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Broken Birds, Part 24, Dante’s World

Part 24
Dante’s World
Beth prayed for Becka. Though Becka’s words relieved the major part of her guilt, she was haunted by the agony in Becka’s eyes. She remembered her own agony all too well – not of the rape itself, but of the feelings and aftermath. Her memories of the events of that Saturday night had been almost entirely erased.
Mercifully Becka had little memory of the next two days.
Jennifer examined her carefully and spat her disgust with rural American doctors. Becka had Chlamydia and Gonorrhea of the throat. She suspected from talking with Becka that she also had Herpes 1.
Becka’s vagina, peritoneum and sphincter had been ripped. The injuries had never been repaired. Anger coursed through Jennifer. They’d been given the money. Why hadn’t they gone to the doctors?
She scheduled Becka for surgery in Brisbane.
Beth and Alice sat beside Becka on the lounge pool deck. Becka had wanted to sun bathe, but the sun was too strong in the early afternoon, so they sat in the shade. Ted and Michael sat together at the other end of the deck. Ted had a beer; Michael sipped a Mimosa.
Michael looked into Jennifer’s face and blanched. “Can you send for Nancy? I need to talk with Ted and her.” She said in clipped tones. She waived Alice over.
Beth and Becka came over. Michael sent Beth to get Nancy. He rose and excused himself. This was Burkett family business.
Nancy appeared, hurrying to their table.
Jennifer took a long breath trying to remain calm. She looked at Ted and Nancy, cocked her head toward Becka asking silently if they wanted her to hear.
“I’m seventeen. Tell me what’s wrong.” Becka had a mulish expression. Ted and Nancy nodded.
“Okay. Becka, you have a couple of diseases including Gonorrhea and Chlamydia of the throat. She reached into her white smock and pulled out two bottles. “The directions are on the bottles. I think you may also have Herpes 1. It’s very common. It may or may not be connected with the rape.”
Becka began to sob.
“You also have significant scarring from the tearing of your vagina and sphincter. There’s also some scarring on your cervix. We’ll need to get that evaluated by an OB/GYN. You’re going to need surgery. I’ve taken the liberty of scheduling it ten days from now. I want you healthy before the surgery. Recovery time is usually about 6 weeks.” Jennifer’s anger grew.
Becka was now openly crying in her father’s arms.
Jennifer’s eyes hardened, “Nancy, you’re a nurse. Why didn’t you get her treatment? Misha sent money!”
Nancy’s face seemed to come apart. She ran from the table.
“It’s not her fault. She took me to our doctor right after and he said I’d heal. He took some tests, but it was probably too soon for him to detect the diseases. She tried to get me to go to other hospitals and an OB/GYN. I refused to go. I told her I was fine and if she made me go, I’d kill myself,” Becka said sobbing into her father’s chest, “I thought I’d heal and then forget it ever happened.”
Jennifer nodded sadly, regretting what she’d said.
“Okay young lady,” Jennifer said sternly, “you’re here to get fixed and we will fix you. Go take the pills. I need to talk with your mother.”
Jennifer left to find Nancy and apologize.
Alice had been quiet during the discussion, carefully monitoring Becka and her father. Clearly she trusted him. He reminded Alice of Michael, including his haunted look.
“Ted, would you excuse Becka and me?” Alice said kindly, motioning Beth to come over just as Misha came to them. Misha’s face showed signs of crying. She had on a bright yellow one-piece bathing suit that showed off a killer body for a woman of any age.
Misha touched Becka’s cheek with infinite gentleness, “I’m Misha. Robert was my son. I’m so sorry, Honey.” Misha’s tears started again. Beth put her arms around Misha. Becka rose and joined them. All three cried.
Becka looked at Misha, “I don’t remember Robert. It was that bastard John that set me up and raped me first.”
‘Thank God for small mercies,’ Alice thought.
“Misha, I was going to start a session, so if you’ll excuse us.” Misha headed for the other side of the pool deck.
Alice asked Becka about her dreams for the future.
Alice and Beth talked with Becka for nearly three hours. Alice had a private session with Becka for another hour. By the end, they were exhausted, but Alice had some very specific ideas for treatment. She also had a problem.
During a particularly painful, private discussion, Becka blurted that Sandy had been molested by her uncle several years ago. They’d kept it a secret because Ted would have killed him. She asked Becka to see if Sandy wanted to talk about it.
“I’m not sure I want to be alone tonight,” Becka said sadly, “I think the nightmares will come back. Could you stay in the room with me?”
“Of course, Honey,” Alice searched Becka’s eyes for a moment. Unknowingly, she’d focused on the wrong broken bird.
As harrowing as it had been for Becka, the afternoon had awakened memories in Beth she never knew she had. The memories had not been erased after all. That night, she would have a tour of Dante’s Hell.
Dinner was somber, Becka’s agony awakening memories everyone wished they could erase. They parted early to go to bed. Beth declined going with Michael, saying she was tired and sending him to bed with Shoshana and Nita.
Beth lay in the darkness, finally succumbing to her exhaustion.
As soon as she closed the front door, Beth knew she was in trouble. She faced seven men and a girl, Thomas in front.
“We can do this the easy way of the hard way, Beth.” Thomas said smoothly. Beth was far from the first to be initiated!
She could smell the hate and lust. She turned to flee, but strong arms encircled her waist. She swung her elbow as her dad had taught her. Her elbow smashed into a face. She felt a facial bone break. She slammed the heel of her foot on her attacker’s foot. More bones shattered. He released his grip.
A vicious punch to her solar plexus drove her to her knees. She kicked out at crotch level and heard a satisfying scream. Her head was pulled up. A brutal punch broke her nose. She still fought with her nails, raking one face and a forearm. Someone twisted her arm behind her back. She screamed when it snapped.
She still struggled, but they had tape across her mouth and legs. When they taped her hands behind her back, the pain from her broken arm being twisted behind her was too much. She fainted.
They stripped her, tied her up, blind folded her and waived an ammonia capsule under her nose.
“I’m gonna teach this bitch a lesson,” an angry Thomas said, looking in the mirror at his face. The purple indentation on his cheek seemed to be growing. He limped over to the bed.
The girl helped him out of his clothes. She knelt in front of him, giving his hardening cock a wet bath. Then she lubed it with warming gel. They knew this allowed him to go balls deep without caring if the woman was ready.
It hurt the victim more that way. Several “townies” knew all to well.
He got between her splayed legs, groping her breasts. He went to kiss her. She spat at him. He slapped her hard. He bit down hard on her soft, firm breast, coming away with a piece. She fought him, but the ties were tight and her arm broken.
The girl took his cock and parted Beth’s nether lips. It sat at the entrance to Beth’s tunnel, ready to take her once in a lifetime gift.
“Bust that spoiled bitch’s cherry,” she said viciously.
Thomas thrust forward hard. Even the lube didn’t allow him to go balls deep on the first thrust. She was incredibly tight and hot. He could feel her hymen. He pulled back and thrust forward again. Beth screamed, writhing in agony beneath him as the door to her womb was ripped from her tunnel. His third thrust slammed into her cervix.
Beth began to lose consciousness again.
“No bitch, you’re not getting off that easy,” the girl said as she waved the ammonia capsule under Beth’s bloody nose, “By the end of tonight, you’ll be a total slut!”
Thomas jackhammered her for his own pleasure. She whimpered and moaned her pain and humiliation. He punctuated the violence of his orgasm by spitting in Beth’s rapidly closing eye.
He rolled off her. Another man entered her. She was in unbearable agony.
“Hey man, you must’ve cum a gallon. Talk about sloppy seconds!” He thrust forward into her tunnel meant for love.
Nonetheless, he quickly came inside her. She was still very tight, but now well lubed with semen.
Each of the seven took her. By the time the seventh animal rolled off, her pussy had been hideously damaged.
They rearranged her on the bed, pulling her to her knees. She kicked blindly, her heel connecting with the girl’s face. The girl screamed with rage.
“Later” Thomas said in a flat, dead tone.
Beth knew she would die. She tried to break free of the hands holding her legs.
“Get your dick in her ass. Give her something else to think about.”
Thomas aimed his lubed dick at her dark starfish. He thrust forward with all his might. Beth screamed as she felt her sphincter rip, opening the way to him. She tried to fight him, but her energy was about gone.
He pummeled her ass, slapping her ass cheeks to get a reaction. He shot his load deep in her bowels.
He went to her head to get her to clean his cock, but hesitated. This one was a fighter. She would bite him. He hopped off the bed on his one good foot and went to a drawer, finding his pliers. He returned, smiling evilly.
“Let’s give her a nice smile,” the girl pinched Beth’s broken nose so she would open her mouth. Thomas began to make Beth’s mouth safe for his cock. Her screams sprayed droplets of blood from her gums across the room.
Satisfied, he slapped her face. He was hard again. He plunged his cock deep in her mouth, but could not get through her throat. His friends plunged deep into her ass. The third man decided to fuck her ass, but shoot his cum in her mouth. The others followed, desperately trying to plunge their cocks into her throat.
None succeeded.
They flipped her onto her back. They retied her. She kicked weakly, still fighting them. Thomas climbed above her bloody mouth. He pinched her nostrils together. She opened her mouth to breathe. Thomas peed in her mouth. Beth choked. Another man replaced Thomas. Beth vomited.
Finally, Thomas waived the girl over. She had lit cigarette in one hand, broom handle in her other. Despite the bloody mess of Beth’s pussy, she found Beth’s clit. She ground the cigarette into Beth’s most sensitive flesh. Beth’s screamed an inhuman shriek.
Pins thrust through her bloody vaginal lips. Beth screamed weakly. Another went through her clit. She almost levitated in pain wailing in agony. Then she felt one being pushed through her left nipple. Another scream poured out her mouth. She fainted.
Her tormentor rubbed her own bruised face, her fury in full bloom. She cracked the last ammonia ampoule beneath Bet’s bloody nose, now swelling horribly. She shoved the handle deep into Beth’s ass, knowing the bacteria that lived in the colon would infect Beth’s pussy. Beth moaned in agony.
The man above her head let loose his stream into her mouth.
She took the stick from Beth’s ass. The last inch was covered in feces.
“You’ll thank me for this one day you little stuck up bitch,” she put all the venom she could into those words. She shoved the handle hard into Beth’s ravaged pussy, again and again until it penetrated deeper, through Beth’s cervix into her womb. She shoved once more and bright red blood began to run from Beth’s pussy. Beth let out an inhuman scream of agony.
Another boy delivered another mouthful of pee. He laughed at the little whore.
The venomous girl mounted her head and let loose her flow into Beth’s bloody mouth.
They left her in her world of pain and degradation.
One boy, not as high as the others, saw the volume of blood and quickly realized Beth was in bad trouble. He wrapped her in the stinking bedding and took her to his room. He needed to call his father to get help. If Beth died, they’d never cover it up.
He left her alone as he rushed to get the emergency kit.
Beth was barely conscious. She felt fresh air. She ripped off the blindfold with her good hand and crawled to the cool night air. She managed to lift the window enough to slip out. The porch roof was just below the window. She slid down the roof, into bushes beside the road… and headlights of a car driven by startled football coach.
“Beth, Honey, wake up.” Her dad cried urgently. He kissed her.
She was secure in Michael’s arms, bathed in her own sweat and his. She looked around, disoriented. Alice was beside her on the bed. Jennifer stood next to Michael. She had a syringe in her hand, about to use it if Beth hadn’t wakened.
Alice looked at Jennifer. Both had discussed Beth’s traumatic amnesia and feared this day.
“Beth, can you hear me?” Alice said softly.
Beth looked at her, “I can hear you, Alice,” she said as though across a great distance. “I remember it all,” her voice rising, “every thrust, every smell, all the pain, all the hate,” she was wailing now, “that goddamn bitch and the broom handle.” She looked up at Michael and seemed to calm.
Jennifer looked at Alice silently offering the narcotic that would allow Beth to sleep. Alice shook her head.
Shoshana entered the room carrying Vika. She placed Beth’s daughter in her lap. They watched as several years of her life replayed in Beth’s head. All the pain, fear and finally joy played out through her eyes.
She looked down at Vika, then up at Michael. She handed her child back to Shoshana.
“Dad, I need a drink,” she said softly.
Moments after taking her first sip, she fell asleep in Michael’s arms. She roused once to visit the bathroom and returned to bed, Michael at her side.
Shoshana joined them.
Two days after her melt down, she strode onto the pool deck. Becka and Alice were having a session, so she gave them privacy. Instead, she sat next to Sandy. Beth wanted to see the world through Sandy’s new eyes.
Sandy wanted to know everything about their little home and her new companions, particularly Beth. She’d seen the horrific picture Beth held up in her You Tube video. It was hard to believe this Beth and that picture were of the same person.
“It was a hard, painful road, but eventually my Dad and Alice helped me travel it. I remembered everything two nights ago. I had traumatic amnesia. Alice is worried that I would have to retrace my recovery, but I think she’s wrong. I think I’ll be OK in a few days.”
“You have sex with your Dad?”
Beth nodded, “I love him as a man. He’s the only man I trust completely.”
“Doesn’t it feel weird?”
“To be weird, you have to know normal. I was a physical virgin when I was raped. They took my ability to conceive a child. I don’t know normal. I gave my Dad my real virginity.”
“Real virginity?”
“Honey, we’re women. The little piece of tissue, our hymen, can be broken easily by accident. A friend broke hers water skiing when she fell and did the splits. You become a woman when you give yourself, your love and soul. Men can force your body to have sex, but no one can force you to make love. It’s one of the great powers a woman has. When to first make love.”
Sandy was quiet for a time.
“You remembered everything?”
Beth nodded sadly. “It’s part of the healing process or so I’ve been told.”
“When you talk to Alice does she tell anyone what you talk about?”
“No Honey,” suspicion began to grow inside Beth, “You can tell her any secret and she will keep it safe.”
“What about you?”
“Most times I would, but if I thought keeping something a secret could hurt you or someone I love, I’d probably tell.” Beth would not lie to her.
“Okay, but it would hurt a lot of people if you tell.” Sandy took a deep breath, “I’m not a physical virgin. My uncle, my Mom’s brother, forced me a couple of years ago.” Sandy’s eyes filled with tears.
Beth’s eyes widened, connecting the possibilities and dangers. She forced herself to be calm, “Honey, then I think you should have Jennifer examine you. You should also talk to Alice,” Beth saw fear in the little girl’s eyes, “or do you want me to tell her?”
“Could you?”
“Of course,“ Beth said, getting up, “let’s go see Jennifer and your Mom.”
While Jennifer examined Sandy, Beth found Alice.
“I think you’ve got another patient. Sandy just told me her uncle raped her.”
Alice nodded sadly. “She asked me to tell you,” Beth said, knowing Alice would never betray a confidence.
Alice’s eyes showed gratitude. She could now treat Sandy. Then she snapped. This was Beth talking to her! Beth had just gone through vividly reliving her horrific rape and sodomy. Beth who would not leave her room for 36 hours.
“How are you doing?”
“OK, not great, but OK. I could have lived without feeling that damn broom handle shoved inside me again, or the broken arm or a million images, smells and pains from that night. I’ll deal with it, so long as you’ll help me.”
Alice smiled at Beth’s ultimate compliment. She went to find Nancy in the infirmary.
Alice arrived as Sandy was leaving an exam room. Sandy looked unhappy; Nancy looked devastated.
Jennifer looked at Nancy, “Mind if Alice listens in?” Nancy shook her head no, “How about you Honey? Can Alice listen?”
Sandy nodded.
“Honey, I think you have Gonorrhea. The tests will confirm it. Many women are asymptomatic – they have no symptoms. You also have a little damage to your vaginal floor that we should repair.”
Jennifer paused, “You understand?”
“Why does my period hurt so much?”
“It may be from the STD, but we’ll have them check when we go to Brisbane.”
At the mention of Brisbane, Sandy’s head snapped up. She smiled broadly remembering all the things to do in Brisbane, the walk around outside mall and all the boys!
Even Nancy smiled.
“Sandy, Beth told me your secret. She said you asked her to tell me?” Sandy nodded.
“Honey, do you want me to tell your Mom?”
“She just told us,” Nancy said with a haunted expression.
“How is Ted going to take it?” Alice asked Nancy. Ted inspired terror. Alice prayed he did not take this out on Nancy.
“I think Tim or Michael should tell him,” Alice said, thinking, “probably Michael. He had to stop from killing the boys that raped Beth because she needed him. Ted respects him.”
“Nancy, do you or the girls want to stay in the main house tonight?” Alice asked obliquely asking if Ted would hurt her or the girls.
“Ted would never hurt me or the girls.”
Michael spoke with Ted that evening before dinner. While outwardly tough, inside of Ted was a gentle, loving man. His girls defined his world and it was crumbling around him. It was his job to protect Becka and Sandy. He’d failed them miserably. Michael recognized the look, feeling the man’s pain.
Ted also suffered from PTSD. He’d been off his meds for some time, giving him the illusion that he had control without them.
He ate dinner with his girls, gently kissed them goodnight. When Nancy asked him to come to bed, he said he had some things to think about.
A single gunshot reverberated through the compound a little after midnight.

