Hotel Tricks
Asian wife and husband find new thrills in her prostitution.
Asian wife and husband find new thrills in her prostitution.
Im Lyle and i have a strange watcher at night, Why is she here? and what is her purpose, Lets find out shall we?
Ginger was not happy with her life and the way her body looked, little did she know that it could change in an instant.
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Nikki meets a man who she thinks is the one to bring out her sissy side and decides to meet him in person
Part Five
Half an hour later, we arrived at the entrance to the beach and it we saw that there were huge sand dunes which led down to the beach and we both saw the potential of the area for a little fun later. We made our way to the waterâs edge where there was about 20 people of various shapes, sizes and ages, all naked, sunbathing or wading in the water. I noticed many pairs of eyes on me as we found a spot and I realised that I was probably the youngest girl on the beach and I got a bit of a high as I slowly stripped off my clothes. Being the focus of attention for my body was quite new for me and the thought of me exciting people as they stared at my newly shaved pussy started to make me quite horny but I also felt safe with my big strapping lover by my side.
The beach was quite secluded and it became obvious, quite quickly, that this was a place where nudism wasnât just about getting back to nature, it was also a place where people met for sex. We watched gay guys cruising each other and then disappearing up into the dunes, returning with smiles some time later. We saw older guys walking through the surf sporting hard ons and stopping to stare at the naked girls on the beach. I gained quite an audience from the moment I arrived. A younger couple, maybe in their mid 20âs, were about 30 feet away from us and she would regularly take her boyfriendâs cock and stroke it gently, keeping him hard for the afternoon. Once or twice she would give it a quick, loving suck. This wasnât lost on Mike and he had a semi from the moment we arrived. At one point when he was staring at our neighbour sucking her fella, I grabbed his cock and asked if I wasnât enough anymore. He knew I was kidding and gave my bum a playful slap.
As the heat of the day increased, I suggested we go for a dip in the sea. We made our way to the water and waded in to chest level for me and watched the activity on the beach. Many eyes watched us and it really turned me on to be observed by so many. I never thought I would be an exhibitionist but I asked Mike to lift me up and take us deeper. As he picked me up, I felt his cock against me, rock hard, despite the cool water. Even as he waded deeper, I directed his prick to my hole and slid it deep inside me. The tide helped me to raise and lower myself onto him and soon our heads were the only thing above water and we kissed as the sea controlled our slow fucking. I think everyone knew what we were doing and I smiled inside to think of them getting turned on my the young couple screwing in the water.
It went a bit wrong as a wave cam over us and I swallowed half of the Mediterranean and nearly threw up. Mike carried me, cock still deep inside towards shore. I tried to lift off him but he made sure that everyone on the beach saw his beautiful tool pop out of me as the water was only up to his thighs. We then walked back to our towels, Mike proudly showing his glorious meat at full mast. I guess he was enjoying this as much as I and I felt a warmth because he was proud to show me off as his girl.
After drinking a lot of coke, I finally got rid of the taste of the sea, but as a side effect, I needed to pee. I wandered up one of the dunes, looking for a private space. I suppose I could have popped back into the sea but my curiosity had grown and I wanted to see what was happening in this secret area. I didnât see anybody at first and I found an area of bushed and I squatted to relieve myself. As I finished peeing, I heard some familiar sounding moans from an area further back in the trees. I dried myself on a piece of tissue and I slowly moved towards the sound of the noise. I tried to keep myself out of sight as I got closer to the noise and I came across the couple from close to us on the beach. They had their backs to me and he was pounding her from behind but they had been joined by another guy who looked no older than me and he had his eyes tightly shut and his cock deep in the mouth of the girl. I was transfixed, hidden from view, and my hand involuntarily moved to my pussy and began to rub slowly. I knew I should leave but I was absorbed by the sight in front of me, so much so that I didnât notice the body that moved in behind me. The first I knew of their presence was when I heard a whisper.
