ve been good
so far. Don’t ruin it. I don’t like hurting you baby, you know I
don’t. So please make this easy on both of us, and just do as I say.”
I waited for her to make a motion or sound that she understood, but
she was still just glaring at me. I don’t know how to describe it, it
was like a look of hate but passion at the same time. I let go of her
arms and removed myself off of her. She didn’t move for a while and I
just stood in the door. I looked over to her and she turned her head
to the side facing me. She had a lovely look to her, I kept staring at
her as the tears rolled down the bridge of her nose to her cheek. I
walked over to her and wiped away her tears. I lifted her onto my lap
and held her to my chest. She whispered into my ear one simple word…
“Why?” I whispered back into her ear, “because, I love you.” She began
to shake violently and I held her closer to me till she began to calm.
She pulled away a little to look up at me. In her angelic voice she
lightly said, “I love you too.”
I got up and locked the door. I walked back to her on the bed. And
laid next to her. She rolled on her side to face me and I wrapped my
arm around her slender waist. We fell asleep together, peacefully. I
felt like we were forever connected, sort of like a married couple the
way we laid there. I woke up and checked my phone; one missed call…
Victor. Great. It was 3:24 a.m. and I still didn’t get a chance to
prove my love to Lacey. I gently woke her up by tracing her curves
again and kissing her shoulder. She looked at me for the first time
with a broken grin, and leaned up to kiss me. I kissed her back and
began to take my shirt off. I didn’t even say anything regarding to
making love to her, but I guess she knew because she looked up at me
with a loving look on her face, and said “take me.”
I took off the remainder of my clothes and was standing in front of
her completely naked. I really wanted her to pleasure my dick with her
mouth. “Baby, be a good girl and open your pretty little mouth
please.” She got off the bed, and sat on her knees. I approached her
with my hard on. She looked up with her mouth wide open, inviting me
to put it in. I put my dick in her mouth and from there on she did the
rest of the work. She went all the way down slow than faster each time
she went down. She pulled up a little to fit her little hand to help
her, god she was a pro. I felt myself begin to engorge and I warned
her. “Baby, be a good girl and swallow for me; all of it.” She pulled
up a bit more so she could take my stream in her mouth. She looked up
at me as I was cumming in her mouth. She continued to look up, even as
she swallowed. I bent down to kiss her, I didn’t care if she just had
my cum in her mouth; I loved her enough not to care.
As we kissed I picked her up and carried her over to the bare bed
again. I was on top of her and I took my dick and rubbed her slit.
“Just put it in Zach, stop being a tease.” I gave my woman what she
wanted, I entered my dick into her pussy, and pumped in slow and easy.
She wanted it harder and faster and of course how could I say no? She
lifted her legs to wrap the around my waist , as I bent down to kiss
her and her breasts. Than I place her feet on my shoulders and pumped
even harder and faster than before. She moaned uncontrollably, and
breathed my name. I wanted her on all fours now, so I pulled out and
told her to get on her hands and knees. I re-entered her from behind
and I felt the tip of my dick bump her cervix, she moaned in pleasure
and pain. I couldn’t stop I kept pushing harder into her, smashing
into her cervix each time. And than without realizing, I didn’t have a
condom on and I came inside of her. She collapsed on her tummy
breathing heavily. I wasn’t quite done yet with her. I placed my dick against her sweet little asshole. She sighed anxiously a little as I pushed in. I took my sweet time pushing in, and as soon as I was in she sighed and breathed heavily. “Ah, Zachary… it hurts.” “I promise you sweetie, I’ll be very gentle. Like I said before I love you, and would never want o hurt you.” Lacey began to relax again and got on all fours for round two. I pumped a little too hard, and she yelped in pain. I pulled out and noticed she was bleeding. I took Lacey’s anal virginity, I felt a sense of pride as I remounted her. This time it wasn’t so painful for her, and with her permission I kept at a faster rhythmic pace. She loved it as it was new and exotic to her. “Don’t stop. Ugh keep going baby, please.” I came right inside of her ass again and it was amazing. A sensation none of is has felt before. I got out of her and flipped her on her back. I sat on her torso again and fondled her breasts again. I moved up towards her chest and separated them apart. I slid my dick in between her big, beautiful, luscious breasts. I than pressed them back together and had her hold them together while I fucked her chest senselessly. I couldn’t believe I was doing this to the woman I loved, and it got me even more turned on. I felt myself get fatter and pulled away from in between her breasts. I knelt over her and came all over her chest, shoulders, and bottom of her neck. I examined my work, and even covered in cum she still managed to look absolutely gorgeous. I got my shirt and wiped away my mess from her. Lacey looked at me with a love in her eyes, so pure, I don’t even think Victor ever has seen it. It was a reassurance that she had forgave me for before, when I restrained her, that look on her face. It’s like I fell in love all over again. We laid there a while just staring at each other and touching and caressing each other’s faces and shoulders. Eventually sleep overcame us, and we fell asleep again in each
other’s arms.