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JAKOB AND JESSIE–PART 3

Dedicated to my sexy friend Katie– I’d love to fuck you. Maybe some day I will>
Chapter 1
The incident with Jessie’s father behind them, Jakob and Jessie returned to Town Hall to find the license bureau closed for the day. Interviews with the police had taken more than two hours so Jessie’s father had delayed them, but only for twenty-four hours. After exams the next day they returned and walked up the steps hand in hand. Half way up the stairs Jakob turned and looked back just to make sure there was nothing else to get in their way. They completed the forms, paid the fee and walked out ready to set the date. They were due to graduate on Friday night, June 15th so they decided to make it a day to remember—they’d wed in a civil ceremony at Town Hall in the afternoon. Jessie asked Denise to be her maid of honor. Jakob’s dad agreed to serve as best man. The hardest part turned out to be the selection of rings, for which they had to go to the nearest city. Eventually they decided on matching white gold bands, hers with a row of small diamonds.
Now they turned to the next priority. The Webster farm house hadn’t been used for several years. The refrigerator was old; the washing machine rusty, and the water heater much too small. Worst of all, there was no shower in the bathroom. Jakob figured a way to run some water lines from the kitchen sink outside where he was able to install shower valves. He then dug a hole about four feet deep to install a dry well of concrete blocks. It was very hot work so Jakob removed his shirt. When Jessie came to help him by passing him the blocks she was soon covered in sweat, too. She figured if Jakob could work shirtless why couldn’t she? She took off her shirt and bra, exposing her 34D breasts. Jakob couldn’t resist. Every time she leaned forward to pass him a block he leaned up to lick and suck on a delicious nipple.
“If you do that every time we’ll never get done.”
“Sure we will, it’ll just take a bit longer but it’ll be a hell of a lot more fun.”
“Yeah,” she gasped as Jakob locked on to a nipple again, “but more fun will mean less work. I’ll give you plenty of fun after—I promise.”
Jakob finished the placement of the blocks then concreted them in place. The next morning he fitted a pre-formed shower floor—four by four—on top of the blocks, held in place by more concrete. He finished it off with some five foot high wooden fence panels for privacy and replaced the hot water tank with a bigger more efficient one. When he showed the final product to Jessie she couldn’t wait to try it out. She ripped off her clothes and turned on the water. When it was warm she wiggled her finger inviting Jakob to join her. They soaped each other, laughing at how they slid against one another. Jessie initiated a kiss then offered him one of her nipples. He suckled for several minutes while Jessie purred like a kitten in contentment. Jessie had just started to stroke Jakob’s cock when he said, ”Damn, I have to pee.”
“Go ahead, “said Jessie kneeling. “Put it on my breasts.”
Jakob just looked at her. “Are you sure?”
“Why not? It’s just a part of you and I love all of you, so go ahead.” Jakob was hesitant but Jessie insisted so he stood with his back to the shower and directed his stream to Jessie’s chest. The hot piss splattered between her firm breasts as Jessie rubbed the yellow fluid all over her breasts and abdomen. When Jakob had emptied his bladder Jessie crawled forward to take him into her mouth. True to her word she had practiced sucking him every morning. She could now get just over seven inches into her mouth—a couple more inches in her throat would complete the job. Using her mouth like her cunt she moved up and down his shaft. Jakob arched his back as his pleasure grew. He started to fuck her mouth, grabbing her head for leverage and control. Faster and faster Jakob moved until he started to cum, but instead of swallowing it Jessie directed it all over her chest, rubbing it into her skin. “I’ve heard this is better than body butter!”
“I think you just made that up,” Jakob laughed as he pulled her up for a kiss. They got cleaned up just as the water turned cool. That’s when Jessie realized they had no towels. Naked and wet, they entered the kitchen and had just stepped into the living room when they saw Jessie’s mom at the screened front door.
“Oh, dear! I guess I’ll have to phone ahead from now on,” she exclaimed. Jakob hurried down the hall and returned with a towel for Jessie, another wrapped around his waist. Mrs. Holmes looked around at the shabby furnishings. “Don’t you think you’d be happier living at home?”
“No, Mom. This is my home. Everything I want and need is here,” she stated as she took Jakob’s hand. “Why don’t you have a seat while we dress?”
Mrs. Holmes looked around trying to find the least offensive piece of furniture. She eventually settled on a straight wooden chair. Even that creaked as she sat. A few moments later the lovers returned wearing robes, but nothing else. Mrs. Holmes knew they’d have a fucking good time as soon as she left. They talked about the incident with Jessie’s father. “I can’t believe that my father would do such a thing. It’s a miracle Jakob wasn’t hurt, or worse.” Mrs. Holmes squirmed uncomfortably in her seat. Finally, she spoke. “I’ve prayed for a long time that I’d never have to tell you this.” She paused before continuing. “Howard Holmes… is not your biological father. I was young and pregnant when I met Howard. He was charming and sympathetic. I was thrilled when he asked me to marry him. Little did I know that he would use it as leverage against me for the rest of my life. His treatment of you and Jakob the other night, though, was the final straw. I could take no more so I threw him out. It’s funny, actually. I wound up as the one with all the money…the house…everything I inherited from my parents. Howard is basically a failure. He used me to get status and respectability, but he never let me forget how he ‘saved’ me from disgrace. What a loser! I’m glad to be done with him. I’m so thankful neither of you was hurt. I knew he was vindictive but I never thought….”
“I’m speechless, Mom. I don’t know what to say.”
“You don’t have to say anything. I’m the one who has to explain. I was pretty wild when I was younger. I didn’t even know who the father was when I learned I was pregnant. I was just thankful I never contracted HIV. Becoming pregnant with you shook me up…straightened me out. I resolved to be the best mother ever. Unfortunately, I wound up married to a sadistic control freak.”
Jessie just sat there. Jakob reached out for her hand. When he took it she looked at him and smiled. She snuggled closer to him and pulled his arm around her. Her mother continued, “We really must do something about this dreadful place. How can you actually sit on that horrible couch?”
“ It’s not so bad, Mom. It’s kinda worn but it is comfortable—a lot more comfortable than our bed.” She and Jakob laughed. “We wake up every morning aching from all the lumps, but I have it all worked out—I just sleep on Jakob. Either that or we make love all night and sleep on the couch during the day. Ha ha ha.” Even Mom had to laugh at that one.
Finally, Jessie’s mother got down to the real reason for her visit. “Jessie, I’m afraid you’re rushing into this marriage. I’d rather you wait until after college. There are so many things that could happen between now and then.”
“Mom, when Jakob asked me to marry him he wanted to wait and I thought it was a good idea, too. But as I spent more and more time with him I’ve changed my mind. I’m the one who asked to get married now. The situation with Daddy, I mean Howard, helped clarify things for me but all I knew is that I never wanted to be away from Jakob for even a single day or night. We can’t make love enough, not because we’re so horny—but because it makes us closer and closer to each other. Does that make any sense to you?”
“Yes, dear, it’s how I always envisioned love. Unfortunately, it never happened that way for me. I’m thrilled it’s happened for you.” Mrs. Holmes rose and walked to the door. “You’re very lucky…both of you. I envy you.” She turned and strode out the door.
Chapter 2
Jessie turned up to Jakob. “I need you now… more than ever before.” Jakob rose, picked her up and carried her to bed. He lay her down tenderly, removing her robe, revealing her lush young body. Just the sight of her was enough to cause a huge tent in his robe. Playfully Jessie pulled at his robe; Jakob allowed it to fall to the floor. He lay next to Jessie cradling her head in his arm. He kissed her cheek and ear. When she started to cry he pulled her close to him and held her in a protective embrace. He kissed the tears from her cheeks until she whispered, “Take me now, jakob. Make us one. I love you. I love you.”
Jakob rolled above her. He rubbed her slit with his hard erection, moistening her with his pre-cum. Slowly he moved his hips forward to penetrate her torrid tunnel. Jessie reached up to hold his head, pulling it down so they could kiss—a long passionate kiss with tongues intertwined moving between their mouths. They started to move together, forcing Jakob’s long hard cock deep into Jessie, making them one in body and spirit. “This is the only time,” Jessie whispered to him, “the only time I feel like a complete person…a complete woman. If I could I’d make love to you non-stop—all day and all night.”
“I know how you feel,” replied Jakob. “This is something I can’t get enough of, and not just because I want to cum. I don’t really care if I do or not. Just being connected to you—it’s an incredible feeling.”
“So you don’t want to cum, eh?” Jessie threw her hips up with great force increasing her speed and intensity. “I’ll get your cum. Flood me with it. Let it run out of my pussy all over me. Come on, give it to me.” Jessie was humping madly, so fast and so hard Jakob could hardly keep up. When Jessie squeezed her pussy muscles it was all he could stand. He felt a rumbling churning up from his balls, through his cock, erupting violently into Jessie. He fell spent on top of her then rolled onto his side holding her.
They lay there for some time. Jessie spoke first, “You’re concerned about the peeing, aren’t you?”
“Yes, I’m not sure I understand why you’d wanted me to do it.”
“Remember when I told you yours was the first penis I had ever seen, let alone touched or licked? I grew up in a very restrictive home, mostly because of my…father, who you know is a complete control freak. Now that I am free of him I want to experiment, just like anal—which I loved, by the way, and would like to have often—if I don’t try things how will I know if I like them?”
“Did you like me peeing on you; it seemed weird.”
“I enjoyed the warmth of it and knowing it was part of you. I wouldn’t want to do it every day, but once in a while would be OK.”
“Do you want to pee on me?”
“Hmmm, I might if you’d promise to eat me out after…you know, just like I did with you.”
“Damn, Jessie, you know I’ll do that to you anytime. You don’t have to pee on me first. But, let me think about it. Now that you’ve explained how you feel about it the idea doesn’t seem so strange.”
“Well, I see I got my wish.”
“Huh?”
“I’m leaking cum all over my thighs. C’mon, lover, let’s take a shower.” They raced to the outdoor shower, this time remembering towels and to close the front door. Jakob turned on and adjusted the water. Jessie showed him the shaving soap and razor she had placed by the back door. “I have to shave my pussy so it’ll be nice and smooth for you. Hmmm, want to do it for me?”
“Really? You want me to? You’ll have to show me what to do.”
“OK, first of all you know how to shave. It’s the same thing, just lower, and, of course, my skin is really tender there.” So Jakob shook the can and placed some foamy soap in his hand. He rubbed the soap all around Jessie’s pussy. “I like this part.” Jessie playfully smacked him on the head. “You seem to like everything about it, don’t you?”
“Of course. You’re beautiful, you’ve got a fantastic body, and I love you…Umm, put that last part first.” He looked up just in time to receive a quick kiss from Jessie. Now he took the razor and carefully stroked it across her abdomen. Once the soap was mostly removed he made several vertical strokes, clearing up any stubble along the sides of her labia and her thighs. Finally, he rinsed her and kissed her newly bald vulva. Jessie took the razor and can of shaving cream and was about to put it back when she turned with a sly smile on her face.
“Oh, Jakob,” she said as she knelt, “I want to shave you now.”
“Uh…I don’t know. I wouldn’t want to have an accident. Just what do you plan to shave, anyway?”
“I think I’d like to shave your scrotum. Then I could suck on your balls without getting hair in my mouth. The guys in porn always seem to like that. And, maybe, just a little bit around your cock so when I get it all in my mouth it won’t be all hairy. Don’t worry, you can trust me. I love that thing as much as you do. I won’t let anything happen to it.”
Reluctantly, Jakob allowed himself to be led to the center of the shower. Jessie carefully applied the shaving cream and started to shave him. “I can’t look,” complained Jakob.
“You can be such a sissy. Don’t worry you’ll get your reward when I’m finished.” Slowly, carefully she removed all the soap and hair from his balls. After a quick touch-up she now moved to just around Jakob’s cock. “Oh, God, Please be careful,” he begged her, half in jest, half in mortal fear. Jessie just laughed, applied the razor and was done in a moment. She rinsed him and got to work. She licked his scrotum and sucked one of his testicles into her mouth. “Oh, fuck!” exclaimed Jakob. “That is so unbelievable.”
Jessie smiled, released the testicle and attacked his cock, which by now had grown to its maximum length and girth. Slowly Jessie swallowed his massive organ. She did not stop until her lips touched the newly shaven skin of his abdomen. She looked up at Jakob and winked before backing off, keeping just the tip in her mouth. Again she completely swallowed him, an action she repeated again and again. Jakob was getting weak in the knees. This would be the third time in just over an hour. He was ready to collapse from sexual euphoria when he felt his orgasm begin, his sperm-laden semen jetting from his cock into Jessie’s throat. “I told you there would be a reward, didn’t I?”
Jakob pulled Jessie up for a kiss then knelt beneath her. She knew what he wanted so she straddled him and peed, her urine trickling down onto his chest. When she had finished he kept his promise. He was in perfect position to lick her sweet pussy. Holding the cheeks of her tight ass, Jakob applied his tongue to her labia, licking a broad stroke up and down her cunt. Jessie was leaking juice now, as well as his residual cum, and Jakob slurped it up greedily. Now he narrowed his tongue so he could push it easily into her hole. In and out, and on every circuit a quick lick of Jessie’s clit. Jakob slipped a finger in with his tongue. Then he slid it into Jessie’s ass. “Oh, I was hoping you’d do that. Let’s go in so you can fuck my ass. C’mon. I need it now.” They dried themselves and rushed to the bedroom. Jessie knelt at the edge of the bed, her ass in the air. Jakob lubed several fingers and inserted them into her ass to relax her muscles in preparation for his cock. After a few minutes he lubed the huge cock and pushed some into Jessie’s butt. He pressed the tip of his of his dick against her ass. Jessie pushed back. Slowly the big cock made its way past her sphincter into her rectum. The head made an audible “pop” when it had progressed past the sphincter. The pressure on her anus and its multitude of nerve endings was intense and extremely pleasurable. She moaned, showing her approval of Jakob’s efforts. Jakob started moving, pushing himself all the way into Jessie’s bowel before pulling back. He repeated faster and harder. When he inserted two fingers into Jessie’s tight cunt he fucked both orifices in rhythm. Then he rubbed her clit with his other hand it was more—much more—than Jessie could stand. She had an orgasm to die for. She completely lost control over her body for almost a minute s she collapsed onto the bed and passed out. Jakob revived her, his hard cock still in her ass. “Don’t take it out…not yet. It feels so good. I love the way it makes me feel.” In time Jakob’s erection faded, and when it did, it popped out. Jakob lay next to his future wife. “I still think peeing on each other is strange, but if you want it I guess it’s OK.”
“How many times did we make love today?”
“I don’t know, I lost count and can’t remember. Not enough, though. I could never get enough of you.”
Chapter 3
Jakob and Jessie stayed busy fixing up the house. Jakob’s parents gave them new kitchen appliances as a wedding present and jessie’s mother gave them a new couch and chair for the living room. Jakob bought a new bed. They decided on a queen—big enough to sleep in but not so big that they’d get lost in it. They also bought a new flat TV, much bigger than their old set. Their house was now their home. Exams ended; they woke from their first night in their new bed just in time to attend graduation rehearsal. Considering all the screw-ups they were done in just over two and a half hours. “Let’s go into town,” suggested Jessie.
“Why?”
“I’d like to go to the park. I’ve always enjoyed sitting there looking at the pond. It’s so peaceful there.” That’s all Jessie had to say. They jumped into the truck, kissed each other briefly, and drove off. Like many southern towns, theirs consisted of a single street with the Town Hall and stores on one side and a park on the other. Behind the memorial for World Wars I and II was a path running around a small pond. There were trees and benches facing the pond, away from the street. Once Jakob parked Jessie led him to a bench under a spreading live oak. When she was seated she looked around and, seeing that they were pretty much alone, opened Jakob’s belt. “Jessie, what are you doing? We’ll get into trouble.”
“No, we won’t. It was such a turn on when I jerked you off on the bus to Orlando, worrying whether we’d get caught. Just think what it’ll be like fucking here—in the park, in public. What a rush!”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea. Someone will see you moving on me, for sure.”
“Ah, but I don’t plan on moving so there’ll be nothing to see. Just watch.” Jessie carefully removed Jakob’s hard cock from his pants. She stroked it several times to harden it further. Then she sat in Jakob’s lap. She was wearing no panties or thong so she simply eased Jakob into her. Jessie closed her eyes so the only sensation she was experiencing was the penetration of her cunt by Jakob’s erection. Jakob thought her tunnel even hotter than usual while Jessie savored the heat emanating from Jakob’s cock. True to her word Jessie did not move. Instead she flexed and relaxed her vaginal muscles. She must have been practicing every spare minute because she was able to do it rapidly and with strength enough to squeeze Jakob’s cock forcefully. The effect of these contractions was very similar to regular sex. It was extremely enjoyable for both of them.
“Oh shit,” Jakob said. “Here comes a cop. We’re in for it now.”
“Nonsense,” replied Jessie. “Leave this to me.”
“She leaned back putting her arm around Jakob’s neck. She tousled his hair before saying, “Good morning, Officer.”
“Good morning, shouldn’t you kids be in school?”
“No, we’re excused,” replied Jessie. “We just had to go to graduation practice and we have the rest of the day free. We graduate tomorrow AND we’re getting married right there in Town Hall tomorrow afternoon.”
“Really? Well, isn’t that nice for both of you. I’d like to chat but I must be on my way. Enjoy your day.”
Jakob breathed easier once the policeman had walked on. “Why’d you start a conversation? I was close to cumming. Everything would have been a real mess if I’d done it while he was here.”
“I think it’s going to be a real mess either way. I’m so turned on I’m leaking big time. Let’s see what we can do here. She continued her flexing, but this time Jakob slipped his hand under Jessie’s skirt. He rubbed and pinched her clit while she was working his cock. They almost had a problem when an elderly couple strolled past and Jakob was groaning away, but they must have been hard of hearing because they never batted an eye. Jakob bucked as he deposited five long thick ropes of semen into Jessie: almost simultaneously she came, her orgasmic motions spreading Jakob’s cum all over his pants. Jessie had been right. They were a big mess. Slowly, the walked from the park, Jakob with a huge cum stain covering his abdomen, Jessie with cum dripping and running down her legs. When they got to the truck Jessie reached up to kiss him. “Thanks, Jakob,that was such fun.”
“Oh, yeah? I guess you didn’t see that cop wink at me. I don’t think he was fooled at all.”
Jessie spun around. “You’re kidding, aren’t you? Oh God, we could have been arrested.”
“Maybe, but what could anyone see, only a beautiful woman sitting in her fiance’s lap? That old couple was a bigger concern. I was shaking like a leaf I was cumming so hard and you weren’t much better. I guess you’re right—it was a blast! Just like every other time we make love.” They laughed as the drove home to make use once again of their new shower.
Jakob parked around back so they could head right for the shower. Jessie had stored a few towels in an old cabinet they placed near the shower. They cavorted under the hot water soaping each other—Jakob paying special attention to Jessie’s magnificent breasts; Jessie massaging soap into jakob’s balls.
Suddenly Jessie stopped. “What’s wrong, Jess?” Jakob asked.
“Nothing,” his wife-to-be replied. “I was just thinking. This soap is pretty slippery stuff. I want to try something, OK?” Jessie rubbed the soap between her hands, working up a lather. One hand she applied to jakob’s cock, the other she ran into her asshole. She bent over clutching her ankles with her hands. “Surely you don’t need an invitation. Put it in me; put it in my ass.” Jakob put one hand on Jessie’s hip, the other he used to push his cock into Jessie’s ass. The soapy water was really slick. Once he gained a beach head into her ass his cock slipped easily into her butt. Jessie’s ass seemed especially tight this afternoon. It clamped onto his cock, squeezing and compressing it while he moved in and out. He reached around her to tease her clit. The friction was incredible despite the lubricating soap. Jakob could not stand it a second longer. “Unghhh, unghhh, unghh,” he could barely speak as he shot his creamy cum deep into Jessie’s rectum. To Jessie the feeling was equally intense. She felt totally filled by Jakob’s cock. She responded when Jakob ran his finger up and down over her clit with one of her biggest orgasms ever. She would have collapsed onto the shower floor had jakob not caught her, his cock still buried deep into her ass. They went inside and slept through dinner, through the night, waking only when the sun rose, shining through the window, around six a.m.
Chapter 4
Jessie opened her eyes to find Jakob leaning on one arm, gazing into her face. “Is it morning?” she asked.
“Yes, it’s our morning. How should we start it?”
“Silly boy, you know exactly how I want to start it—the same way I want to start every morning—with you inside me. Lie back and let me mount you. I feel like riding you this morning, OK?”
Jakob rolled over on his back exposing his huge erection. “What do you think?” he laughed. Jessie joined him for a few seconds before getting down to business. She rose onto her knees, stroked him several times before lowering her head onto and over him. Jessie wrapped her luscious lips around the cock she loved so much and took the entire tool into her throat. She waited there for a few seconds before pulling off. She repeated for several minutes noticing Jakob had closed his eyes and was breathing in shallow pants. “Oh, Jessie, if I could only tell you how great that feels. It’s heavenly, almost as heavenly as your wonderful pussy. Oh, Jessie, fuck me, please! I do so want to be in you.”
Jessie lowered herself slowly onto Jakob’s steel tool. Now it was her turn to feel ecstasy as Jakob filled her cunt to the breaking point. The stretching of her vaginal walls sent jolts of sexual electricity through her body. She would have had difficulty explaining exactly what she felt, she only knew it was the most satisfying feeling she had ever known. Jessie rocked forward grinding her clit into Jakob. He reached up to cup her breasts, rolling her nipples—making them harden under his touch. He leaned forward to suckle her, evoking a mild gasp from her lips. Jessie arched her back as the sensations in her clit intensified and spread throughout her body. Jakob was sharing her experiences. He could feel his balls tighten as his baby-making juice was forced up through his cock into Jessie, flooding her womb with sperm. Jessie reacted to his raging motions with convulsions of her own. Spasms of deep passionate pleasure wracked her body. She had never felt such a wave of total all encompassing pleasure. She fell into Jakob’s arms. “I love you, Jakob. I love you more than life itself.”
“Jessie, you are everything to me. I don’t know how I existed without you.” They held each other for a long, long time.
Eventually hunger drove them from the bed. Jessie went to the bathroom to wash her abdomen and thighs. She’d have a full shower later. Jakob went to the kitchen to start coffee and prep some eggs for scrambling. He had just broken his last egg when his cell phone rang. The conversation was one-sided. Jakob mostly listened to the caller. When he hung up there was a look of determination on his face. Jessie appeared a moment later fully dressed, ready to go to the hairdresser. Jakob thought she looked perfect as she was. After breakfast Jessie drove to town and Jakob went out to the barn looking for a particular tool he had seen the other day. He found it leaning against the barn wall. He took it to the grinder, sharpening it to a razor edge. The tip of the blade, normally dull, was honed to a sharp penetrating point. Jakob held the handle and took several quick swipes. Yes, the tool would work exactly as he had envisioned. He took it into the bedroom and slid it under the bed, hidden by the bed skirt. He returned to the kitchen to clean the breakfast mess and wait for Jessie’s return.
At 1:30 Jakob and Jessie were dressed for their ceremony. Jakob wore a blue blazer, a white button down shirt with a blue paisley tie, gray slacks, socks and penny loafers. Jessie was exquisite in an emerald green dress that exactly matched her eyes, light tan 4-inch heels and, of course, no panties. They got into the truck and drove to town, finding a parking spot just across from Town Hall. The other members of their party were already there on sidewalk. Together they walked in and discovered they would have to wait for one other couple. When it was their turn they gripped each other’s hand a little tighter. When the Justice started his spiel Jakob spoke up, “We have our own vows if that’s OK with you.”
“Of course,” he replied.
Jakob went first,”Jessie, I was nothing until I met you and I’m still nothing without you. You make me complete. Your love is the driving force in my life. I love you more than life itself. I pledge that I will spend the rest of my days loving you and caring for you. Will you marry me?”
Jessie’s turn, “I will, with all my heart. Jakob, I cannot believe the joy you have brought into my life. I look forward to every day with you. I could never imagine being without you. I love you with all my being, with every fiber in my body. I cannot conceive living without you. Will you marry me?”
“I will”
Jakob’s father produced the rings and they said the traditional, “With this ring I thee wed.” And it was done. Jakob and Jessie were married. They went to the Johannson farm for a brief reception and dinner before they had to leave for their graduation. Like most such ceremonies it was too long and too boring. They returned their caps and gowns, picked up their diplomas, hugged each other and headed home, exhausted from their long emotional day.
Once home, Jessie turned to him, ”I think we should consummate our marriage, don’t you ?”
“Oh yes, consummating is number one on my list of priorities—just like every other day.” They laughed as they came together in a long embrace. Jessie tiptoed up for a kiss deep with desire and need. She led him to the bedroom. Jessie removed his tie and opened his shirt, kissing his chest and biting his nipple. She dropped his pants and boxers; he stepped out of them, his erection pointing skyward. Jakob turned Jessie around kissing her neck as he lowered her zipper so she could step out of her dress. She was wearing a bra, but nothing else. That she dropped on the floor also, freeing her breasts for her lover—her husband. They embraced flesh on flesh joining them together as they fell onto the bed. Jessie spun around putting them into the 69 position. She engulfed Jakob’s cock in her hot mouth. She licked his shaft and all around the head, driving Jakob wild with desire. Jakob was doing his share. He licked Jessie’s labia before pushing his tongue deep into her hot wet tunnel. He shifted his attention to her swollen clit, licking it all over before pulling it into his mouth, sucking it between his teeth. They could have cum like this with no difficulty at all, but they wanted more. They wanted to join together as no other act could do. Jakob turned her around and mounted her in the missionary style-quite conservative for them. He looked deeply into Jessie’s eyes, mouthing “I love you” as he gently pushed his cock into Jessie. She was so wet with desire and anticipation there was no physical resistance to his entry. Now, at last, they were joined together, united as one—husband and wife—bound together for all eternity. They started to move, choreographed by their love as much as their need for each other. Faster and faster, harder and harder, until they exploded in orgasmic delight; they fell in a post-coital bliss they had never before known.
Jessie fell into a deep sleep but Jakob remained awake as if expecting some interruption to their joy. Around two a.m. he heard a noise, someone breaking into the house. He leaned over to Jessie, placed his hand over her mouth and woke her. “Someone’s in the house. Get under the bed and stay there until I tell you to get out. Now go!” he whispered. He reached under the bed for his tool—an old sickle made of fine tool steel honed to a razor’s edge. He tiptoed out of the bedroom into the bathroom, hiding behind the door. He saw a shadow sneaking down the hallway. A large object—a rifle or shotgun—in the person’s grip. The shadow peeked into the bathroom. Seeing nothing he turned away toward what he thought would be his target. Just as he raised the weapon Jakob struck, slicing the sickle through the air with a vicious backhand stroke. The tip broke through the side of the intruder’s neck slicing the carotid and jugular en route through the voice box and out the other side, destroying the twin vessels on the other side. So strong and so accurate was Jakob’s thrust that he nearly decapitated the assailant. The weapon raised in response to Jakob ‘s onslaught fired harmlessly into the ceiling.
“Jakob?” Jessie yelled.
“I’m OK,” he responded, “Stay there until I tell you to come out.”
He flicked on the lights and saw, as he expected, Jessie’s father, Howard Holmes, shotgun in his hands. The phone call he’d received earlier in the day had been the sheriff, warning him that Howard had been overheard in the jail making threats, saying that he was going to get even with his slut daughter and her lover. Thanks to the warning Jakob was prepared and his bride, the love of his life, was safe.
“Jessie, I’m coming for you. I want you to promise me that you’ll close your eyes and keep them closed until I get you into the living room. Promise?”
“Yes, Jakob, won’t you please tell me what happened?”
“I will when we get out of here. There’s blood all over the place and I have to call the sheriff.” Once they were safely away from the site of the killing Jakob called the police and explained to Jessie exactly what happened. “I didn’t tell you about the phone call because I didn’t want to spoil your day—our day. But now everything will be OK. We’ll spend the rest of the night with my folks and tomorrow I’ll clean up the mess.” Jessie pulled him to her, holding him close—close enough for him to feel her shaking under the tee shirt he’d given her to hide her nakedness. They were still holding each other as the sirens approached.