âBeautiful sight isnât it?â
I spun round to find a slim, tall guy of about 40 stood behind me, stroking his hard cock and staring past me at the trio of bodies. I just nodded and turned back and stared again. My heart was racing, should I run back to Mike on the beach? I didnât move and this was obviously a sign to the guy behind me and I felt his hand softly touch my bottom. I realised then that I hadnât even stopped rubbing my clit, in fact I think I was rubbing faster now. His hand began to rub in circles on one cheek and instead of turning and getting out of there I closed my eyes. By not stopping him, this was obviously giving him a green light and his hand went under me, between my legs and a thick finger slid straight into my wet pussy. I gasped, still not pulling away and he pulled my hand to his hard dick. He was much smaller than Mike but it was fat and rock hard. I took it and began to rub him. I opened my eyes to look back at the threesome and the young guy getting the blowjob was looking straight into my eyes and winked at me. This was now all too much and I let go of the cock in my hand and pulled off his probing finger and ran back to Mike.
I was obviously flustered when I got back and I didnât see the point in hiding the truth from him and I told him what happened. I watched his cock grow as I recounted the story which was not the reaction I expected. I thought he would be angry with me. Instead he asked me what was going through my mind as I watched. He wanted to know if I imagined myself in the girlâs position. I had to confess, I did! Mike immediately grabbed my hand and dragged me back into the dunes, obviously a plan in his mind.
We walked for a while in the deserted sand and bushes until we came across another young guy who was obviously seeking some other naked bodies. Mike slowed our pace and as we walked past the lad, Mike whispered an instruction to me. I did as he asked and as I passed the lad, I quickly stroked his chest and stared into his eyes. It all happened so fast, but we carried on walking towards some bushes and went into the seclusion they offered. The young guy followed and stopped at the entrance to our covered area, watching as Mike positioned me, facing the guy as he moved down my body, kissing my chest as he moved his fingers towards my pussy. The lad watched intently and took his hardening tool in his hand and began to stroke. He looked quite cute with his bleached blond hair flopping a bit over his eyes and his all over tan suggested he visited this beach quite often. Mike signalled him to come over and as he got close, I reached over and stroked his arm and this was enough to make him move his head to my left tit and his hands to my bum and my leg. I had a sexy guy on each boob and four hands stroking and teasing below my waist. It was heavenly and my head fell back, taking in the sensation. After a few minutes, I realised that the breast nibbling was still happening but the boys only had one hand each on my bum. I looked down and was gobsmacked. Their other hands were stroking each otherâs cocks. I never saw Mike as being bi but this was turning me on something rotten. A little selfishness came over me though and I pulled Mike up to me and said, âFuck me now baby!â
He put me down on all fours and rammed his cock deep into me. Our mystery friend was not slow to join in and quickly knelt in front of me and presented his long, slim, circumcised cock to my face and I took him deep into my mouth , savouring the dribbles of precum oozing from it. His hands went behind my arms and round my chest and he gripped my tits firmly, pinching and kneeding the flesh, moving closer to my hard nipples, eventually squeezing them firmly. That was all I needed to make me want to swallow him fully and I pushed his tool deep into my throat. I felt him shudder as I did this and I used my throat muscles to tease the head of his cock as I breathed heavily through my nose. Mikeâs ramming into my hot wet cunt was providing lots of extra jolts to my face fucker and both of my boys were increasing their frenzy of using my body. Similar to earlier, I felt out of control and it was turning me on like never before. My eyes were closed in concentration and enjoyment but I still became aware of more shadows coming over me and then I felt more hands on my body. There were other people here and I felt a slender finger seeking out my clit and then it started an expert manipulation of it. I knew immediately that this was a womanâs hand even though I had never been touched there by a girl. The other hands were stroking every free bit of flesh and even through the ramming, shaking and stroking, my mind managed to count eight hand caressing my tiny frame and then holding me up as my orgasm tore through me. My shaking and groans brought three heavy burst of spunk into my throat, choking me a little and Mike then pulled out and unloaded all over my back. I wasnât sure why he did that but then I felt at least two tongues licking up the mess from me. Only then did I open my eyes and try feebly to stand up. Then I saw the young couple from the beach had been the ones to join us in this orgy. The girl took a step towards me and planted her lips on mine. I was a bit stunned but went onto autopilot as her tongue pressed through my lips and sought out my own. Even after just half a day, I recognised the taste of Mikeâs spunk on her tongue and as soon as I tasted that, I responded with the same passion in the kiss.