Morning announcements were at 7:00 am, and line up was at 7:15. I set
the alarm for 6:50 enough time for her to get back to the bunk. She
awoke and kissed my cheek, which woke me up. I watched her get
dressed, and noticed a rip in her dress. I offered to take it to the
tailor in town. She refused my offer, as she put her bra back on. She was having a tough time, she was debating whether to put her bra on or just leave it off.
“Zach, help me. Clasp it for me.” I did. She put her dress back on
grabbed her shoes not even bothering to put them back on, and kissed
me one last time, and she swore this was between us we both said we
loved each other too. I unlocked the door, and she looked at me before she ran back to her
cabin. I watched her go barefoot, slow at first than picking up the pace. Her blonde hair swished in between her shoulder blades. I liked the way the tree roots she ran over made her leap over them like hurdles. She was back to her cabin just in time to make it for wake up.
I saw her at breakfast and she looked tired, but satisfied. Erin came
over again stupid as usual, “Wow! You and Lacey sure talked for a long
time last night, it’s like she didn’t even come back to the bunk at
all.” “Yeah, well she did. Don’t be jealous Erin. It’s not
attractive.” She walked away. I saw Lacey stare at me with love in her
eyes, for the first time since last summer. And I loved her too.
The next few weeks, Lacey complained of being sick to her stomach to Erin. I don’t think she remembered us not using protection. She eventually put two and two together, and confronted me. “Zach, I think I’m pregnant.” I went out and got her a few selections of pregnancy tests. We went to the cabin again. She took them and all were positive. We both were scared, but for some reason, I found her to be more attractive than before. I think it was the fact that I left a little bit of me inside of her body, made me feel very much connected to her. She was beginning to cradle her lower tummy. I kneeled on the floor and began to kiss and caress her little protruding belly. “I can’t believe we’re having a child… it’s crazy.” I couldn’t agree more but something inside both of us knew we could abort it but didn’t want too. This growing life was a product of our love. I wasn’t about to give that up. In a sick way I felt that this child would keep us together, the way it’s supposed to be. Finally we would be that perfect couple I always dreamed about. I got up and sat down on the bed, which I impregnated her on. Lacey came and sat on my lap and wrapped her arms around my neck. I nuzzled into her neck and whispered in her ear, “Lacey, I love you so much. You make me the happiest man alive. Now please take this into consideration, but I was thinking…” She pulled away and looked at me with those big baby blue eyes. “yes, baby boy.” She said so innocently. I think she knew what was I was going to say. “Well, I’ve been thinking about a deeper commitment, like marriage?” she began to tear. “ Lacey Jaqueline Mircelle, would you do me the honor of spending the rest of your life with me, and well our baby?” Lacey began to breathe heavily, and cry. She wrapped her arms around my neck again and kept kissing my shoulder and neck in between kisses muttering Yes over and over again.
Who knew that a little force, and tough love could have put me in such a position. After the summer Lacey went home. She got kicked out of the house and came to live with me. We got married after the birth of our beautiful baby girl; Layla. And the best man was Victor, he still hates me till this day for what happened. But it doesn’t matter because I have everything that I’ve ever wanted; Lacey.