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Author’s Note: I’d first like to thank everyone who read my first story and gave me feedback. I had seriously not anticipated or was even prepared for my story to attract any readers amongst a site where far more experienced writers reside (I say that as I’ve seen excellent stories myself as I am a fan of this site.) I had only contemplated writing my first story out of boredom, but now, due to the inspiring acceptance and excitement I received from my first story, as well as the gifts on constructive advice and motivation for future reference from more experienced writers/readers, I have decided to continue writing in my free time. (Thank you by the way to The_Purvv and other commentators, leave a name for me to reference my thanks in the comments and I will thank you by name in my next Author’s Note.) Before I continue however, I would like to address some things that were present in the comments in the last story’s comments, such as the authenticity and realism of details; I would like to remind that this is a fictitious story line but has certain aspects of reality to add the texture to the authenticity. For example, I was and still am a practitioner of Krav Maga and have been in several small competitions, I did participate in sports such as soccer and diving, I do have a sister who I am protective of and have gotten into physical altercations on her behalf on several occasions. I realize that some of these aspects within the story make it seem fake or even impossible to believe, but please understand that I only intend to create a story to intrigue and draw people in, a work of fiction and imagination with changes to many details of the small portions of my life written in the work. If I wanted to write an autobiography of my personal life I’d label it true story and properly describe myself and others in a more detailed light. But nevertheless, I appreciate the honesty of the comments and advice I received, and I intend to use it to the best of my ability, so now, I would like to show my thanks to all the readers and supporters by writing my next story. I sincerely hope that this next story does not disappoint and that you all enjoy!
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A delicately, tickling sensation was what drew Jason Frost out from the cool tranquility of a dream. He began to stir into consciousness when he vaguely became aware of someone next to him on his bed. The first thing he noticed as they looked down was a hand, his sleepy eyes followed the hand to an arm, then a shoulder, then a bare body that lay next to him. He felt a shift from the head that lay on his chest and looked down where his eyes were met by a familiar sight; his brain immediately kick-started as he recognized the girl with the stunning golden eyes.
“Hi…” He whispered in a mumbled voice, his body slower than his brain at waking up. Kyra answered in the same voice,
“Hi…” Jason could feel her tiny, little fingertips lightly tracing patterns on his chest; her heart beating in time with his own, as they enjoyed the feeling of their bodies so close and entwined together. The light was shining through the window as they lay in a blissful embrace on the bed, the sheets barely covering them, he knew that if anyone walked into his room right now they would see a tangle of naked limbs. He wasn’t concerned and didn’t even care if he got caught, he was holding a beautiful girl in his bed and had just had one of the most memorable nights of his life. Just then though, Kyra’s fingertips had probed the wound on his chest and he instantly felt pain erupt from the cut, she noticed him winced and realized she had done something wrong, pulling herself into a sitting/leaning position over him, her softball-sized boobs hanged down off her chest as she looked between his eyes and the cut.
“Where did you get that gash?” she had a facial expression that was caught between shock and concern, her fingers gently crossing the skin around the cut. Jason’s eyes were working quickly, he was caught between looking at Kyra’s eyes or her outstanding tits. Smirking, Kyra pulled her hand to his face and snapped her fingers, when his eyes quickly met hers, “Eyes up here pretty boy,” while gesturing from her boobs to her eyes. Smiling from being caught, Jason replied,
“Sorry babe, I can’t help it. I mean, a naked pretty girl in your bed would make you stare right?” He sat up and kissed her deeply before falling back on his pillow, smiling. Kyra smiled back as she began to rub and massage her hands along his torso and stomach,
“What happened tough guy?” she asked. Jason, who was actually enjoying her hands roaming his body, became aware of the serious tone in her voice and sat up to look her directly in her eyes. He could immediately tell that her golden eyes were filled with worry and, vaguely, fear. He took her head between his hands and kissed her, holding her head and the kiss for a couple seconds before slowly pulling away and answering.
“When I faced those jackasses last night, they were all swinging around little switchblades and one got a little lucky with his, that’s why the hoodie I gave you had a small cut. It looks worse than it is Kyra, trust me.” He was looking at her face when he realized that her eyes were starting to tear up, he pulled her close and hugged her, and it was then that she started to sob in his arms. He held her for a few minutes before she pulled away, she still had tears on her cheeks but had stopped crying, she managed to mumble out a couple words,
“You fought those guys to save me even though they could have killed you! I can’t do this to you! I can’t let you risk yourself just to protect me!” She started to sob hysterically again, not able to stand seeing her like this, Jason pulled her close and kissed her, holding his lips to hers and not letting her slip away. He held the kiss with her for a minute, his body touching hers helped him feel her heart pounding through her chest, which slowly calmed down to which he pulled his lips away.
“Kyra, I did not risk my life to kick those guys’ asses, I knew I could beat them from the start and I would not have let them hurt or rape you. I would never allow myself to stand by when I know that someone could be hurt and I deliberately do not assist them knowing that I could have save them.” Kyra sniffled,
“But…” Jason quickly interrupted,
“But nothing Kyra! I have been gifted with fighting skills that allow me to protect people, I like protecting people and if I can use my skills to aid that endeavor, then I’m glad for that. I do not regret risking anything to save you or anyone else, believe me.” This time she leaned in and kissed him. Immediately, they embraced and began to passionately make out, their lips barely separating at all as though if they did they wouldn’t be able to breathe. Their kissing was not meant to be wild or feral, but instead pure passion, they wanted to be together. Their actions were heating up, groping each other soon began to make both teens start to pant and sweat in the heat of the moment, slowly moving close to hot morning sex. Kyra was the first to succumb to the desire, pushing Jason onto his back and slowly crawling onto him and preparing to mount him. They both had the looks of fierce desire in their eyes, neither of them wanted to do anything more than to make love again and again before they had to return to the world, but unfortunately, fate had other ideas.
Two bad situations would occur to the teens in the next few minutes, both ruining their morning glory. Jason’s alarm had just become the biggest cock-block and the worst enemy in both his and Kyra’s world. Shrill and extremely annoying, Kyra was so surprised by the alarm that she lost her balance and fell before she could mount Jason, he was so surprised and infuriated by the alarm’s abrupt end to their primal urges that he swatted the alarm off his nightstand, promptly shutting off after it hit the floor. They had to get out of bed, they needed to clean off all the dried sweat and cum and juices from their bodies and the sheets, Kyra also needed to get to her house to change and get stuff for school, they each synchronized a groan as they got up from the comfy bed. That was the first situation, the second followed minutes later. Both of the teens knew that they had to get moving or else they’d be screwed, Kyra however had other ideas, she pulled him by the hand out the bedroom door and down the hall to the bathroom. Just as they reached the bathroom door, they started making out in the doorway, deciding to be halfway in the bathroom and halfway in the hall. The next bad situation followed in 5..4..3..2…
“WHAT THE FUCK!!?!?!?!!”….1… Jason and Kyra spun around, both stark naked, and faced a shocked and infuriated Tina standing at the top of the staircase. Simultaneously, they muttered “…Fuck…” as they realized that not only had they been caught, but from Jason’s sister and Kyra’s friend of all people. They each stood where they were, the two blushing teens were embarrassed and naked but could not move from Tina’s view, who stood there with her mouth forming an angry “O” shape. “Would either of you like to explain why I happened to walk right into my younger brother and one of my friends, who I don’t remember coming home with me last night so why the hell is she IN MY HOUSE. Furthermore….WHY ARE YOU NAKED!” Kyra had pursed her lips shut and Jason could only gawk at first before an elbow to the guts from Kyra made him start to think again. His mind worked furiously as he tried to think of something to say, all he could think of was,
“Uh Tina….well…..when a man and a woman are interested in each other, sometimes a series of events lead to a rise in temperature, the two then decide to take their clothes off and one things leads to another and…..” He heard a short giggle come from Kyra before they both were cut off by a single gesture from Tina.
“Jason, if you fucking smartass me right now so help me God I will end you and bury you so deep that the fires of hell will give you a tan.” She was dead serious and Jason knew that she would do it if he fucked with her. He felt himself take a big gulp. Tina pointed to him and said, “We are going to talk about this later.” He gulped again and said,
“Yes ma’am.” She turned her attention to Kyra.
“And you…. Since you’re a good friend of mine I won’t do shit until I know how the FUCK this happened. Right now I want you to take a shower quick so I can take you the fuck home so you can change and so you can get your shit and we can get to fucking school. Go. Now.” Promptly, both Kyra and Jason moved to enter the bathroom together, they managed to get the door closed before they heard a shout from Tina. “SEPARATELY YOU DUMBASSES!!!” Jason gave Kyra a big kiss that neither could pull away from. “JASON!!!!” Another shout from Tina got him moving, “And put on some pants before I kick your ass!!”
Jason made it too his room before he burst out laughing his ass off, he could not believe what just happened. He probably would have kept laughing had he not looked at the time and realized Will was picking him up in 45 minutes, he needed to hurry. He ran and took a shower in his parents’ bathroom, quickly finishing and drying off before running to his room, where he could not find anything that was Kyra’s. “They must have left while I was in the shower,” he began to crave Kyra’s naked body again, it had been 20 minutes since he last saw her but it started to feel like days, he missed her already. Jason sighed and quickly got dressed in a gray tee and jeans and quickly ate breakfast, he stepped outside when he saw Will’s car and jumped into his truck. He tried hiding his last experience from him, but once again, he never had a chance
“You had sex.” Jason was stunned and began gawking, he quickly straightened out,
“Since when did you start reading minds?!?” Will laughed,
“Since the last time I saw that awful attempt at hiding something from me, which I think was when Mallory Wells had told you she didn’t like me and you tried to keep me from getting hurt.”
“In my defense, she was a whore and I didn’t want you getting depressed because some slut rejected you. And last I checked you took it better me telling you than hearing it from her, soooo……” They both started laughing incredibly hard, as Will began asking questions about how it was, basic male questions about sex, but one question he never answered was who it was with. Will kept asking, but he was adamant.
“Come on man! I’m your best friend, you gotta tell me!” Will practically begged, but Jason’s answer was always the same,
“You’ll see.”
“You suck!” They both laughed again just as they arrived to the school. Will had informed Jason as they walked across the parking lot that his bruises had already started to fade away, but both of them could still tell that people were staring at him as he walked through the school, he wondered why, was everyone still talking about the fight? As he and Will walked down the hall, they didn’t see it coming when all of a sudden they felt an arm around their necks, they looked between them to see Mara, who was using them like crutches as they all walked down the hallway.
“Do you know how easy it is to sneak up on you two? Seriously, Will, Jace, too easy.” They all laughed, but Mara could immediately tell something was up. “What’s the matter guys?” They both responded, “Nothing…” She looked at Will, then to Jason, turning back to Will she asked, “Okay, what’s up with Frosty.” He jabbed her in the side for calling him that, only Mara used that nickname on him since they were kids and she knew that it drove him crazy. Will grinned as he looked at Jason and asked,
“Can I tell her?”
“Tell me what?” Mara was confused, glancing from Will to Jason. Jason shrugged the okay, to which Will leaned in and whispered into her ear. Her reaction was immediate. “Shut the fuck up!! He did!! No wonder Frosty seemed like he melted!” Jason couldn’t help but grin, and just like Will, Mara started nagging him to tell them who it was that he had sex with, but Jason kept his mouth shut. Now both of them were nagging him and he didn’t know what to say except nothing.
“Tell us who it was Jace!!” They were begging him by the time they reached Jason’s locker, but he kept refusing again and again, until they finally broke,
“You know what, we’re just gonna wait until we see her, neither you nor her can wait forever to meet in school, we will find her!” This is where things got interesting, for as they were speaking, Jason was looking past them and saw the one girl he really wanted to see more than ever. He instantly recognized Kyra walking down the hall towards him, she was wearing a frilly red blouse with dark jeans that already got his blood pumping, bringing his sail to half-mast already. She was 20 feet away and closing when he dropped his bag and stepped through Mara and Will, they met in a hug in the middle of the hallway before they kissed in front of everyone, they didn’t even care that everyone was staring as they held the kiss for almost a minute. When their lips finally separated, Jason smiled as he introduced Kyra to his gawking best friends.
“Guys you kept asking to tell you who she was, here she is.” Kyra managed an awkward little hello, giggling, Mara and Will returned the greeting just as awkwardly, partly because they were still gawking, “Kyra Despos, meet my two best friends, Mara Bell and Will Kingsley.”
“Nice to meet you…Kyra… Jason, a word please…” Will and Mara muttered out responses before promptly pulling Jason aside, away from Kyra, and started to bombard him.
“Holy fuck holy fuck holy fuck,” this was Will, “Your first bang was with HER!?!” discreetly gesturing towards Kyra, Jason nodded the affirmative. Mara squealed in excitement as she hugged him as Will followed suit and sandwiched Jason between Mara and himself, the two started acting like 5 year-olds as they jumped around still hugging. Jason, who was jumping and laughing from within the hug, looked over to Kyra and caught her eye, giving her a sheepish grin as his best friends still kept hopping around. Finally, Mara extracted herself from the hug and said to Will,
“Looks like Jason finally decided to join the club. Took him long enough, huh Will?”
“Yup. I don’t know about you Mar but I was getting kinda worried that Jace bought the farm, I was starting to think that he needed saving by his playmates.” Mar just stood there with a confused look on her face, even after being his best friend for almost 13 years, only Jason was able to understand Will’s aviator slang which constantly baffled Mara.
“What?” she obviously had no idea what he said, so Jason had to come to her rescue.
“He said that he was getting worried that I failed at getting laid by myself and thought that I would need my wingman,” Mara glared at him, “AND wing-woman, to save me and help me get laid.” Will did a Hallelujah and stuck his fist out for Jason to bump, which he did. Will was obsessed with the Navy and the Air Force, mainly due to the story of his parents, which everyone had heard more than once heard from him. His parents had met while they were on leave from active duty, his mom serving as an aircraft mechanic and his dad an aviator who flew missions during the Gulf War, both of them had met while off-duty when their ships were docked. They didn’t know if they would see each other again until they discovered that they were in fact serving on the same aircraft carrier; Will said that his dad had constantly chased her around and it wasn’t until the war ended that his mom finally reciprocated. Since Jason and Mara had met him, Will had always wanted to go to the Air Force ever since he learned his parents’ heritage and he would constantly say how he was born to be in the air. “Oh and by the way, I was not in trouble asshole, I just wasn’t interested in getting in bed with every girl that came onto me.” Will shrugged,
“Eh, fair enough.” He was about to say more when the 3 friends were interrupted by the 5-minute-bell that meant they had to get to homeroom, Jason quickly told his friends they’d talk in class before slipping past them and reaching Kyra.
“Where’s your homeroom?” he asked after grabbing her hand. He saw a twinkle in her eye.
“Follow me.” She said smiling as she pulled him away from the lockers. He followed her through one of the school’s emergency exits, which led to the unused stairwell that the stoners would use to get high in, the nerds would play games in, and the couples and sluts would bang in. Jason knew that he wasn’t going to be seeing Mara or Will in homeroom.
The second Jason confirmed the coast was clear and the door locked, Kyra jump on him, her arms and legs wrapping around his neck and waist, as her lips honed in on his. Jason returned the kiss as they began to passionately make out in the stairwell, Jason with his back to the wall as he held Kyra aloft in his arms. Both of them knew that if they were going to do anything fun, they wouldn’t have much time before homeroom finished, and Kyra was the first to move into action. Separating herself from him, she swiftly knelt down to undo his belt buckle and pants, her fingers fumbled around in his boxers before he felt her hand pull out his semi-erect dick. He saw her eyes widen and fill with lust as she deftly started to stroke it,