When our tongues unlocked, I felt a little light headed and turned to Mike to hold me. The group broke up and we all went back to the beach. Our mystery blonde guy disappeared back into the dunes and the two couples went back to our beach towels. Our new friends moved theirs closer to ours and we shared drinks as they let me recover.
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Ok so I will get this out of the way this is my first story posted here I wrote this story a few years ago and posted it on literotica.com it got mixed reviews. That aside I am working on the second part and will post it if I get good reviews. Because of douchbags posting on stories trying to get laid and what not I will not allow comments. If you like this you can give a + vote, I will post the second part when I finish it. But depending on the reviews will decide if I try to post another part. Please constructive criticism only and grammar and spelling critics I am sorry this isnt better but at this moment I am three sheets into the wind, that is when I get my best thoughts and can write without my ocd’s kicking in and making it where I cant write anything. So now I say enjoy /tips hat and raises drink. Oh btw I did correct some spelling issues and wording issues but I know I didn’t get them all.
Why Did She Hate Me
He drove towards home he replayed the events over and over in his head. Trying to find fault in his actions and coming up empty. He only wanted to protect her but it seemed that just enraged her even more, he gave his thoughts a mental shake and prepared him self for the next few weeks of being home. It had been four years since he had left his childhood home. The next few weeks were going to be hell. Slowly he pulled into the drive way of his parentâs house. A nice two story that looked to have recently been repainted, the porch had an old rocking chair that a creaked when you sit in it.
James opened the door on his beat up old truck the squeaking it made reminded him of the chair. James picked up his duffle bag and lugged it up to the house. He had managed to stay away for 4 years and now his best efforts couldnât keep him from having to come home. The thought of facing her was almost too much he just wanted to get back in his truck and go back to his apartment. As he shut his door he shuddered not from the cold weather that seemed to be content on dumping snow on the ground. The snow storm having followed him seemed to be laughing at him wanting him to stay at his parentâs house. The interstate had closed due to the storm.
James shut his door at he saw the door to his parentâs house open and his mom and rush out to greet him. As they closed the distance he saw that his mom had tears of joy and a relived look on her face and his dad was all smiles. James forced a smile trying to hide the fact that this is the last place I wanted to be. His mom closed in to give him a hug he realized how long he had been gone he didnât remember towering over her. At 5â10 185 lbs he was the perfect picture of a college football player. His mom being 5â5 and 95 lbs looked just the same as she did the day he had left. His dad closer to height looked to have put on a few pounds. James made a mental note that he would have to crack a few jokes at his dadâs expense. As James embraced his mom his new habit got him in trouble.
âI see you havenât changed much in the past 4 years Grace. Frank you seem to have enjoyed her cooking a lot more since I left.â Grace looked up at her son with a scow on her face
âJames call me mom why did you ever start using our first names I never understood that.â She fussed at him but didnât care he was home after four long years.
âSorry mom itâs a habit I picked up at my job and itâs hard to break.â
âWell you better break it right now mister if we have to listen to you calling us Frank and Grace for two weeks I swear that I just might have to contact your boss and give him a peace of my mind.â
James shuddered he hadnât been at home for more than 3 minuets and he was already being scolded like he was a little boy again. James smiled and remembered that was how his mother was. As his mom released him from her embrace it was his dads turn to give him a fatherly hug. Not as long and with a few claps on his back. James was impressed even though Frank seemed to have put on a few more pounds he was as strong as he remembered. âWe were worried about you the news said the interstate had been closed due to the number of accidents have been happing. We hoped that you were ok and not one of those poor people stuck due to the snow.â
âNo everything went fine the storm followed me. I stayed ahead of most of the snow.â As Grace ushered him inside Frank followed behind, as they approached the door he saw her in the doorway. Her face was almost unchanged since the last four years that he saw her. Her red hair cascaded off her shoulders; her face was a blank mask except a hint of a smile he wasnât sure why. The last time he saw her she was so angry at him at he had stayed away from her for 4 years. He shuddered mentally at the thought of there last fight. As he walked to the door she just turned around and walked in the house without a word to him. It seems she was still upset with him. He only hoped that she could wait till mom and dad were gone at work before she chose to pick a fight with him.