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We all woke up to the sound of my alarm at 5:30 in the morning, sadly after last night’s fun I forgot to turn it off and now I was regretting it. But not for long because when I got up to go shut it off someone grabbed my arm. I turned around and it was Jeremy just lying there staring at me, “Morning Ryan.” He said with a smile. “Well well well what are you doing in my bed Jeremy?” I said to him. “I just wanted to sleep with one of the most amazing people I’ve ever met.” he said. “Oh is that so? Well you weren’t that bad yourself last night.” I said to him. “I was wondering do you wanna have some fun just the two of us?” he asked shyly. I smiled with delight at his sudden push towards sex. “Ok Jeremy, come on.” I said as I got up and started to head towards the bathroom. I turned around for a split second to see Jeremy sitting on the edge of the bed with his cock sticking up making a tent in my pajama pants. I smiled and turned around and started to walk towards the bathroom again with Jeremy not far behind. I got to the bathroom and waited for Jeremy to come in too and I quickly and quietly shut the door. Jeremy almost instantly had his clothes off and had thrown them to the floor. “I guess you’re ready then Jeremy?” I said smiling. He nodded his head in approval and walked towards me; he grabbed the bottom of my shirt and flung it right over my head and onto the ground.
He looked at me with his lustful eyes and we just stared at each other for a minute before I moved in to kiss him. He saw this and he pulled me right in and started, very passionately, making out with me. With our bodies so close together I could feel his dick growing to its full 6 inches next to mine. This made my dick grow to its full 10 inches in my pajama pants. Jeremy pulled away from kissing me and smiled while moving down to kneel on the ground. He then proceeded to pull down my pants and start to rub my dick through my boxers. Then he pulled down my boxers and started to give me a handjob while sucking on my head. This felt so good that I had to sit down and while I was sitting Jeremy never stopped on my dick. While he was sucking and jacking my dick with one hand I saw that he was jacking himself with the other hand. I told him smiling “Dude you don’t need to jack yourself!” and so he got down next to me and we both laid down on our sides. With Jeremy still sucking on my dick the entire time I was in heaven and so I decided to return the favor by giving him a well deserved blowjob. We continued to 69 for maybe 10 minutes before Jeremy took my dick out of his mouth and said the best words I have heard in a long time, “I want you to fuck my asshole.”
Now at first I was all for it but then I remembered I didn’t have a condom on which I told him and he said, “Dude it doesn’t matter to me if you have one on or not I just want you to fuck me.” And with that I said ok and stood up. I then used Jeremy’s saliva as lube to plunge into his waiting asshole. His asshole was still pretty loose from the actions of last night but it was still a little tight but he and I both loved it. As soon as I stuck my dick into his asshole he moaned with pleasure. As I slowly fucked with more intensity with each pump he grew more and more aroused. In seeing that I grabbed his dick with my left hand and jacked it while I pumped my dick in his asshole. He seemed to love this that he moaned quite loudly which I quickly had to shut up. I kept at this procedure for a good 10 minutes before I felt his asshole tighten and I saw that Jeremy came on the floor. He then asked me to let him lie down on the floor so that he could lick it up. I agreed with him and slowly started to kneel down to the floor with my dick still in him.
He layed down on the floor and started to lap up his fresh cum. While doing this I started to fuck him again but with more force this time. I did this for some time and I felt the urge that I needed to cum. “Where do you want me to cum? I’m about to explode!” I said with haste trying to get a quick response. “I want you to cum inside me Ryan. I want your cum all inside my ass.” And those words set me over the top. I had one of the best orgasms of my life. After I shot about 6 loads into his ass I took my dick out and rolled onto the floor with my cum covered dick on top of me. Jeremy looked over at my dick, with his ass in the air and the cum draining from his asshole, and just proceeded to get all of the cum off my dick.
After he had drained it dry and completely cleaned all of it off we decided to take a shower together. We had fun in the shower and jacked each other off for a bit and then got our clothes back on to go back to sleep. We both got into my bed and I looked over at my clock which read 6:30. “Wow man, we had such a great time I didn’t even know we spent an hour in there!” I said with excitement as I turned to face him. When I faced him he gave me a very lustful kiss and we both went to sleep.
To Be Continued…..
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