“I’m never going to not be surprised by how big this is, I just gotta have it right now.” She returned her attention to the quickly hardening cock in her hands, and ran her tongue up its length, stopping for a second at the tip were she began flicking her tongue across the head. She kept licking up and down his dick until he was at his maximum size, Jason all the while feeling great as he climbed the stairway to heaven, what she did next though brought him directly to the pearly gates instantaneously. Without taking her tongue of his head, she brought her mouth around the tip of his head and plunged her head down over his shaft, pulling in over half his length down her mouth on the first go. Bringing her head back up she started sucking and swirling her tongue around his cock head before taking a deep breath again and plunging her head down again on his shaft, trying to take the whole length in. She almost made it, stopping at only two-thirds its length, where Jason felt his head rub against the sides of her throat, unaware he was lightly pushing his hips to get further in her mouth, he was in such bliss that he could have been punched anywhere on his body and he wouldn’t feel it in his ecstasy. He heard Kyra make a small choking sound, which reverberating through her jaw which caused a vibration around Jason’s cock, he tried to stifle a moan through his teeth but to no avail, it still came out pretty loud. She pulled off once more, to his displeasure, but before he could say anything, she took a deep breath and once again swallowed his cock, this time taking his whole length into her mouth. “Dear Sweet Mother of God” was he could think, he tried to speak but when he opened his mouth, all that came out was an uninhibited and uncontrollable moan. This time Jason knew without a doubt that he had hit the back of her throat, and he was aware that he was thrusting into her throat, hearing Kyra start to gag but not pull her head off, holding her mouth over his entire length for a couple seconds as Jason felt her throat contract and squeeze his whole shaft, he could feel himself getting close. A couple seconds later and Kyra pulled her mouth off his cock and coughed, Jason however was not coming down from his high as he tried to find his voice, managing only a couple words,
“’Bout…to cum…” he barely got the words out, Jesus he was out of breath from that. Kyra was already pushing her pants and a sexy black thong down her legs when she quickly stepped closer to Jason, pulling her leg up to allow him easier access to her pussy, which was already glistening wet.
“Well I need you inside me right fucking now so don’t even think about cumming without me.” She said seriousness heavy and hot in her voice, he was so aroused by it he instantly was ready to continue. Catching his breath again, Jason moved his hands around her and grabbed a firm hold of her ass and lifted her into the air, allowing him far better mobility for what they were about to do. Kyra’s hand was underneath them, using it to guide Jason’s cock head to her dripping slit, they both gave a slight moan as he gently penetrated her and slowly slide his length deeper inside her. When he finally bottomed out, his shaft buried deep inside her pussy, they both started into a rhythm, Jason thrusting into Kyra’s pelvis, while her hips humped back into his, both gradually picking up speed and intensity. Jason was back in heaven as he felt Kyra’s tight pussy walls clench his dick, she gyrated her hips as he thrust into her which made the sensation even more amazing on his dick. Kyra was already making soft, sexy moans already, and Jason knew that they didn’t have much time left, so he decided once again to be spontaneous. Pulling out of her, he got her back to her feet and turned her around so that she was closer to the wall. Both now standing, he turned Kyra so she would face the wall and have her back to him, Jason then made her lean against as he stood back to admire her sexy, round ass. Smacking her ass a couple times, she gave an innocent yet sexy “ow” mixed into a moan as he re-entered her tight pussy, immediately going into a fast, intense rhythm as he fucked her from behind. It didn’t take long before Kyra was moaning loud, trying not to scream but Jason could tell she wanted to hard. Thinking fast, he reached in front of her and pulled her top off her chest before placing the wadded up shirt in her mouth, allowing her to scream and moan without care as she grew closer to an orgasm. But he didn’t stop there, one hand pulled her bra down, freeing her magnificent tits and exposing them to the world and his hands which immediately began to grope and knead them. Keeping one hand holding onto her boob, he moved the other back to her ass, spanking her right butt cheek as they entered into the final stretch of their sex session. Kyra reached up to her mouth and pulled out the shirt and panted out between moans,
“Ooohhh…….yesss….babe…..don’t stop…..I’m so close…” She placed her hands back on the wall for support as Jason continued fucking.
“Me too….I’m almost there…Come on, final push baby!!!” He picked up the pace as he and Kyra began to fuck more wildly and roughly than they had ever done before, wanting to finish in full swing. Less than a minute later, both of them screamed as a powerful, intense orgasm rocked their bodies. Jason clenched his teeth in an attempt to suppress his own scream with mild success, as he felt long ropes of his cum spurt inside Kyra’s flooding pussy; his orgasm had taken him so high that right now he was sitting on cloud nine. Kyra was struck by a far more intense orgasm, she was still biting her wadded up shirt in a far more vain and futile attempt to suppress her scream, which was still loud enough that it echoed in the empty stairwell. Her body went rigid in her orgasm, her pussy flooded by the mix of Jason’s cum and her own, so much that a couple drops had fallen from her leaking cunt.
They both started to come down from cloud nine, Jason slouching against Kyra’s body as they both tried to catch their breath; it took a few minutes before they finally were able to manage words. It was Kyra who spoke first.
“How…can you possibly…be so good…..” she was still panting from the sex, Jason was in a slightly better state.
“Maybe it’s not that I’m good……maybe I just have a good partner.” He gently planted kisses on her neck from behind. Kyra smiled and reached behind her to caress his face,
“Jason, you’re definitely the best I’ve ever had, but I have to tell you something, something important.” Jason could feel his heart stop, it practically skipped a beat, as he noted the seriousness in her voice. He sat down on the wall and pulled her too him.
“What’s the matter?” Kyra took his hand in hers and pulled it to her face, she gave a small smile as she looked into his silver eyes.
“Jason, I love having sex with you, but can I tell you the truth.”
“Of course you can.”
“When your sister was driving me home this morning, she told me that I could not stay with you because she knew how I like to sleep around. I told her with you I never planned on doing anything when I’m with you, but she continued with something else that kinda got me.”
“What?” Jason was trying to hide his rising anger. “Tina, that bitch!” he thought.
“Well, she had apparently found out that a couple other girls that are now interested in you. When she saw me and you naked in your house this morning she knew that I had stayed the night, she knows that I’m not the kind of girl to fall asleep after sex so that was her first inclination you were good.” “What the fuck?” He thought.
“Since when is my sister allowed to take liberties over who I’m with and who my dick goes into!” He was starting to get visibly angry, he was fuming. Kyra quickly tried to explain.
“Jason! She told me that as her little brother, she wanted you to have the best final two years of high school before college, she told me that she wanted to try to set you up with other girls before she left! I felt selfish keeping a Godsend like you only for myself!” He took her face between his hands,
“But what if I wanted to stay with only you! What if I didn’t care about other girls anymore?!?!” He felt her pulling away but moved in and kissed her deeply, passionately. After about 5 or 6 seconds he pulled away and just stared deep into her eyes, trying to memorize everything he could about her beautiful, golden eyes. Kyra smiled weakly as she put her hands over his, his palms still holding her face.
“Jason….I will never forget you, ever, but I’m leaving for college in a year and I’m not getting into a relationship only to leave you soon after, I will not do that to you. And I will not allow you to keep the gift in your pants all to myself.” She promptly stood up and started to redress herself, her pussy was still dripping with cum. Jason still sat against the wall, shocked, while his mind worked at a million miles an hour to comprehend what just happened. He had just started to pull his pants back up just as Kyra finished and knelt in front of him.
“Jason, you are a great guy, there will be other girls that will make your life better, and I know there will be one girl who is perfect for you, I can’t be in the way to stop that girl from finding you, and I will not be there to stop you from living you life.” She stood up and moved to the door, opening it slightly and looking to see if anyone was around, before stepping halfway back into the hall. Jason didn’t know what to say.
“Kyra……” he felt tears begin to form around his own eyes. “Not now,” he thought, “Damn it, not now….” Kyra looked at him once more with her radiant, golden eyes, and said,
“Goodbye….Jason Frost.” She stepped out the door and in a split second, she was gone. Jason’s hands went straight to his head, cradling it as he tried to process what just happened.
“No no no NO!!!!” He lashed out with his fist and hit the wall, not hard enough to break his fist, but hard enough that the wall made a dull thud and his hand began to hurt. He ignored the pain, he felt tears fill his eyes and begin to flow down his face as he buried his head between his legs as he let the tears flow, quietly sobbing from a new ache in his heart. “GODDAMMIT TINA!!! WHY!?!!?!!!” he screamed inside his head, he would have kept swearing vulgarities and curses about Tina but was interrupted by the ringing of the first period bell, homeroom was over, he had to move.
Wiping his face of tears and slapping his cheeks to get rid of the redness, he finished pulling his pants up and grabbed his bag, checking himself in window’s reflection before quietly exiting the stairwell and entering the hallway. Keeping his head down, he walked to his first period class, where he didn’t think he would see anyone he would know, he was wrong when he noticed out of the corner of his eye someone familiar. It was Tina.
Jason saw his sister talking to a couple girls, he could feel his stomach fill and bubble with anger as he rapidly approached the group and spoke, he made his voice overflow with too much happiness, almost sarcastically.
“Hey Tina! Hey Tina’s friends, sorry but I need to borrow my sister for a second. Thanks!” He didn’t even wait for a reply, he just grabbed her arm and clamped his fingers together as he pulled her away from the group. She was already berating him.
“What the hell is WRONG with you!?!” Jason had pulled her aside from everyone, no one would bother them or see them.
“What’s wrong with me,” he hissed, “Nothing actually, I just have a sister who proceeded to take liberties over my love life because she didn’t want me to sleep with one of her friends!” He could feel his anger seething out, Tina noticed that.
“Jason, I was only trying to protect you from getting hurt from Kyra, she sleeps around and I didn’t want my little brother getting hurt.” She answered quietly.
“No, no you weren’t. You were trying to stop me fucking YOUR friends. You didn’t give a shit about whether or not I would get hurt, you wanted to maintain your reputation as Tina, popular girl, not Tina, Jason Frost’s older sister!”
“Jason that’s not true!” She was getting defensive.
“Don’t you dare tell me what is true and what isn’t true Tina!!!” he almost screamed, “You told Kyra to not stay with me when you were driving her home! She left me after we fucking during homeroom and now I just lost a chance with the girl I happened to really like, because you couldn’t handle catching me fucking someone in OUR house even though I’ve caught you doing just that a dozen times before!” She was staring at the floor during his tirade, she glanced up when he said, “Girl he really liked.”
“You like Kyra?”
“Yeah, I DID like her. You ruined that when you told her to leave me hanging the night after I lost my virginity to her.” He saw a tear forming in her eye, he didn’t give a shit.
“Jason…I’m sorry…I didn’t know…” She was definitely starting to have tears well up in her eyes.
“Tina, I have taken and done a lot of shit for you since we were little, you have told me thousands of times sorry and I accepted them because you are my sister, but right now, take your sorry and shove it up your ass.” He said this with a stern face and a serious tone, trying to suppress the anger that was raging inside him as he began to walk away, noticing tears already sliding down her cheeks as he turned away. “Fuck that” he thought as he walked away from her, ignoring the tears.
The next couple periods passed quickly when lunch came around. He hadn’t seen Will, Mara, or anyone else all day and the same occurred when he went to lunch. No one was around; normally he would see a couple of his friends but due to the school’s strange, weekly schedule, perhaps no one had his lunch period today. Sighing, he went to his regular table that he always sat and kicked back, closing his eyes to in an effort to clear his head again. It worked a little bit and he was sure it was working when suddenly he felt two small hands cover his eyes from behind. Jason was so shocked he felt his chair wobble as he fell backwards, hitting the tile cafeteria floor with a bang.
“Oh my God! Jason, I’m so sorry!” Flat on his back, Jason could feel his head start to ache as he looked up to see who was standing over him. Normally, he would have jumped straight up and played it off as his fault for the person in front of him, but today Jason could not even pull it off.
“Oh, hi Brook. Don’t worry, I’m fine.” He felt a little banged up, but he ignored the pain.
“Are you okay? Do you need help getting up?” She was obviously way more concerned than she needed to be, it was both cute and funny. Jason may have been hurt both physically and emotionally, but he still had his humor.
“Oh no worries, I’m fine, I’m just enjoying the view from down here.” He managed a smile and she giggled, she stuck her hand out to help him up, he took it and she tried pulling him up. He smirked as he felt her put all the strength in her tiny body into pulling him up, but it eventually worked and Brook managed to help him up, Jason pulled upwards and managed to gain his footing. He found himself standing extremely close to Brook, mere inches actually, and they still held each other’s hands. Jason was taller than Brook by a few inches, so he had to tilt his head downwards to look at her, they made eye contact. Jason felt his heart pump a little faster as he looked into her light green eyes, he became aware of Brook’s chest swelling when he noticed her boobs becoming more defined in her tight-fitting t-shirt. He also heard an almost inaudible gasp come from her lips as she looked into his eyes.
“Wow…” he heard her say,
“What?” he asked, Brook tilted her head as she looked closer into his eyes.
“Your eyes, I first thought they were blue, but now I don’t see any hue of it, I just see silver.” He turned away a little, pulled his hand away and broke eye contact, but he smiled and thanked her.
“Thanks Brook….” She saw how he was avoiding her eyes,
“Hey, Jason what’s the matter? You look like you just had a really bad day.” He tried to pull a grin together, but couldn’t manage it and glanced back at Brook.
“I…..I’m fine.” She was persistent.
“You don’t look fine. Come on, tough guy, you look like you need to talk to someone.”
“I really appreciate the offer Brook, but I met you yesterday, and I wouldn’t want to involve you in something you have a choice to hear.” She was an adamant girl though, pulling out a chair and sitting down, kicking her feet up.
“Try me. Sit down and talk.” Jason was trying to avoid sitting.
“Brook I….” She interrupted him,
“Sit.” Jason didn’t know why but he found her demanding tone kind of appealing, but he sat down and said,
“Are you sure? It’s a long story.” She glared at him and he shrugged an okay.
They talked for a while, and Jason could not believe how much he told her, the fight for Kyra, his night with her and getting caught, round two in the stairwell, his breakdown from her revelations to him, and his confrontation with his sister. She absorbed all of this, even asking questions, she was very psychological and understanding, she even got Jason to tell her the details of his sex encounters. By the end, he felt like he had been fully dissected and emasculated, but at the same time calmer, at peace, did talking to her about his problems really help that much?
“Jason, are you more interested in random sex, or in having a girlfriend?” He was caught off guard a little.
“Um what?” He was still stunned when Brook repeated herself. “Why do you want to know that?” Jason wanted to turn this examination around. She shifted slightly, herself caught off guard.
“I…uh…just was wondering, you know, just to get a better understanding of your dilemma.” she gave a laugh that was fake but Jason caught that and decided to play along.
“Okay, after having a taste of sex for the first time, I guess I’m a regular guy who likes it too. But I’m not necessarily a typical sex addicted guy who will drop everything for a random girl, I think I want to be the kind of guy who will drop everything for just one girl.”
“Why.” She was getting all Doctor Phil on him. Jason remembered a quote from Hugh Hefner,
“Because it’s not about the quantity, but the quality of the experience, I would rather have a constant new and great experience with one girl that a million random encounter with random girls, it would be more meaningful to have one person to love than dozens more to pretend I do.” Brook had put on a pair of black framed glasses and put her hair into a pony tail, she was a mix of the therapist and the sexy librarian vibe going on, it was sexy as hell.
“So right now you want a relationship more than sex?”
“I will always want a relationship in the future, but right now, after the shit I’ve had today, all I want is to get my head back on straight, to just go up to a random girl and just kiss her.” He said this looking directly into Brook’s eyes, her green eyes looking amazing through her glasses, what happened next was something he could never tell Will or Mara and convince them it really happened. Brook got up from her chair on the other side of the table and walked right up to Jason who was still sitting, where she pulled off her glasses with her left hand and used her right to grab the back of his head. Before he even realized it, Brook had leaned over him and placed her lips to his, kissing him softly, but firmly at the same time. It took Jason a long, shocked-filled second to realize that Brook was kissing him, he didn’t think though but his lips kissed back through muscle memory. Jason just leaned back in his chair making Brook lean further over him so she wouldn’t break the kiss, their lips melded together as they each got a taste of the other, both of them had their eyes closed as they pressed their lips into the other. Brook still had her hand on the back of Jason’s head, and he could feel her push his head closer to hers as they slowly began to make out in the middle of the lunchroom. Just like the rising intensity of their slow “dance,” both the teenagers started to feel their quickening heartbeats embolden them. His right hand floated up to where he gently placed it on the side of her stomach, he held it there for a second, seeing if she would back away, she didn’t, instead moving leaning closer to Jason. He knew that they wouldn’t have long before someone walked in, so he resolved to enjoy the moment. He continued with his right hand and lifted it to her face, taking her cheek into his palm, rubbing it, caressing it. He was surprised when he felt her lean closer, so much that she was about to fall on top of him, she surprised him even more when he felt her hand leave the back of his head and her arms move to wrap around his neck, she then sat her round firm ass on his knee as they continued to kiss each other. He removed his hand from her cheek and let both his hands fall to his sides, letting her body cover his. They sat there making out for at least 6-7 minutes before Brook pulled herself off him, Jason was confused as her lips left his, which abruptly took him out of his world of bliss.