As James turned to get his bag from his dad, frank told him to go try out some of momâs special rum cookies that he would take the bag to his room. James not wanting to get into another scolding just followed the directions. As James turned to the kitchen he saw her sitting in what was his favorite chair when he was there. She had a smile on her face now but it wasnât directed at him. James entered the kitchen seeing that dinner was still being cooked. Grace offered him everything from rum cookies to home made peanut caramel crunch. James asked his mom if she had any eggnog and she said that there hadnât been time to pick it up that they would go tomorrow to get the ingredients for it.
James wanting to eat more but decided that he couldnât have too many sweets or he would look like his father and would require him to have to spend more of his fleeting time at the gym. As it was being a senior in college he had tried to show that he wasnât a dumb jock riding out a foot ball scholarship and had taken as many extra courses as possible. So what time wasnât spent practicing he had his nose buried in books.
Finally his coach approached him worried about his performance on the field. When James explained the coach smiled and told him that he understood James way of thinking and encouraged James to not be afraid to ask for help from his professors that when he had approached them about grades they were all impressed with his commitment to his school work off the field.
What James didnât tell the coach was that he had a reason he was taking those extra curses was to prove a point to his cousin. Of course James couldnât admit that to himself he just held to that he didnât want to look like some dumb jock.
As James entered the living room Frank came down and told him that his bag was sitting on his bed. Just then Grace entered the living room and announced that dinner was still atleast an hour away so she suggested that James unpack. As James headed to go up the stairs to his room Frank told him that once he was unpacked and settled in to come out to the garage he wanted to show him some of the new improvements. Absently James said he would be there as soon as he unpacked. As James ascended the stairs he unconsciousnessley held his breath. After he reached the top of the stairs he realized that his lungs starting to tingle with the need of air. Slowly he exhaled and continued to his room. He walked in and saw that things were the same as when he left the posters of his sports idols on the wall. As he looked at the floor he saw that his rug was never straightened.
He started to get tears in his eyes as the memory came flooding back. He was 18 and had graduated top 10 in his class. He was awarded a football scholarship to a university and had just finished packing to head to college and get checked in. It was a 4 hour drive. He wanted to show up early to find his dorm that he was assigned to and then to get his class schedule. As he did a last check around his room James picked up the duffle bags and walked out of his room heading down stairs, when he reached the living room he remembered that he had left something he couldnât remember what it was now. As James climbed the stairs he heard a muffled squeal coming from his cousinâs room. He stopped dead in his tracks trying to make sure he did actually hear something.
Due to a misfortune and just pain bad luck his cousin had lost her parents in a car crash. When Grace heard of her sisterâs death she offered instantly to take her daughter in. Rachael was only 12 years old at the time of her parentâs death and James was 14. James saw her as the sister that he wanted and Rachael saw him as a big brother. And like most they fought and made up like most kids while growing up James was protective of Rachael and Rachael just like most little girls seemed enjoy having her big brother look after her.
But soon the friendship became strained, James always was secretly attracted to Rachael but he knew nothing could come of them. He kept a respectful distance from her when she had brought home her first boyfriend. James didnât like the kid personally and didnât understand why Rachael did. Eventually James had a talk with the kid and soon after he had dumped Rachael. At age 13 that started the tear in the friendship between the two of them. That fight lead to others and others, James hearing the squeal again coming from the other side of her door was worried.
He was supposed to leave to go to school but he was worried what was happing in his cousinâs room. But he didnât want to barge in to her room to find that nothing was wrong. As he sit there for a moment trying to decide what to do he heard the voice of one of the high schools junior football players in her room. James breathe stopped dead he held his breath trying to place a name with the voice he just heard. But James didnât have to wait but a few seconds before Rachael answered the question for him.
âRickey what are you doing, I told you I donât want to go that far please stop.â
At that point James lost it his vision started to turn red. His hands clenched to make fist over and over again. He walked the short distance to Rachaelâs door and threw it open seeing Ricky on top of his cousin kissing her neck while trying to remove his pants at the same time. She was under him trying to push him off of her, her pants on the floor and her shirt in a wrinkled heap in the floor. Rickey so caught up with trying to get his pants off didnât even hear her door being thrown open. James practically leaped to the bed covering the short distance in 2 strides. He grabbed Rickey by the hair on the back of his head and yanked him off of Rachael.
Rachael had a terrified look on her face that soon turned to shock. As she watched her older cousin pick up her would be lover by the throat and carried him out of her room. As James got to the stairwell he had to restrain himself to keep from throwing Rickey down the stairs.
As James carried Rickey by his throat down the stairs James started telling Rickey that his football life was over. And those if he even heard his name mentioned by his parents saying that Rachael was dateing him that he would be back and cut his dick and balls off and ram them down his throat. As James reached the door Rickeyâs face was turning a deep purple and his pants still down around his ankles just wanted to get the hell out of there. James had a reputation about defending his cousin which he considered his little sister. And from what Rickey was seeing he knew the reputation was right. James threw open the door and tossed Rickey as hard as he could out the door onto the porch. Rickey not waiting around to see what James might do got up and took off pulling his pants up and yelling at Rachael that it was through between them.
Rickey heard the last and final word from James telling him not to comeback. James turned around and slammed the door. His cousin was at the base of the stairs just looking at him. She hadnât put on her pants or shirt she had followed them downstairs watching her cousin throw the boy she thought she wanted out of her life for good. Rachael started crying and crying hard she wants upset by Rickeyâs persistence at trying to get into her pants hell she was planning on letting him in the next couple of days but she was so angry at her cousin all she could do was cry.
âWhat the hell do you think you were doing? Do you know what he dose to the girls he fucks? I can tell you he calls them a day or two later he puts them on speaker phone and tells them how he loved how they fucked but that he doesnât feel like its going anywhere and dumps them with the whole football team there listing. And as soon as he finishes they all laugh at her so she knows what has happened. Do you want that to happen to you?â
Rachael sit there and let him continue and let his verbal punishment fuel her rage. Finally she exploded she stormed up the stars with James hot on her tracks still yelling at her. She didnât hear anything now all she knew was that she wanted him gone out of her life forever. At the top of the stairs she headed to the bathroom which was across from his room as he continued to follow her yelling she finally snapped.
She turned on him with a look hate and anger that stopped his mouth dead in its tracks. The look in her eyes said it all to him she hated him and then she started yelling back at him telling him that she could have handled her self with Rickey that she felt something for him and then the big dumb jock James had to scare him away. Her face transformed with a look that he had never seen before, one that scared him.
âJames I want you to get out of fucking life and never comeback. I know the only reason your going to college is because of your football scholarship and that if it wasnât for that you would be home. I donât even know why your university is going to take another big dumb jock like you. Just another scholarship that could have gone to someone that would actually study and work for it wasted on someone that only cares about the size of his muscles. And donât think I donât know thatâs the truth I have heard mom and dad talking thanking god for this scholarship hoping that you donât blow it. Personally I think you should just stay home and let them accept someone that deserves it.â
With that he thought she was done but she had one more thing planned for him she looked him in the eye and yelled get out of my life and then slapped him. He recognized the look as one of finality one that she meant every word that she had said with 100% of her being. So shocked was he that when she slapped him the stumbled back and slipped on his rug he kept at the entrance of his room. She turned went into the bathroom and slammed the door.
James was crushed his cousin who he loved more than his life hated him and wanted him out of her life. And from what she said his parents didnât have a lot of faith in him as well. At that moment James made a mental vow he would show her he wasnât just some big dumb jock. And that he wouldnât comeback unless he had to. He would stay out of her life and let her do whatever she wanted.
James blinked a few times brought back to the present; he felt a few tears roll down his cheeks. He wiped them away; he had hoped he wouldnât remember everything his cousin had told him. But he did, he remembered how he left he didnât bye to his mom or dad and his entire 4 hour drive he cried most of the way. But hat was in the past, James just hoped the past wouldnât repeat itâs self. As James finished unpacking he remembered that he told his dad he would go out to the garage.