“What the-” He asked bewildered, “Brook?” She stood there, her hand hovering over her mouth, she had a astounded look on her face.
“I…Jason…I gotta go…” and just like that she rushed out of the cafeteria, blushing, leaving a stunned Jason to try to figure out what just happened. One minute Jason had been in the midst of living the fantasy of most of the guys in the school, making out with Brook DeLinn, the hottest girl in the school who had come up to him and initiated a hook up in the middle of the empty lunchroom. Then without explanation, she stopped just as they both started to feel hot and their kissing got heavy. Jason felt the blood rush back around his body as he felt a softening feeling coming from his waist, he looked down and instantly figured out why she had stopped. While he was making out with her, he was so aroused by her that his blood had flowed into his member and had grown to his full length, the outline of his size showing on the side of his pant leg. “She must have felt my dick rubbing up against her, she must have been freaked out by it. Dammit!” he thought. Huffing, he cursed a little as he grabbed his bag and got up, he was about to leave when he noticed Brook’s black-framed glasses on the table, realizing she must have forgotten them, he picked them up and placed them in his bag so he could return them. The bell rang for to end the period, he started walking towards his next class.
He saw Will and Mara in his class, they immediately asked what happened, he told them everything that occurred that day, except he kept out the part with Brook. His best friends stood there gawking for the second time that day as they listened to him unfold the day’s event, it was Mara who came and hugged him first as he finished his story.
“Jesus Christ, Jason…….” She just held him in a hug, Will put his hand on his shoulder,
“Wow dude…..Are you okay?” Jason, holding back a couple tears as retelling the story made him break a little, had returned Mara’s hug with one arm, and had grabbed Will’s shoulder with his other one. Now fighting back tears, he said in a slightly broken voice,
“I…I’m fine guys….It’s just a scratch.” He tried to pull off a laugh mixed with a smile but it came out as a hoarse and creepy chuckle. “I just need some time alone today.” Mara and Will nodded, and they moved back to their seats, leaving him sitting at the back of the class. He was the same way for the rest of the day, quiet and reserved, he didn’t see Brook the rest of the day, or Kyra, or Tina. He got a ride home from school by Will, quiet still, and called his boss for the rest of the week off, his boss didn’t have a problem with it, actually noticing Jason’s disheartened voice and giving him the weekend off as well.
“Just come back when you’re good, I can’t have you teaching at your best if you’re having a shit week.”
“Thanks boss, appreciate it.” He hung up the phone and went to his room, he collapsed on his bed and closed his eyes. He flipped over and buried his head deep into his pillow, while lying face down on the pillow he smelled something sweet and rich on the pillow. Pulling his head up, he sniffed a couple more times as he realized he recognized this scent before, it was some really nice perfume he had smelled before. It hit him like a stone as he realized how it got there, it was Kyra’s. Suddenly flaring with rage and emotion, Jason chucked the pillow at the wall across from his bed, before grabbing his second pillow and doing the same thing, he then fell back onto his bed, head covered by his arms as he felt tears starting to surge. He didn’t try to stop them, he just let them flow down his cheeks and wet his sheets. He just wanted to be alone. An hour later, he heard his mom come in and ask if he was alright, he said he just needed his privacy, when she tried to say more, he heard his dad approach his mom,
“Leave him be, he’s a Frost, if he’s got a problem he’ll work it out best on his own. Come on dear.” He pulled his wife from the doorway; his mom looked uneasy, but left with him. Next came Tina,
“Jason…It’s me…” She was greeted by a flying shoe that Jason had grabbed and hurled at her head. “WHOA!….Okay I get it you’re still mad I just want to say—“ she was interrupted by the second shoe, followed by a loud “GET THE FUCK OUT!” Tina quickly closed the door and ran off down the hall. Jason didn’t give a shit about anyone right now; he just wanted to be alone.
He went to school the next day and didn’t talk to anyone, Mara and Will knew better than anyone that he just needed time and space, if they got involved he would only take longer to get his head straight. Jason just went to classes, did his homework, and just ignored the rest of the day. He saw Kyra in the hall, she was laughing with some guys and once or twice would make eye contact that they would hold for a second before they both broke it, he didn’t see Brook once, not in classes, halls, or even in school, he also avoided Tina like the plague, ignoring her feeble attempts of trying to talk to him. This process continued the next two days, he was pushing away from people and did nothing to try to make it any better, until Jason went to school on Friday.
Friday morning he woke up feeling significantly better about himself, he felt better than he did the past three days, and he got out of bed feeling great. He got dressed in jeans and pulled on his favorite plain white tee, went downstairs for breakfast and tried to find his keys to head to school. Will wasn’t driving him today because he had some kind of club already and he had to go early; Tina on the other hand didn’t need to attend school till later, allowing Jason to take the car to school today. He didn’t see his mom or his dad, they were still sleeping from their last 24 hour shift at the nearby hospital, they would have a full day to themselves before they would be called back into their next shift. Many people thought that because his parents worked in the medical field, long hours meaning little contact with family, it was the opposite really, they always spent time together and were a rather close-knit family. As Jason and Tina grew older, their parents instead of trying to keep them from going out or keeping the birds from leaving the nest, rejoiced and helped them leave, it sounded stupid at first but both Jason and Tina developed a heartache for their parents and would always come back to spend some time with them. Their folks were geniuses. Jason went back to look for his keys, which wasn’t in their normal place. He and Tina shared their family’s old 2002Mercedes ML320, a sleek black SUV that Jason considered his baby, asking his dad for help on learning on how to change the oil, changed the tires, and once he even learned how to fix the engine’s fan belt, he loved it. He was the one who took care of it, and whenever Tina needed a car, she had to ask HIM before taking it. As Jason would soon discover however, Tina could just take the car, for his dad had left him a present. He noticed a not on the counter next to a set of keys, Jason first took the note which read,
“Jason, your mom and I aren’t planning on going anywhere today, let Tina take your car and today you can use mine. You seem like you need a little down this week and I think this should give you the boost you might need. Have fun.” It was signed DAD with a little winking smiley face, it had an arrow on it which pointed to the keys next to where the note was. Jason’s face was struck with a colossal smile as he snatched up the keys and RAN into the garage.
A minute later, a massive roar echoed out the open garage door and out pulled a strikingly-beautiful 2012Dodge Challenger, painted granite grey with a black stripe down the center of the hood. Both his parents and Jason had been muscle car enthusiasts, his dad and mom wanted to get an older, more classical version of a muscle car, like a Mustang or Camaro, but instead decided to buy a brand new Dodge. Jason rarely drove it and Tina never had moved it more than an inch, she was apparently to “delicate” to handle such a machine, Jason laughed at the thought of her trying to drive this powerful beast as he pulled out of the driveway and onto the street. He could not believe his dad was letting him drive his car! He opened the windows and revved the engine, the sound that followed was not a mere purr, but a powerful roar from a 5.7 liter engine, he smiled as the vibrations shook the car when he floored the accelerator and sped down his empty street. He was grinning the entire drive as he entered the school parking lot, pulling into a spot close to the entrance and giving the engine a couple of revs, just to enjoy the shaking car and draw a couple eyes. He shut off the engine and exited the vehicle, making his way to the school entrance; people were already staring at him, and for once, he didn’t care, he actually kind of enjoyed it. He saw Will and Mara and ran up and hugged them both at the same time, lifting them both into the air in a big bear hug.
“What the hell Jason!” said a giggling Mara, “Put us down!” He swung them around a little before placing them down. Will turned to face him and said,
“Jesus Jace, you scared the crap out of me! What’s with the good mood?” Jason was so excited he couldn’t even respond with words, instead pulling out the Challenger’s keys from out of his pocket. Mara was the first one gasp.
“He gave you the Dodge!!!” she practically screamed, she was hopping up and down, “Oh my God I’m so happy for you! Let me drive it please!!” Mara also loved muscle cars, and she had wanted to drive his car just as much as he did.
“Maybe.” He said, grinning at her excited expression. Will suddenly jumped in,
“Wait I want to drive it too!” Mara immediately got defensive,
“Back off I’m driving it first, Jace loves me more.”
“No way Mar, I called first rides since his dad got it.”
“Will I swear to God I will bitch-slap you if you don’t back off.” She and Will then began to argue over who would get to drive it first, all Jason could do was stand back and laugh as he saw them argue. He just watched the scene and laughed when he suddenly her felt a tap on his shoulder, he turned around and saw someone rather familiar, he felt the air get caught in his chest as he recognized her.
“Um…Hi Jason.” Jason forced himself to breathe, exhaling his pent-up breath and taking another breath of air, he then spoke.
“Hi Brook.” She stood in front of him wearing a pair of jean shorts and a beige tank top that cut off just above her belly button, Jason felt his blood rush as he saw a lacy white straps of her bra and her hot, toned stomach.
“I was wondering if I could talk to you, in private. Please?” Jason glanced towards his friends, who were still bickering, then back to Brook, who was biting her bottom lip.
“Sure.” She took his hand and led him towards the side of the hallway. Jason leaned against the wall as Brook stood close to him and spoke.
“I’m sorry I left you alone in the lunchroom without telling you why the other day.” He folded his arms,
“You just wanted to pull me aside to tell me that? I thought you left cause I was bad and you were out of my league.”
“No no no Jason, I swear to you it wasn’t that. You weren’t bad at all, like at all. If anything you were better than I imagined, I was completely enjoying what we were doing, and when I felt your…”thing”… on your leg I thought it was almost too good to be true.”
“Then why did you leave?” Brook fidgeted a little, like she was trying to dance around the question.
“……Because you opened up to me and I realized you were a sweet and amazing guy and I couldn’t go through with it…” Jason was confused.
“Wait…Go through with what?” She turned away but he could tell she wanted to let something but was holding it in, “Brook…..Please, tell me….” She looked up at him with her big green eyes, this time he noticed that her eyes seemed a little watery.
“One of the guys who you beat up was my on-and-off boyfriend, he was so mad at you that he made me try to get close to you just so he could take advantage of you when you were occupied and get back at you with some other guys. After I met you I realized you were actually a sweet guy, and when I saw and heard you on Tuesday, I wasn’t able to help myself. I swear to God what we did in the lunchroom was really me doing it and not Brent making me.” She started to tear up, water brimming in her eyes. Jason stood there aghast, he slumped against the wall and took a deep breath.
“So what I thought was my lucky day, meeting you, a girl who I figured I had a one in a million chance of meeting had really been playing me from the very start? I honestly thought that we were friends, not just some game your douche bag boyfriend made up because he couldn’t handle getting his ass kicked.” Brook was now crying, he could see the tears streaming down her face.
“I’m sorry Jason……” she started to walk away from him, but she turned around a few feet away, “I broke up with Brent, permanently. After what he made me do to you, I never want to go back to him.” She turned again and started to walk away. Jason realized what she had just done, for him, he was not going to lose a second girl in a week. Pushing off the wall, he quickly caught up with Brook, grabbing her arm and spinning her round. As she spun around, he saw her wet cheeks and red eyes, now filled with astonishment, her lips formed a single word, “Jason….?” She didn’t get to finish her sentence. Jason pulled Brook close to him, without missing a beat leaning forward and planting his lips directly on hers, kissing her deeply. Her puffy eyes were starting to get back to their normal look, but they possessed a look of pure surprise in them, surprise which turned to desire and lust as Brook kissed him back. They stood in the middle of the hallway, kissing for a long time, or what at least felt like a long time to them, finally separating after a while. Jason looked into her deep green eyes before saying,
“Brook….I’m so sorry…I didn’t mean any of what I said….” She took his other hand into her own, glancing down at their clasped hands before returning to eye contact.
“It’s alright….I’m sorry I wasn’t honest with you when we first met, I was just doing something my idiot ex made me do.” He put his lips to hers to shush her, except it ended up turning into another extended kissing session. They were so oblivious to everything else besides each other that they didn’t notice people approaching. They didn’t notice till they heard a shout coming from the newcomers.
“Brook! What the Fuck!!!” Jason and Brook separated, where they were confronted by a couple football players, one of them was Brent. “You left me for this prick!?!” Brook pulled away from Jason and started to walk toward Brent, her voice filled with an accusative and angry voice.
“No Brent! You’re the prick! You wanted me to use this guy so that you could TRY and hurt him,” she walked right up to him, her tiny finger wagging in front of his face, “because you got embarrassed when he handed you your ass early, cause you are nothing like a man.” Brent then did something that would make his day a million times worse. He wound his arm back and let it rip, his hand coming down to slap Brook.
Brent expected his hand to connect with Brook’s soft cheek, but instead he felt his hand being stopped by someone very strong. Jason was standing beside Brook, he knew that Brent would get mad at Brook so he stayed close to her in case he lashed out, he was right. Jason had caught Brent’s wrist mid-flight before it hit her, his hand wrapping into a tight grip as he reverse the slap and flung the arm away from Brook. Brent was knocked back a little from surprise, to which Jason used the opportunity to moved Brook behind him, placing himself in front of her and facing the recovering Brent. In a stern, serious voice, he said,
“If you hadn’t tried to hit her I might have let you walk away, but now I’m going to teach you a lesson that you obviously didn’t get the first time.” Brent stepped forward and prepared to swing,
“Fuck you asshole.” He let a fist fly, but his hesitance let Jason be prepared for it, and Brent’s inexperience at throwing a good, fast punch allowed him to do something that shocked everyone. He merely stuck his hand out when Brent’s fist hit his palm, Jason’s fingers clutching around the fist as he applied force to stop the moving fist, he had caught the punch. Brent stood there with a look of shock on his face while Jason had one of utter aloofness, he said one thing to the douche-bag’s face,
“No, Fuck You.” Jason took a step forward and head-butted Brent, hard. Unlike the first time, Jason did not intend to end the fight quickly, but painfully, intending to teach the prick a lesson. Brent’s head snapped back from the force of the head-butt, but Jason quickly ducked underneath the arm in his control, standing parallel to Brent now, his arm still in his control. Grabbing the arm with both hands, Jason yanked the arm down and backwards, forcing Brent’s body to follow the arm again as he was flipped by the massive amount of force exerted by Jason’s strength. Brent hit the floor on his back, knocking the wind out of him and momentarily forgetting how to breath, Jason didn’t care, he still had control over his arm. Jason adjusted his grip with both hands so that it was around the guy’s wrist, he was thinking, “Let’s see if he ever hits a girl again with this hand,” Jason firmly gripped and twisted the wrist in one direction while turning the arm in the other, breaking his wrist with an audible crack. Brent had started to scream but he never got much out, for the moment that Jason broke his wrist, Jason quickly tossed the arm aside and turned around before kneeling on top of Brent, pinning his injured arm on the ground with his knee and placing one of his hands over Brent’s mouth, preventing him from screaming. Lowering himself to look his opponent in the eye, Jason said something loud enough that his friends and Brook could hear him as well.
“If I ever find out you hit a girl in the school, I will break your wrist AND your arm. If you attempt to hurt my sister or Brook every again, I will break BOTH your arms and wrists. And if you ever fuck with me again, I WILL put you in a full body cast if you’re lucky. Do I make myself clear.” Jason heard Brent shout “Fuck you!” from under his palm, he simply responded, “Shut the fuck up.” He removed his hand and delivered a quick, hard punch to Brent’s forehead, knocking him out.
Standing up, He looked at the jocks, one of them was taking a video on his phone, the rest looked nervous of him and just stood there, Jason simply turned away and approached Brook, who stood there open-mouthed. Taking her by the hand, he said quietly,
“Come on, let’s go…” she looked into his silver eyes, which shined not with anger or hatred, but with the conviction he had done something necessary, like he was fulfilling .
They walked down the hall, still holding hands. Brook wasn’t frightened by what she had just seen Jason do, she felt hot…turned on….like what he had just done was incredibly arousing. Jason turned to her when they were farther away, he turned to her and reached to cradle her cheek,
“Are you okay Brook?” She responded by standing on her tiptoes and stretching up as far as she could to kiss him fiercely on the lips. She pulled away slightly and bit her lip in a seductive way before asking him,
“Can you come over Saturday night?”