As James descended the stairs he noticed that Rachel wasnât in his chair. She was most likely helping mom in the kitchen. As James headed for the door that lead to the garage he heard his dad out there swearing like a sailor he couldnât make out most of it but something about stumping his toe on the bench he didnât remember leaving there. James got a big smile on his face as he walked out the door.
âSo I see not only are you starting to put on a few pounds but now youâre starting to lose your memory.â James smiled at the jab he had just sent to his dad and was sure it wouldnât be the last. Frank frowned as he looked at his son shaking his head and mumbling something about damn kids under his breath.
âJust wait son I might not remember putting this bench here but I know where I can put it if you keep it up. You might be a college football player but I can still take you any day of the week and donât you forget it either, or do I have to prove it again like last time you decided to give me a jab.â
âThat was no fair I was only 15 at the time and you cheated I remember it I was doing pretty good till Rachael started tickling me.â Frank stopped for a moment chucking at the memory âshe could always sneak up on you and get you like that and all you could do was laugh.â
âSo pops I see you got the garage insulated and heated like you always talked about. I also see that you put in a new work bench, and is that a new welder I see?â
As James got closer to his dad he started to inspect the work bench his dad had put in. At one end however looked to have a small extension about the size of a light switch when James taped it he heard it was hollow. With a questioning glance at his father âdad whats this compartment you have here in the bench.â âNoticed it did you well that didnât take you long. I added that in specifically for this reason.â
Frank reached up and ran one of his fingers down the center of the compartment. Noticing the exposed bottom of the compartment moving James saw something small drop into franks palm. Frank brought the object from under the bench and held it out in his palm for James to take. James carefully picked up the object he now recognized as a jewelers box. With a questioning glance at his father in which Frank nodded James opened the box. As James opened the box he was astonished to see a diamond ring. Not just any diamond ring this ring had a golden band it had a set of 4 diamonds. Two small diamonds set between two larger diamonds. The ring its self must have cost atleast $5000 if not more.
âItâs the ring your mother wanted when I proposed to her. At the time we couldnât afford it hell we could barely afford the single diamond ring I got her. Itâs taken me 6 years to save up for this ring. Baring the weather making it possible to go to work tomorrow we will have our annual Christmas party at work and I plan on asking her to marry me again to renew our vows. Itâs been 20 years since the day we said I do. And I have never forgotten the look in your moms eyes when I gave her the ring I bought she was overjoyed but also a bit sad. The diamonds in the ring have a double meaning. The two big diamonds represent your mom and me and the smaller ones you and Rachael even though she isnât our daughter we think of her as one. Now you need to keep quite about this I havenât told anyone about it especially that sister of yours if she was to find out then it wonât stay a surprise.â
Wonât be hard there James thought we havenât spoken in four years and itâs not like thatâs going to change anytime soon. James closed the little black box and handed it back to his father who returned it to its hiding spot. Just as Frank had closed the hidden compartment the garage door opened and Rachel stuck her head in telling them they had about 10 minuets till dinner was done. Frank said they would be right in as he started to push his son to the garage door. James had a sneaking suspicion that something was going on but no one wanted to tell him just yet, but instead of trying to get his dad to tell him what was going on he just decided that he would let it be revealed when it was.
James entered the kitchen and found that the table was still setup as he remembered with his mom and dad on one side and Rachael and himself on the other. James moved his chair down a bit more to keep a healthy distance away from his cousin. They said grace and dished out the dinner that his mom had been cooking for a most of the day. Rachael would occasionally look over at him but was silent through most of the meal. Most of the conversation came from Grace and Frank updating James on what was going on around town and with their jobs.
As dinner was finish James started to clear the table and his mom told him to sit back down that she would get the dishes and asked Rachael to help. When Grace collected all the plates from the table Rachel passed out smaller desert plates and Grace went to the icebox and pulled out the desert. As James and Frank was talking about football Grace brought the desert to the table.
Grace sit at the table having placed the desert in the center where the ham had just been James noticed that it was his favorite. A pineapple upside down cake covered with pineapples on the top and a cherry in the center of each pineapple slice. Just as James looked up at his mom to voice that this looked delicious he noticed that Rachael was standing behind Grace. James also noticed that her face had changed no longer did it have that small smirk or a small smile. Her facial features had a small hint of fear in them, James also noticed that to his discomfort that she was staring at him intendedley.
As Grace cut into the cake and cut a slice for every one James wondered why Rachael was still behind Grace. As James took his first fork full he thought he could see Rachael hold her breath, after he chewed and swallowed then he delivered his verdict that this was the best cake he has had in over four years. âWell son I wish I could take credit for it but Rachael here slaved over that cake all day, obsessed over making it perfect. I have never seen anyone place such care in making a cake but your right itâs even better than mine.â
James spoke he saw Rachael features relax and she looked more relieved and then she went back to her normal that he had seen since he had arrived. A small smile on her face as she walked around the table and sit down and started to eat some of the cake as well. James decided that since his mom and now apparently his cousin made this meal they would get to rest while Frank and he washed the dishes.
James got a look of pain from his father when he voiced his opinion and his mom and cousin agreed. As he started the hot water in the sink. He gave his dad the job of drying the dishes they had just finished putting the last dish away. When both women entered the kitchen to review the work they had just finished. Grace voiced her approval to Rachael and added that Frank should help in the kitchen more often instead of hiding out in the garage when dishes need to be done. Frank just chuckled and admitted âwhat can I say sheâs got my number.â
Now the dishes were done they all retired out to the living room Rachael taking Jamesâs chair and Frank and Grace on the couch James elected to sit in the chair opposite of Rachael. There was some more small talk and jabs handed around. James sit and listened and watched Rachael out of the corner of his eye. The night went one everyone soon decided that it as getting late. James stood and said that his four hour drive took more out of him than he realized decided it was time to hit the shower and then get some sleep. As he headed to the stairs he heard his mom and dad agree that it was late and they should get some sleep. He walked up he noticed that Rachael was still sitting in the living room and had turned on the TV.
James walked into the bathroom and picked a towel out of the stack as well as a wash cloth. While showering James replayed the events over in his head over and over. And he found himself fixating on Rachael. He hadnât seen her in four years and she had filled into her figure very nicely from what little he was able to see her breast had filled out as well as her hips. She didnât have the full body hourglass figure but it wasnât far from it. From the talk at dinner he knew she was in college and was impressed that she didnât gain the freshman 20. He noticed that her pretty red hair was still as dark red as he remembered. And that her brown eyes seemed to be as hypnotic as he also remembered. He figured her for atleast a c-cup maybe a d-cup and had grown another inch or two.
As he finished he turned the water off and picked up the towel as he started to wrap it around his waste he realized that he had an erection. This disturbed him greatly, after he left so long ago he questioned his feelings about Rachael. Even though they couldnât be he wondered if he could still feel that way even after what she had done to him. Well now he had his answer, but he couldnât decide if it was lust or love that he felt for her.
James cracked the bathroom door to see if anyone was in the hallway he didnât want anyone to see the erection he had. Seeing no one he turned to turn off the light and when he turned around and opened the door he almost ran smack into Rachael. Shocked he jumped back as did she.
He felt his face turning red over the embarrassment of being caught with a hardon. James apologized saying that he didnât see her there. Rachael quickly returned the apology saying that she didnât know he was still in the bathroom she saw the light was off and wanted to get her shower. As James walked passed Rachael she said his name and he stopped and turned towards her. âDid you really like that desert or were you just saying that you liked it.â
âNo Rach I really liked it, it was very good.â Rachael slowly started to smile and told him thank you.
In his rush to get to his room James didnât realize that his towel wasnât secured to his waste as well as it should have been then when he jumped back that just helped loosen the towel now that he had turned which caused the towel to loosen more he felt the knot give and his towel start to fall exposing himself in front of Rachael. Reaching for the towel was fruitless.