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Broken Birds, Part 11, Alice

Part 11
Alice
After dinner, they sat at the table, sipping some red wine, talking about Shoshana’s spirits. She’d been very depressed.
“Michael, she needs you there,” Rachael said softly.
“Dad, she understood about today, but she really shines when you’re in the room.”
“Hey, I’ll be there tomorrow,” he said in surrender. Then he had a thought. He picked up the sat phone and dialed Tim.
“Got a strange request. Is there some software you can get me for designing jewelry? Yeah, I know it’s late. Can you … Thanks.”
They looked at him expectantly.
“Look, part of the problem is she’s bored. I want to give her something she can do and get her dreaming about tomorrows. I want you three and her to design rings for my ladies. Call them promise or commitment rings. They can be the same or different – your choice. Rafaela’s pendants are beautiful, but a little impractical in some places like bed, showers or diving” he said winking at Beth.
Rachael stood up and came to him, bending over and in a tender, gentle kiss of thanks.
Beth stood and took the transmitter, “I want to hear my private message” she announced and strode to Michael’s room.
My dear sister, thank you for your love. I already love you. I will come to you soon.
Please help Michael understand and forgive my father. Michael has every right to be angry, but PLEASE help. Daddy is broken hearted and I am afraid he will do something stupid.” Rafaela’s voice was shaking.
Tell Lynne I am lying with my lover, her juice on my face and mine on hers, Rafaela giggled into the microphone.
By the way, do you like making love to girls?
Another delightful giggle.
Ask your father about the computer. Perhaps it would be possible to have Shoshana write to me since she cannot speak well yet.
Goodnight love.
In fact, Rafaela did not have Alice’s juice on her face. Her face was swollen from Miguel’s brutal slap and she held a towel with ice against her sore jaw.
She was startled by a gentle knock. Alice looked up from the huge bed, a questioning look on her face.
Rafaela went to the door. “Who is it?”
“Miguel. Quickly”
She opened the door and her brother slipped in.
When he looked at her jaw, his remorse was written plainly on his face. He adored his sister.
“Rafaela tonight has been crazy. All our lieutenants came to me, congratulating me for putting you in your place.”
She thought a moment. If Miguel became the true head of the family, she could run. Right now she had nowhere to flee. She really didn’t want to run without a plan.
Alice jumped from the bed. Rafaela translated what Miguel had told her.
“Simple. Beat her and when she heals, banish her. Be very loud. That way, some of your enemies will think you hate her and lessen her danger. Have her attended by doctors you control. In two weeks we will have a plan where to go.” Alice said.
Rafaela translated. A look of horror came over his face. “No, I cannot do it. Hitting you today is breaking my heart. No.”
“Then beat me and have the doctors say it was Rafaela,” Alice said quietly, adding, “I feel really bad about what I did with Michael. I ruined any chance I had with them. I am dying of guilt. Beat me.”
Rafaela looked at her lover and translated for Miguel. She knew the screams had to be real, so the pain and violence had to be real.
Miguel nodded grimly. He slipped out silently. He would make a grand entrance in a few minutes.
Beth returned to the group, bringing the transmitter with her. Another decision. Should they invite Alice? Michael polled his ladies.
They voted unanimously to give it a try.
Michael picked up the combination earpiece / microphone.
Rafaela, love, I have spoken with Peter and we’re good. Not great, but we’ll work it out. Beth is right. He’s family.
Also, we want to invite Alice to join us. The girls love and still trust her. I think giving me all her notes made some points with them. She is your friend as well. Were she to return to her former life, she’d be in a lot of danger. She knows your secrets as well as the girl’s. She would be the only way your enemies could get at you. She’s also a damn good doctor from what I hear. So please ask her.
Beth took the earpiece. “This is Beth and the answer is YES.”
Rachael went next, “Come soon, love.”
Lynne with a wistful look on her face, “I wish you were here tonight. I have something special planned,” giggling. “Love ya.”
Michael sent the message, chuckling. He knew what Lynne had planned.
All outside business done, Rachael really looked at her youngest daughter for the first time that night. The haunted look had disappeared. Lynne’s eyes danced with lust, confidence and delight.
“It’s still my day, right?” Lynne said with a husky voice.
Rachael and Beth nodded.
“Then let’s get cleaned up and into Michael’s bed.”
An hour later Michael, Beth and Rachael were in Michael’s room, sipping champagne when Lynne walked in. All had similar robes on.
Lynne took her flute and began to speak, “I can’t believe the incredible day I’ve had. You were both right. I was a virgin! Now, I want to learn to be a slut for our man.”
“Since we’ve only got one man, I wanted to try something.” Tabling her glass he turned to Michael and led him to the bed. She was so wet thinking about this. She laid him on his back and motioned for him to move to the center.
She motioned Rachael and Beth to either side of him. All three women shrugged out of their robes while Lynne crawled from between his legs. He was kissing Beth while cupping a breast, and then kissing Rachael while Beth caressed Rachael’s hard nipples.
Lynne took the head of his cock into her mouth, slobbering over it, preparing it for a night of sex.
When she thought his cock sufficiently lubed, she climbed on the bed, moving the girls away from Michael’s pelvis. She swung her leg over him so she was facing his feet. She reached back to guide him into her steaming pussy, but Beth shook her head, indicating she should lean forward. When she did, Beth licked her labia and ass hole with a wet, knowing tongue. Lynne squealed in delight. Beth guided her back and inserted his cock.
Rachael watched intently, watching Michael’s cock disappear into her daughter as Beth helped.
Fully impaled, Lynne began to explain, “Michael let me dance on top of him cowgirl this morning. It was incredible. I came and came. After, he was still hard. It’s hard for him to cum if there’s no in and out. He suggested we try this. It’s perfect,” she said as she leaned back with both hands beside Michael’s chest. She thrust her legs out and forward, lying back slowly, her back to his chest.
She turned her head to Beth in invitation. Beth lips met hers.
Michael’s hands caressed her breasts and hard nipples, squeezing and twisting her nipples.
Rachael scooted between their legs. Her tongue traced from Michael’s balls, up a part of his shaft and then Lynne’s clit. She caressed the distended lips that clung to his cock. She sucked the clit into her mouth and gently made love to it.
Lynne started to shake as her climax approached. Rachael sucked her clit hard and bit down gently.
Lynne screamed her pleasure and bolted upright, grabbing her mother’s head, pulling it urgently to her inflamed clit.
“YES! SUCK MY CLIT! I’M CUMMMMMMMMING!
Michael felt fluid on his leg and balls. Lynne had just squirted!
Beth and Rachael took their turn on his cock. When Rachael rolled off, Michael had not yet cum.
“Let’s share,” Lynne said enthusiastically as she and Beth knelt over his wet, hard cock. Rachael was wrapped in Michael’s arms, watching.
Beth lowered her mouth, opening wide so the first sensation he would feel was her throat. Lynne was shocked; Beth’s chin rested on Michael’s balls! He was in her throat.
Beth pulled back a little then forward.
After several strokes, she passed his cock to Lynne who took only the head in her soft loving mouth, concentrating on the sensitive triangle beneath the spongy head, jacking and twisting the shaft in short strokes. She could feel his climax approaching. She passed the cock back to Beth. Three strokes and she felt him start. She quickly pulled him out, the first string went in her mouth, the second in Lynne’s…
Lynne and Beth showed Michael the creamy cum on their tongues. Beth pulled Lynne into a steamy kiss, exchanging his cum. Finally both swallowed and showed him their empty mouths.
They had to strip the bed and padding before sleep.
Rafaela and Alice had made a bad mistake. Miguel showed them only his loving brother side. Inside he seethed with rage. While he couldn’t bring himself to hurt Rafaela, he wanted to make that dyke bitch wish for death. She had almost ruined his Rafaela. The Gringo had shown Rafaela how to love a man, and then the dyke bitch showed up and ruined Rafaela.
He burst into Rafaela’s room, yelling, “BITCH, THIS IS MY BUSINESS!”
He slammed the door shut. “Time for you to learn a lesson!” he meant every word.
As arranged, Rafaela fled to the bathroom. She did not want to see Alice beaten.
Alice wore only a thin robe that she clutched to her breasts. Miguel’s eyes bulged with rage. She understood their mistake only too well. She stood rooted in fear.
Miguel came forward, ripping the robe from her body. He undid his one and one half inch leather belt and slid if free of his pant belt loops, smoothly doubling it over into a brutal weapon.
He didn’t hesitate. He swung it full force at her breasts. Her first scream woke all those in the hacienda. The next stroke found her clitoral hood. Her inhuman shriek woke the entire compound.
Miguel repeatedly targeted her pussy and bloody breasts. Rafaela tried to block out the screams, but after ten minutes, she could stand it no longer. She rushed out of the bathroom and stood frozen. There was blood on the ceiling and walls. Miguel was breathing heavily, dragging Alice to his crotch. His dick waved free, inches from Alice’s bloody face.
She couldn’t speak, so she ran to stop him. She grabbed his arm. He instinctively swung his elbow to free his arm. The elbow caught her below her right eye, throwing her across the room. Her head grazed a table, tearing a nasty gash in her scalp. Blood flowed freely.
Miguel moved quickly to Rafaela’s side. She moaned.
He stuffed his cock back in his pants.
“Get them a doctor,” he said to the guards outside as he strode out, “no one else goes in. Understand?”
“Understand?” he glared at the guards.
“Si Hefe.”
Alice awoke to a world filled with pain. She tried to slip back into the warm world of unconsciousness, but failed. Someone had a capsule beneath her nostrils. Ammonia.
She tried to move, but gentle hands restrained her.
Her head started to clear. “Rafaela?”
They said something soothing in Spanish, but she could not understand. She could see only through one eye.
“Rafaela!” she croaked urgently, terror filling her.
“I am here Alice,” a warm hand on her shoulder.
Rafaela moved to where Alice could see her. Alice gasped. Purple bruises covered one side of Rafaela’s face, a hideously bruised cheek beneath a black eye on the other side. Her lower lip was twice its normal size. White bandages covered the 34 stitches it had taken to close her head wound. A cast covered her right arm.
“Miguel has gone to another compound. The doctor said you could travel in several weeks,” Rafaela said, hoping her lover remembered the plan.
Rafaela looked at the doctor and indicated she wanted him to leave.
“Jesus, I hurt,” Alice said, “Why can’t I move? I can feel everything.”
Rafaela sat on the bed and Alice almost screamed in pain. “You have been semi conscious for two days and there are many stitches. We had to bind you to prevent you hurting yourself.”
“I am sorry for Miguel. He thought you made me a lesbian and hated you. I should have known, but I never expected him to try to rape you or to beat you so hard.”
Rafaela paused to look at her lover. Three teeth knocked out, her face a mass of cuts and bruises, but no broken bones. The sheet hid the breasts that had been a favorite target of Miguel’s belt. Alice’s ass was a criss cross of welts and cuts.
“Why the catheter,” Alice asked fearfully. Had he ruined her pussy?
“You’re pretty swollen so the doctor did not want pee to cause an infection.”
“My eye?”
“Just swollen.”
Softly, Alice started to cry.
Rafaela stroked her face, “What’s wrong love?”
“I wanted our last two weeks together to be filled with enough memories to last me a lifetime.”
Rachael retrieved her laptop, awkwardly balancing it on her cast. She selected the message she wanted. Before starting it, she looked at Alice, “This came in about the time Miguel came into our room.”
She played the message. Alice began to cry, but this time in happiness.
Shoshana beamed when Michael came into the room, carrying her laptop. Rachael, Beth and Lynne followed, but she only looked at Michael expectantly.
He leaned over the bed and kissed her gently on the lips. A thrill of pleasure raced through her. He pulled back before she could grab him, “Good morning Love.”
Her eyes sparkled. Her hands flew across her keyboard. I LOVE YOU.
Rachael cleared her throat, laughing at the contrast between today and yesterday.
“Hi Honey. How are you feeling?” Rachael asked, knowing the answer.
Shoshana gave both thumbs up.
After the girls said their hellos, Beth told her that they had asked Alice to join them, but had not heard back. Shoshana’s wide smile told her feelings.
“We’ve got a project we need your help with,” Beth said firmly, ”Dad wants to give us all rings. He calls them commitment rings. We can all have the same or we can have different ones. Dad’s got some software on the laptop that we can use to design what we want. What do you think? Same or different?”
Shoshana looked into each face, then typed, “Same”.
“And when you have time, you can write to Rafaela. Do it in WORD. I think I have a way to send it to her,” Michael said with a wink, “She’ll be joining us soon.”
Michael and Rachael found Shoshana’s doctor.
“The tests are in for Lynne,” in a soft neutral voice. “She’ll be able to have children, though we have to get the lozenge out of her arm. We can do it today if you like. They were doing the same thing to her that they did to Shoshana.”
“I’m afraid the news is not so good for Shoshana. The meds really screwed up her system. She stopped ovulating almost a year ago. Even if she does ovulate, her uterus may be too damaged for her to go to term. Her cervix was also compromised. I’d recommend she see a fertility specialist before she tries to get pregnant. I think she should go on some hormones to see if they help restart her ovaries, but I honestly think it’s too late.”
Rachael was crying into Michael’s shoulder.
“If she begins to ovulate, what about implanting a fertilized egg in a surrogate?” Michael asked, knowing he was trying to give hope where there might be none.
“If she resumes ovulation, that could work. It’s pretty tough to find a good surrogate, though.”
The doctor didn’t understand the look that Rachael and Michael exchanged.
“When can she come home?” Rachael asked.
“I’ll go see her now and let you know.” He said and headed to her room.
Beth and Lynne came into the waiting room while the doctor examined Shoshana. Rachael and Michael explained Shoshana’s condition. Lynne blushed.
“I guess I get to be the “baby factory,” she said with typical sarcasm, “But not for a few years. I want to practice making babies first!”
After a few minutes, the doctor returned, shaking his head.
“If you had asked me yesterday, she needed weeks here. Today, she’s so much better. She can go home tomorrow, but remember, nothing strenuous, no travel and you need to keep the stitches clean.” He turned to Lynne, “Your turn. Let’s check you out.”
Shoshana’s homecoming was less than blissful. Despite her obvious happiness, she was gray with fatigue by the time they got her to her bed. Michael had to lift her while the girls pulled back the covers.
Michael worried when no message arrived from Rafaela. He called Peter and he had heard nothing. Now he had them both worried.
He sent her an e-mail via the encrypted laptop. Not as much fun as hearing her voice, but perhaps there was something wrong with the communications net.
Finally the second night a message arrived.
“Michael, love, I am sorry for the silence, but we had trouble. You know that getting away from my life is hard. When I found out about the tracking device in the transmitter, I was very angry and I slapped Miguel in public. That is a great insult in my country. I had him slap me and it changed everything. The men were very happy he had hit me. Alice and I realized that I could give him enormous stature if he beat me and took control. Our enemies would think I was no longer a weak point for him. I would have to recover, so I would have time to make my plans. Shoshana would have time to heal. And after two or three weeks, we could be together.”
“When Alice and I told Miguel, he refused to hit me. We had to make it sound real, so Alice volunteered to be beaten. He agreed to beat her. We did not know that he hates her. He thinks she made me a lesbian.”
“He beat her very bad. He was about to rape her when I came out. I grabbed his arm and he hit me out of instinct. He didn’t mean to hurt me, but I now have a broken arm, 34 stitches in my head and a lot of bruises. Alice is far worse, but will recover. We can even travel in several of weeks, but I fear we will not look good.”
“My Love, Alice asked to speak to you and the girls. Here she is.”
“Michael, I am so sorry. I know what I did was wrong. Please forgive me. Beth, Rachael, Shoshana and Lynne, please believe me when I tell you I love you and would never do anything I thought might hurt you. Still, I lied to you. I know that now and beg you to forgive me.”
“If my invitation is still valid, I will come to you with joy in my heart. I am afraid you might have to help me a little as I may have some minor physical problems for a little while.”
Abruptly Rafaela was back, “she means she has a lot of stitches and will need help with anti-scarring cream.”
Back to Alice. A giggle. “Anyway, I will not come as a doctor, but as a friend and lover.”
“Beth, when you told me about Michael, I thought you were crazy. Then I saw Rachael. And now Rafaela.”
“I became a trauma counselor because I was raped. I swore I would help women like me. And now I find that I am the one who needs help. You’ve found your own solution.”
“I need you sisters.”
Rafaela back. “All our love to all of you.”

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Road Trip part 5

DISCLAIMER!!!! There is content in this that I chose not to list in the tags that is Not in the norm for what my loyal readers have been reading from me. I expect many to hate this chapter and tell me how I’ve ruined the characters and the series with this but it’s the story i have written and i would hope that you trust me by now to give you highs with lows. As always please enjoy.

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Red Hawk the Spear Maker(Part 5 Revenge)

This takes place on the planet Surnova during the end of their dinosaur period. The human’s here evolved faster than did their counter part on Earth.
The story is now being told by my son Thunder Bird.
After War Eagle and I died, the rest of the tribe broke and tried to flee. The raiders chased and killed all the remaining members of the tribe. Our last hope of the tribe continuing, rest on the shoulders of Thunder Bird.
I left with 15 hunters, 15 women, and 15 of the older children. We took enough food and water to last us a couple of weeks. After that, we would have to forage for food and water. I headed West out of the valley, and swung around to the Southwest toward the river. After 20 days of walking we came to the valley where the tribe had first settled. A few of us tore down the rock wall my father had installed in the bear cave. The valley was lush, with plenty of game to hunt.
We did our grieving while on the walk here, now it was time to put our grief aside, and start to rebuild the tribe. We started by scouting our surrounding territory making sure it was safe. We hunted and planted a few crops like my father had taught us to do. In our tribe we had one man who studied the ways of the shaman, and one woman who had studied the uses of herbal medicine.
It has been over a year now since the attack that killed my family and most of the other tribe members. It was a real struggle at first, but slowly things started to work themselves out. We still run scouting parties to the north to make sure the raiders have not followed our trail.
When a strange tribe wanders into our territory, we check them out completely, before we make our presents known. Many times we will trade with those tribes, including exchanging women. Talking with the people of those tribes, is always a good source for information. One tribe did tell us that the raiders had gone North toward the mountains.
Our tribe is growing stronger as the year goes by. The tribe has a few new additions now, as the women are starting to give birth. We are training the older children how to hunt, and fish. How to survive by building a shelter, and how to search for food. Also how to stay hidden when there seems to be trouble.
We taught them how to build bows and make arrows. We found some really good Ironwood to make new arrows. The wood from the Yew tree seems to make the best bows. I kept playing with the arrow head, using different sizes of flint, and even trying to use bone as a head. Trial and error method seemed to work the best, to find out which material would make the best arrow heads.
We practiced with dummy arrows so we would not damage our good battle and hunting arrows. Most of the hunters were very accurate at 100 paces. Our best shooters could hit the target at more than 200 paces. We practiced daily and in various locations just to be prepared.
Life appeared to be good for the tribe, we had food, water, shelter, and nobody bothered us. Still something seemed wrong or was missing. I could not put my finger on this odd feeling, but it was there.
I increased the patrols and the range that they covered. The patrols reported back that all was clear. There was not any contact with other tribes, or raiders. I would go out with a patrol to the north, just to be sure. I did not want a sneak attack to catch us off guard. But so far so good, with no contact with any of the raiders.
A few months later a tribe came through our camp. They told us that this is the year, for the tribes to meet at the great meeting grounds. The location has changes to an area a lot closer to us only about a 10-day walk from our camp. I need to replace my wife who died of a fever six months ago. With a trip to the meeting grounds, and I could have my pick.
When the time came, we packed up a couple of camels, and headed Southeast toward the new meeting ground area. As in previous marches to the meeting grounds, we stopped within a day of arrival, and refilled our supplies, so we had plenty to eat and drink. The whole journey took ten days, and we arrived along with a lot of the other tribes, close to the same time frame.
This time we did not hide our bows, and after we pitched camp, I had the hunter practice protecting our camp. After an hour of drilling, I left for a meeting with all the chief’s present. They all express sorrow about what the raiders did to our tribe, but glad that some of us made it out alive. The talk was how the raiders were killing and capturing different tribes.
“Why don’t we put together a group of our best hunters? We go north and attack the raiders, wiping them out.” I suggested to the other chiefs. It became deathly quiet, as they all studied me.
“Who would lead this group?” One of the older chiefs asked. I looked back at him and just shrugged my shoulders. After all I was the youngest chief at this meeting.
There was some major discussion about my idea, it seems that this has been talked about before, and no real conclusion ever came out of those discussions. They could never find anyone who would lead this group.
Finally after much discussion and finger pointing, “what about you?” The head of the chief council asked me.
“I would have to have full control, no interfering or meddling by other chiefs or older warriors.” I replied back to them.
They all nodded their heads in agreement. After further discussion, it was decided that every tribe was to contribute 10 hunters, and two camp workers. Wives would be allowed to go with their husband, but no children. They would be expected to help as camp workers. Finally all the major details seemed to be worked out. We broke the meeting and headed back to our respective camps.
When I got back to our camp, I called a meeting for all to attend and listen. I explained what was discussed at the chiefs meeting. A group of hunters would go north in search of the raiders, and the rest of the tribes will wait here for our return. All the hunters volunteered to join this group. I picked out ten hunters to go with me, and left my step brother in charge till I returned. A couple of the wives volunteered to go as camp workers.
After a couple of weeks of practicing with our weapons, the group was ready to head north. I had 100 warriors, and another 20 camp workers. I did not realize what a major job it would be to feed everyone. I divided the warriors in groups of 20 to practice as a unit. There was a chief in charge of each group.
One of the camp worker’s name is Raven. She is the daughter of Lone Wolf. He is the head of the chief’s council. She had been married once, but her husband was killed by some raiders, in an attack on their tribe. We seem to hit it off good right away. She is very pretty, with brown hair and eyes, and she seems to be built better than most women in her tribe. She never had any children from her first marriage, and I had one boy from my first marriage. There are different laws in regards to couples who get married the first time, to those on doing a second marriage.
Late one night she came to my tent. She slipped off her clothing and crawled under the fur skin blanket with me. We kissed for a bit and I groped her breast and pinched her nipples. She was squirming around in arousal.
“It has been a long time for me, please stop fooling around, and just stick your thing in me.” She cooed at me softly.
I moved to the back of her and she raised her ass up to me. I shoved my cock deep inside of her soaking wet pussy. She was tight, and let out a sharp holler as I slammed my cock back and forth deep inside of her pussy.
“OH Yes that feels sooooo good!” She yelped as I continued to fuck her furiously.
I could feel her juices start to drip down my shaft, as I pounded away at her. Soon I got that good feeling in my cock, and I shot load after load of my cum inside of her pussy.
“I hope you make it a boy.” She said to me.
“Is this your right time of the month?” I asked her, and she just nodded her head yes.
After that night we were pretty much a couple, and nobody thought any differently of it. She spent her free time with me in our tent. She was considered my wife, even though there was no formal ceremony, to bind us together.
The march north went smoother than I anticipated. We made really good time and could see the mountains in the distance get closer. I had scouting parties head out East, West, and North, to keep watch for any raiders. They did come across a few tribes that never made it to the Great Meeting Place. They had been wiped out by the raiders.
After a three-week march, we made camp in a clearing surrounded by a small forest. I lead a band of 10 warriors into the mountains, to see if we could locate the raider’s hideout. We hid as a small band of raiders went by us, heading into the mountains. We followed at a discrete pace, as not to be seen. The path leads through a pass, and into a large valley. The raiders’ hideout was in this valley.
I sent a couple of warriors back to the main camp, to inform them of our discovery, and wait till I returned. The rest of us moved off the path and found some nice hiding places, where we can observe the raiders in the valley below. I guess there to be between a 100 and 125 raiders in the valley. What we were not sure of, was how many were out in raiding parties.
They had numerous different tribe women as sex slaves, and camp workers. I did not see a single tribe man in the captives they had. There were some children, mostly small and new born. We watched them for a few hours. I noticed that the raiders did nothing but lay around resting, and eating. Some were fucking the sex slave’s.
I signaled the rest of the warriors that it was time to go. All the time we were watching them, I never saw a group come or go. We left the same way we got in there, and we headed back to our camp. We scouted the area to get the lay of the land, as a plan was beginning to form in my head.
There are seven of us that were at the commander’s meeting that I had called. One chief to lead each of the four units of men, the fifth unit was mine to lead, and two chiefs that assisted me with planning, and carrying out orders. I laid my plan out. I was going to send two units (40 men) to the East side of our position, and on the opposite side of the path from us that up went into the mountains. There were some small woods for them to hide in. They were to wait and attack any raiding parties that either went into or came out of the mountain hideout. We would do the same thing on the West side of the path. Hopefully this would lure out the main body of raiders, when they realized that they were losing men.
We did not have to wait to long and the first group of came in our direction. There were 12 men in that raiding party, and we took them out real fast. We dragged the bodies over to a pit and tossed them in, getting rid of the evidence. On the other side they caught a group of 10 raiders on a return trip. After disposing of the raiders in rapid fashion, they brought the supplies, and the captive women over to our camp. We had more space here to take care of them.
I sent three men back up into the mountain to spy on the raiders. I wanted to keep tabs on them and be ready, in case they planned to attack in force. We used different color deer tails as signals. A white tail means all clear, and a black tail(one dipped in tar) means trouble. We had plenty of tails all divided up with the commanders. My three spies had a set of tails also.
I am not sure what happen, but one of our spies was waving a black tail for trouble. I did not see the other two. The one with the signal got about half way to us before he toppled over with an arrow in his back.
Suddenly the raiders boiled out of the mountain in full force. They were racing toward our position. They must figure they could over run us. I had the units form up into battle units. The first unit would fire their arrows and move back to let the next unit fire, and so forth. On the other side they were sneaking around to the backside of the raiders to cut off any type of retreat.
My plan was coming together better than I hoped for. When the raiders got into range, the first group fired their arrows. By the time the third unit fired, the raiders had stopped their rush. On their backside my other division was firing their arrows, and we had the raiders pinned between us. When we ran out of arrows, the fighting was hand to hand. We had an enormous advantage, after the huge loss the raiders suffered from our bow attacks. We made short work of the remaining raiders.
We had wiped out about 100 raiders, and our losses were 25 warriors either killed or gravely injured. I lead a group of thirty warriors back up the mountain, while the rest were busy stripping the raiders of anything of value. There were about 20 raiders left in the camp. We finished them off in rapid succession. We stripped the camp of anything of value, and had the camp women follows us out. As we left, we destroyed the raider camp.
The march back to the meeting grounds went rather slowly with the injured, and the women and children with us. It took us four weeks to make it back, with a couple of the injured dying on the trip home. Once we got back, the tribes were glad to see us back as victors. There was a big celebration party a couple days later. Also, Raven and I were formally married. She is now pregnant with my child.
A short time later my tribe left the great meeting grounds, and headed back to our home campsite. I am sure that both my dad and brother would have been proud of me for taking revenge on the raiders, for what they had done to our tribe in the past.

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Fighting To Stay Frosty

A teenager discovers that his ability to fight can bring about many of his desires to become a reality after he fights in the defense of those he holds dear and those who need it.

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Being More Social – Chapters 11-15

More drama, more plot, and more sex! Chapters 11 through 15 of Being More Social. **No age is mentioned in this story and for all we know all characters are 18 or above for the story.** I hope you enjoy!

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A new day, a new me part 12

After way too much rewriting and a month of personal and technical bullshit, I present the final chapter to this possible first volume of A New Day, A New Me.
The rest of Tuesday went by fairly uneventful save for Katy being really quiet around me for the whole night. Wednesday morning started normal, I wake up early so I can get my shower before everyone else takes the hot water. I’m relaxed and gingerly rubbing my stitches when the sliding door on the shower opens. I try to get the water off my face but I have no time as my back is put up against the shower and lips are latched onto mine. I trail my hands down my kisser’s back and get my hands around a nice round ass.
“Morning Katy,” I say breaking the kiss.
“You are planning on making yesterday up to me I hope,” Kate tells me kissing down my neck.
“What did I do to you yesterday,” I ask as my cock hardens against Katy’s body.
“It’s what you didn’t do to me yesterday, everyone else but I got attention. My turn,” Katy tells me dropping to her knees.
I watch Katy take my cock in her hand and start stroking it with purpose. She leans her head forward and starts to lick up and down my shaft before plunging her mouth down three inches deep on my cock while continuing to stroke me with her hand. I lean my head back and enjoy the warm water and Katy’s warm mouth for a few minutes when she stops and stands up. I turn Katy around and push her up against the wall; I spread her ass cheeks with one and start rubbing my cock head against her asshole. I hear Katy moan and watch her back her asshole onto my cock letting the first inch slide inside her. I move both my hands to her hips and start sliding all seven and a half inches of my cock in and out of her ass.
“God your ass feels so warm,” I tell Katy pumping the last three inches of my in and out of her asshole.
We rock our bodies together gasping in the water when the bathroom door opens. I whip my head over to see Dad’s figure heading towards the toilet.
“Hey buddy, just using the bathroom before I leave for work early,” Dad tells me lifting the toilet seat.
I quietly turn Katy and my body to put my back to the glass door, I watch her turn her face towards me as she smirks and backs her ass onto my cock. I groan a little and mash her entire body up against the wall.
“You little minx I’m gonna fuck you silly for that,” I whisper into Katy’s ear.
“Don’t need silly, just wanna make you cum,” Katy purrs back sliding her hand down and rubbing her clit.
I hear the toilet flush and Dad wash his hands in the sink, the whole time grinding my hips against Katy’s ass. I nibble on her ear and try to keep my cock buried in her ass as I feel her rubbing her clit frantically.
“Hey Guy, don’t take all the hot water, your sister and Katy need some too,” Dad says heading out of the bathroom.
As soon as the door closes I start hammering in and out of Katy’s asshole as fast and hard as my hips will let me. I can hear the wet slapping noise of my hips and Katy’s ass cheeks slamming together almost over the shower. I open my eyes long enough to see Katy biting her hand to keep from screaming. I grab a fist full of hair on Katy’s head and turn it to the side to see her face, she opens her eyes wide at the sensation and we look at each other long enough for her to take her hand out of her mouth opens her mouth groaning out an orgasm. I don’t let up on fucking Katy’s ass and soon enough I kiss her cheek and lips as I groan and shoot a deep load of my semen into her rectum.
I pull out of Katy’s ass and wash my dick off as she soaps up quickly. I watch her lather up and rinse off then we quickly exit the shower and dry off.
“Don’t leave me out next time you have sex romp,” Katy says ducking out of the bathroom in a towel.
Morning goes by normally and we head off to school in Tracy’s car. As we pull into the parking lot I decide to let the next bombshell of my plan drop.
“I need to talk with Heather and let her know that things are okay,” I get out as the girls start leaving the car.
“Okay now you’ve lost it,” Korinna tells me getting in my face,” You wanna be friends with her again, WHY?”
“Easy Kori, I’m not doing this for that reason. I got three girlfriends; good, bad and tough,” I tell her placing my hands on her shoulders.
“Okay but why, why won’t you tell us the whole plan,” Kori asks in a worried tone.
“Honey, anyone else knows it all and people will talk or try to stop me,” I tell her,” Trust me, this is working out perfectly.”
I see her nod but I know she’s not convinced, I watch the girls disperse and head off to my first class. The day goes smoothly and I text the girls during lunch saying I’ll be busy and just eat without me. I head off to the library to find Heather, I had Jun find out where she’s been eating lunch since I called her out in front of everyone in the cafeteria. God I love the nerd community, Jun got one of the girls from his friends to keep Derek occupied with some Gym help during lunch, gotta pay him back for that favor. As soon as I’m inside the library it takes me all of a minute to see Heather sitting quietly with her friend Margaret. I head over and see both of them get scared as I approach the table.
“Hey ladies, Maggs do you mind if Heather and I talk privately please,” I ask quietly pulling up a chair to their table across from Heather.
I watch Margaret mumble and quickly leave after grabbing her bag. We sit quietly for a minute when I decide to break the ice.
“Listen, I know everything has gotten really tense with the three of us,” I start in from my hood,” I’ve been really hard on the two of you about all this.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Heather stammers nervously from her seat.
“Heather I’m not here to make you nervous or scared I’m just trying to make some peace with all that happened,” I tell her taking off my hood and keeping my face downcast,” I’ve been beaten up and left for dead. Now after all that I just wanna try to live peacefully and I just want to at least be able to walk past my former friends and not have to think about hurting someone just to be left alone.”
I hear her get up and move around the table to the seat next to me. Quietly she puts her arm around me and we sit quietly at the table for a minute.
“I know what happened between us was fucked up and I don’t expect you to trust me like that again but can you just let me be a friend,” Heather asks quietly.
I smirk at the thought then lightly nod my head, I can hear her sigh and feel her rubbing my back like she used to when I was stressed. I drop my smirk and sit my battered head and face up so she can see me.
“One thing, just let me talk to Derek myself,” I ask her,” It was really hard to come to even say anything to you but give me some time so I can just try to talk to Derek myself?”
I see her nod lightly and relax; we sit and talk about little things. She tells me about how she and Derek have been trying to work on a relationship but she’s having trouble because she can’t talk to him much without explaining everything. I chuckle at it, his lack of forethought. We hear the warning bell for fourth class and grabbing our bags we head off to our separate classes.
Fourth period comes and goes as I head into fifth I see Heather and Derek talking from their new seats on the other side of the classroom. Heather is trying to talk politely but Derek is obviously agitated about something. I let them go about their business as class rolls on and head out directly to home room afterwards. I’m only there about two minutes to get my pass and head out to the cafeteria. It takes a few minutes but Kori is the first to show up followed by Jun and Katy. They take seats around the table, Kori directly opposite of me and avoiding any contact.
“Okay, I know I’ve been really secretive about what I’m doing and not everyone here agrees with how my plan is going. I don’t need anyone’s help with the last part,” I tell them,” but I want it. You won’t understand why but I am still asking for trust.”
“One question man,” Jun asks,” Are you trying to or going to get yourself killed?”
I shake my head no and start chuckling. I start to lay out the last parts of my plan minus Friday night, the night I end it. I see them all mulling over their own parts, Kori and Katy more than Jun.
School ends and we head to Tracy’s car, all the girls get into her back seat leaving me in the front with Tracy for the first time. The drive is short and as soon as Katy and Liz get out of the back Kori just moves to the front seat and Tracy takes off.
I spend the next couple hours by myself in my room when my phone get’s a text, its Kori telling me she doesn’t think it’s worth my time to make peace with Derek. I tell her that I’m tired of the suspicion and need to let it all calm down. I don’t get another response that night.
Before bed I get a knock at my door and Liz enters before I can tell her to come in. I see she’s wearing her pink cotton short shorts and a tank top.
“Are you really going to ruin everything with Korinna and the other’s just to make peace with that asshole,” Liz asks me moving to the foot of my bed.
“I just need you all to trust me, is that so hard,” I ask in reply.
“Okay, we got you two of them facing expulsion from school. Then we got you Lajita’s stalker. So now you pull a complete turn around and just want ‘peace’. Everyone thinks you’ve lost your mind,” Liz says sitting down on the edge of the bed.
I feel done with the talking; I grab Liz’s shoulders and pull her up the bed. I position her so that her back is against my chest and her ass is against the crotch of my shorts. I start running my hands up Liz’s side and slide them inside her tank top groping her breasts. I feel her grinding her ass back into me; I can hear her moaning lightly. I get her ass grinding against my now hard cock and decide it’s time for some real fun. I take my hands from her breasts and pull her legs apart, and then I take my left hand and push it down into Liz’s shorts and quickly find her slit.
“Oh fuck that’s good,” Liz moans lightly leaning her head back.
I start rubbing the length of her slit and move my right hand back up to her breast. I move my fingers down and insert my middle finger into Liz’s pussy, immediately she starts bucking against my finger and I barely get a chance to put another inside her with all the thrashing. Liz is getting wild when my door comes flying open quickly and Katy darts in shutting it quickly behind her.
“I knew you two were fucking,” Katy says with her personal devil grin on,” I wanna get in on this.”
Liz starts to get shy but I give her a few thrusts from my fingers and she’s ‘relaxed’ again. Katy doesn’t bother to strip off her pajama pants and t-shirt, just grabs Liz from my grasp and pulls her off my groin and turns her onto her hands and knees facing my crotch. I pull my shorts down and watch as Katy takes Liz’s head and gets about half my cock in her mouth on the first push.
“Guy, don’t let her stop and blow your load in her throat,” Katy tells me moving behind Liz and pulls her shorts down off her ass.
I watch Katy kneeling on the side of the bed start rubbing Liz’s pussy with one hand and groping her breast with the other. Liz starts moaning harder as I take the back of her head and work five inches of my cock into her mouth. I lean my head back and enjoy the sensation of my stepsister’s throat when I feel Liz grunt with my cock in her mouth, I look to Katy who has moved behind Liz and looks like she’s pumping her arm in and out of Liz’s pussy.
“I think she could take more than a couple fingers,” I see Katy say smiling,” see if she likes this.”
I watch Katy’s arm move a little and Liz’s eyes go wide as she starts groaning on my cock loudly. Katy is pushing Liz’s whole body forward as I buck my hips into her face. I listen to the gagging/moaning coming from Liz’s mouth when I get a tingle in the base of my cock then almost violently shoot my load into her mouth. My vision blurs from the orgasm but I know my cock has fallen from Liz’s mouth thanks to her grunting, I look down to see her cum then get rolled onto her back by Katy who moves on top of Liz and starts holding her while she catches her breath.
“I knew she was a freak but that was fucking hot,” Katy says smiling.
“What the brother/sister thing,” I ask pulling my shorts up.
“No she stuck her finger in my ass,” Liz says a little angry.
“Well next time don’t talk to me about how much fun it would be to try it,” Katy replies gently nudging Liz.
We sit quietly for a few minutes before Liz fixes her clothes and leaves Katy and me alone in the room. Katy sits up on the foot of my bed and stares at me with a serious expression.
“You’re not planning to make peace are you,” Katy finally asks.
“What did I say I was going to do,” I ask in reply.
“You said you wanted to make peace and end the hostility or some such shit,” Katy says.
“Just remember that I said that, only that,” I reply smiling.
I watch Katy’s face go from confusion to realization. I just lean back as Katy crawls over me like a cat and rests her body over mine staring into my eyes.
“You’re probably the most complicated person I’ve met and defiantly the most dangerous, it’s really hot,” Katy says smiling,” now you tell Kori this like you told me or I will for you.”
I watch Katy quickly get up and leave my room, I know she’ll tell Kori if I don’t but I can’t keep giving away the end game. I push myself under the covers and try to figure out my most difficult part of the plan, how to tell Kori.
Thursday morning and the usual bustle of everyone getting ready for work and school passes as normal until Tracy and Kori show up and I get some bad news.
“You’re not getting a ride today,” Tracy tells me from the driver side window.
I stand there dumbfounded then coldly pull my hood down over my face and walk away to the nearest school bus stop. It’s an interesting ride to school with the freshmen on the bus. I get to school with about five minutes to spare before first class and get my seat. First two classes go by quickly but as soon as I’m in third period I’m getting the silent treatment from Kori and Liz but decide to ignore it as class gets underway.
As soon as class is out I grab my bag and leave as quickly as my feet will carry me. Sure enough I’m not half way to the cafeteria when I get grabbed from behind by Kori. I stop and just watch her from the quiet of my hood. I can see she’s torn up about something we’re doing but I decide to keep the silence.
“You really have it all planned out,” Kori asks me finally.
“Yes,” I answer her.
“And none of this suicide shit Jun keeps talking about, there is a plan and Katy says I really have nothing to worry about,” Katy asks me again.
“I am just make peace, and I really need you to trust me and remember what I said,” I tell her smiling.
Kori grins lightly to me and heads away from the cafeteria. I get inside the cafeteria and after getting my lunch I sit down next to Jun and Lilly. Lilly is quietly eating and Jun is making polite conversation when Lilly decides to interrupt.
“So do I have to fuck Guy to be considered part of the group,” Lilly asks.
I don’t know who choked harder, Jun or I. When I finally get my coughing fit down I hear Jun talking to Lilly in Japanese. They take a few minutes of talking and Jun is giving me a very serious look.
“Dude, I don’t speak Japanese. You might want to fill me in if you’re expecting some answers,” I tell Jun smirking.
“Man Lilly asked if she has to fuck you to be considered one of us,” Jun re asks for Lilly.
I notice it’s about the end of lunch time when Kori pops into the cafeteria and makes her way over. I watch her take the apple from my tray and take a bite from it.
“It’s done,” Korinna tells me,” so why are they looking at you like that?”
I chuckle and explain the situation to Kori who just smirks and shakes her head before pulling Lilly aside and talking with her privately. We all head out after lunch and get to our classes which go by quickly till fifth period. I show up to class and see both Heather and Derek sitting at different tables, Derek isn’t looking at me and Heather’s giving me the ‘help me Obi-wan Kenobi’ look. I take my usual seat and let the whole thing go on without me as class begins.
Class ends and I’m almost knocked out of my chair as Derek hurries out of the class room. As soon as I get my bag and exit I have Heather chasing after me in the halls.
“Derek thinks we’re having sex,” Heather finally blurts out.
“Why the hell would he think that,” I ask stopping in my tracks.
“I don’t know, he said your girlfriend told him that we were having sex while she covered for us,” Heather tells me on the verge of tears.
“Okay, I’ll fix this but I need you to talk to him and tell him I’ll meet him tonight where we met last Friday,” I tell her quickly leaving for my home room.
After school I don’t have to take the bus home, apparently Tracy is willing to give me a ride home today and I get to relax in the back seat with Katy and Kori again on the ride and give Kori a long kiss goodbye before I head inside the house. I’m home for about twenty minutes when I get a text message from Heather asking when to meet Derek, I tell her eight tonight and start to get myself ready.
We eat dinner at six and I ask my Dad if I can head out till eleven. I get permission but Dad asks me if it’s really important, I nod my head and tell him that I’ll be with Mathilda. I help clean up after dinner and get myself in a mindset for plans. Seven thirty rolls around and Mathilda is right on time, I tell mom and dad I’ll be back later and head out to the car. As soon as I’m inside Mathilda peels out and we’re off and down the road.
“Okay so I’m just supposed to drop you off at a gas station and leave you there,” Mathilda asks me focused on the road.
“Yep, I needed you for this cause I know you’ll be able to drive away from me and won’t come back cause I asked you,” I tell her in reply.
I see Mathilda nod her head as we pull into the parking lot of the Circle K. I pull my hood back and give her a kiss before getting out of the car and heading past the gas station. It takes me about ten minutes but in the dark I recognize the rock field when I come to it. I decide to just wander around fiddling with the phone in my inside coat pocket.
I guess I was there for about twenty minutes when I heard someone walking up to me from behind. I smile to myself knowing its Derek when I turn around to greet him. I can see he’s holding something in the poor lighting.
“I didn’t think you’d be here alone, you decide not to bring friends with you,” Derek asks me.
“I don’t need friends for this Derek,” I tell him tapping a button on my phone and pulling my hand out of my coat.
“Yeah well since you decided to take out everyone else who left you here I figured I’m gonna get you before you get me,” Derek tells me.
I finally see Derek’s right hand, a nice hunting knife. Now I’m racing, this is not what I expected. I hoped he’d bring his bat but a knife makes this more difficult. I need to stall for time.
“Why bring a knife, I just wanted to talk and settle this,” I tell Derek keeping my distance.
“You’re a idiot Guy, I looked out for you and Heather just liked me better man cause you didn’t have the balls to fuck her like a bitch like I did,” Derek starts in,” Then you try to prove you can take me but I had your number and getting people to help me was fucking easy. You trust people too much now you want to make peace and have everything go back to you being the smart guy well I guess you don’t get what you want Gi.”
Now I’m smiling, I hate being called Gi and Derek knows it. I know he’s angry and trying to get me to back down. I open my arms and approach.
“You really want to kill me Derek,” I ask him,” are you really that insecure about all this?”
I get the last words out of my mouth when Derek lunges with the knife; I pull back from him and watch the blade go past my face. I move my hands in front of me and duck under Derek’s backswing. I think about how I have never tried to learn knife fighting from Dad or if he even knows how to. Derek sees me pause and tackles me to the ground and puts himself on top of me. I can see him turn the knife upside down and I reach up grabbing his hands and struggle with him before he can stab me.
I roll him off of me and quickly roll away and spring up to my feet, I watch Derek get up and after a little handiwork get the knife up from the ground. I can see Derek thinking about what to do next and I figure I better take a chance while he’s debating about his next move. I duck towards his offhand and watch him bring the blade up to where he thinks I’m going and I quickly dodge to the outside of his arm and latch onto his wrist and elbow with my hand. I see his punch coming and lower my head as Derek’s knuckles pop against the top of my skull. I shove him away and see him flexing his hand in pain. I decide to get in closer and feint my move against him but this time instead of reacting he swings a little too quickly at a downward arc tearing my denim jeans open with the blade and sending a wave of pain into my leg. I grab the wound with my hands and fall to the ground gasping in pain. I look up to see Derek smiling, I know I need to stall and keep my distance but I can’t run let alone stand up. It’s almost like a movie, I can see him cover the five feet between us and raise the knife up so I can see the blade, what I hear next is the best sound of the night.
“Freeze, put the weapon down and place your hands on your head,” I hear from coming from behind Derek.
I look to see flashlights, two of them and they’re advancing on Derek and fast. I can tell Derek is confused as he turns to see the police officers pointing pistols at him when he turns to look back to me I quickly still puzzled. I make eye contact and smile at him, I know he sees it and the rage hits his face and he lunges towards me. I hear the gunshots from the officers and my face is covered in warm liquid. I watch Derek hit the ground and I move over to him and roll him on his back. I can see the wounds, he’s got them in his chest and I can see he’s still conscious. I hear the officer’s calling on their radios for an ambulance.
“Since I have you here Derek maybe this would be a good time to confess,” I tell him holding pressure on his wounds,” I knew you’d come here looking for a fight, I wanted you to. I told everyone including your girlfriend I wanted peace. You did this to yourself Derek, and now I want you to look at me so I can watch you die. You broke my trust, I let you go. You decided to bring people and come after me; you should have killed me then.”
I feel hands pulling me away as one officer helps me up and the other tries to stop Derek from bleeding. I start feeling fuzzy and black out from blood loss. I wake up in an ambulance hearing a man talking on a radio about a cell phone call to nine one one. I can see my leg bandaged and there’s a tube sticking out of my arm. It gets harder to keep track and I lose consciousness again.
I don’t know what’s going on but I can hear people talking and it sounds like everyone is worried about something.
“Hey can I know what’s going on,” I ask the people present.
“Hey buddy, are you okay,” Dad tells me taking my right hand as my vision clears up a little.
I can see just about everyone is here, Kori and her parents, Mathilda, My family too. Dad settles in and starts to tell me what happened. It’s Friday in the afternoon, Derek was shot three times and died on the way to the hospital, the police asked everyone what was going on but all they knew is that I was planning on meeting Derek to make peace with him and he decided to attack me. The police searched his car and found a bat with dried blood and hair fibers in it. They figure Derek attacked me and want to confirm that I was the one who called nine one one.
“I’m just glad you’re okay son,” Mom tells me as most everyone starts to head out.
I watch everyone leave except for Kori who hangs back; she pulls up a chair and takes my hand in hers. I can see she’s upset and scared.
“Did you really have to take it this far,” Kori asks me.
“Baby, I love you, I love all you girls. But I can’t have you lying for me,” I tell her,” Did you all talk and figure it out on your own.”
“Yes, we did,” Kori says rubbing my hand with hers.
We sit quietly before she gives me a kiss on the cheek and leaves me to my sleep. ONE MONTH LATER
It’s Friday and I get a call from Kori asking me to come by with Katy. We take the 30 minutes to walk down and I see Mathilda’s car in the driveway. At the door Katy doesn’t even knock and just walks in, Korinna’s parents aren’t home and I watch Katy disappear upstairs.
I reach the top of the stairs and make my way down the hall, after a month I’m walking fine. I find them in Kori’s parents bedroom giggling. I get into the room and see all three girls stripped down to their panties, Katy is wearing a white and black plaid thong, Mathilda has pair or red panties and Kori is in a pair of silk purple panties.
“We won, now we get our victory party,” Katy tells me as they beckon me over to the bed.
I cross the room and as soon as I get to the bed all three girl’s pull me onto the bed and flip me onto my back, pulling my clothing off of me till I’m naked. Kori starts kissing me deeply and I feel a mouth latch onto my cock and start bobbing up and down quickly to get me hard, then a second mouth taking my testicles and sucking on them. I shove my tongue into Kori’s mouth and she responds back with hers.
I’m hard as a rock when all the girls take their mouths off my body, I start to move but Mathilda apparently goes first as I feel her straddle my hips. I feel my Amazon slide my cock into her pussy. It’s warm and wet as she grinds her hips back and forth keeping my whole cock inside her. I feel her pussy clamping down on me when I see Kori hop off the bed, I turn my attention back to Mathilda as I see Katy move up behind her and snake her hands down to Mathilda’s pussy. Not wasting time with nice and slow Katy goes all out with clit rubbing and after a minute I feel warm release on my cock and hear Mathilda grunting out her orgasm.
Kori helps Mathilda off of me and onto the bed, I get up and see Katy distracted by Kori and Mathilda and decide to have some more fun since I haven’t gotten off yet. I grab Katy by the shoulders and turning her around bend her over the bed with her ass up and her legs off the bed, I reach down and yank her panties off her ass. I smile to Kori a little and after lining my cock up slam it deep into Katy’s asshole. I’m already good and hard but not very close so I just start ramming my cock in Katy’s ass hard and fast, I listen to her screaming and spitting profanity into the blankets.
“Oh Christ you fucker,” Katy grunts out from the blankets.
“Oh god she looks like she’s gonna pass out when she comes Guy,” Mathilda says watching Katy’s face.
I lean my body upright and taking a handful of Katy’s hair continue railing her ass. I see Mathilda staring in wonder as I fuck Katy but Kori has moved to the head of her parent’s bed and is lightly rubbing herself off. I slap Katy’s ass and hear her howl as I arch her back pulling her hair, a second slap and she starts shaking as stop moving and leave my cock buried in her ass. I pull out and help Mathilda pull Katy onto the foot of the bed.
I look to Kori at the head of the bed and walk around to her, as soon as I’m close she leans up taking me by the neck and pulling me into and kiss while moving my body so I’m laying in between her legs. I try to angle my cock to her pussy but she takes a hold of me gently and guides me in slowly till I’m buried in her vagina. I thrust slowly to let her try to build her orgasm as she continues rubbing her clit. Kori’s insides are so hot I look down to make sure my cock didn’t melt, quickly she stops rubbing her clit and takes my head while looking me in the eyes with a ‘please cum in me’ gaze. It makes my cock jump a little inside her and Kori latches onto my mouth with hers as I feel my cock erupt shooting a month long injured dry spell load into her warm pussy. Kori is moaning with me as her orgasm hits from my own triggering it. We lay there quietly for a few minutes as I finally relax and Kori helps me roll off onto my back.
Mathilda quietly moves up onto my right side with Kori on my left. I see Katy stirring and after pushing my legs apart gives me a sloppy cleaning job with her mouth before moving in between Mathilda and my leg. We all relax and drift off to sleep.
Problem with sleeping in a bed with three girls is that they don’t want you to move. It’s eight at night when I get the call of the bathroom and after working my way out of the naked girl pile I get into the master bathroom for a long piss. As I head back to the girls in bed I notice my phone going off, I quickly check the message, Heather wondering if I was busy. I shake my head and take a pic of the three girls sleeping naked then just decide not to send it and say reply with a yes. I drop my phone and crawl back into my girlfriends arms on the bed. It’s not perfect but who said revenge was about people seeing you happy, it’s about you being happy and them living with the regret. Or in Derek’s case dying with it.Thank you everybody for reading this series, I’m thinking about bringing this character back for another grouping of stories and will only take PM requests for ideas and thoughts. I will not stop writing but it’s really hard when you’re computer is in the shop and you can’t get on your phone to write these. To my fans you are the only reason didn’t take a break at part six and to people who are mad about the time it took to put it out, sorry but things happen.

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A chance at a new sex life; Part 5

All characters and events in this story are completely fictional of my own creation. Any similarity to real events or people is purely coincidence. All characters in this story are over the age of 18. I am not a professional nor even an amateur writer. Please remember this when reading. Positive comments about storyline are welcome.