Now he did it, due to his haste and not tying the towel as tight as he should earned him being nude in front of his cousin, with his erection straining. Embarrassed he grabbed the towel and dove into his room shutting the door. As he walked over to his dresser he pulled out his sleeping shorts and shirt. As he put them on he couldnât believe how stupid he was. Not only did he ruin his chance of talking to Rachael but she had seen him with pole at full mask. What next was his dad going to come in and tell him that he found James old play boys and hid them in his closet? James turned off the top light in his room and reached for his desk lamp. As he turned it on he noticed something on his bed that wasnât there when he had unpacked. It looked to be an envelope as he walked over to his bed he picked it up with nothing written on the front as he turned it over to open it he noticed that it had a single peace of tape holding the flap down.
As James opened the letter he laid down on his bed taking the letter with him. As he held it in his hands he began to read the letter.
Dear James
I think we should talk about what happened four years ago.
Rachael
p.s. look at your door
James looked up at his door to see that Rachael had snuck into his room without him realizing it. James immediately begin to get apprehensive. Since his return home he hadnât spoken a dozen words to her and she is now in his room. He had hoped that any interaction between the two of them would have occurred when Grace and Frank were nearby. But now here she was he setup in bend and set on the edge he offered her a spot but Rachael gently shook her head.
âJames can we talk. I would really want to talk about what happened the last time we saw each other. I know I was wrong I was hurt and that I had said somethingâs that had hurt you, but 4 years. I donât think that I deserve that, and mom and dad practically
having to beg you to tell them what was going on in your life they defiantly donât deserve that.â
James listened to his cousin talk he couldnât believe it. Here she was asking why he hadnât contacted her and why he had kept his parents at arms length. He had thought about this moment for four years. What he would say what he would do? He was hoping it wouldnât have been tonight he really was tired from his drive not to mention the stress he felt all night. Well now was the time he was going to tell her everything. His feelings for her and about how he felt after the last fight they had he was going to let it all out in the open and if she wasnât ready to accept it or didnât accept it he would be leaving and going home at 6:00 in the morning.
James started to speak he realized that she wasnât at the door where he had last seen her in all his mental preparation he hadnât notice that she had taken the spot next to him that he had offered.
James turned to look at her he realized that his face was just inches from his and that made him feel very uncomfortable. James stood up and faced Rachael, looking into her eyes and she looking into his. âDo you know how I felt when I left four years ago. How I felt when the little cousin I loved like a sister yelled at me calling me a big dumb jock for trying to keep her from being known as the sophomore slut to the foot ball team, or how I felt when I was told that mom and dad were worried that I might screw my scholarship up because of my grades. How about this one when I was being told I shouldnât take the scholarship that I should let someone take it that I wasnât worth the time and effort. Here was another one that was also my favorite why I had to endure the looks my dorm mate gave me because I wouldnât tell him why I had a hand print on my face. I only wanted to protect you and you slapped me.â
âWhen we were growing up I didnât mind you hanging around because I loved you. I always wanted a baby sister and you were that sister to me.â
Rachael listened she understood how much she had hurt him. But he said something that surprised her and he had said it twice he loved her. How did he love her was it what she was hoping it would be? Her vision started to get watery as she listened to how badly she had hurt him in her fit of anger. She felt she could just barley understand how he felt when he left those long 4 years ago and how he had felt up until this point.
âAnd what really hurt Rachael was the look on your face. I knew what it was and it hurt the most. It was a look of total finality that you were done with me for the rest of your life. So when you told me to get out of your life and stay out I did. I didnât want to hurt you anymore. I knew you were hurt when I threw Rickey out. He never came back did he? Did he even tell you I called his coach and told him that he was trying to force him self on some sophomore? I didnât say any names the coach removed him from the team. He was tired of how Rickey treated the girls he was with and didnât like what it was doing to the other players.â At this point Rachael started crying. She was crying for all she was worth. James couldnât believe that he had made her cry he was just trying to let her know how he felt.
Rachael stood up and started moving for the door, as she reached for the handle she left James hand grab her wrist, as she looked up at him James did something surprised her. James pulled her into a hug, which she eagerly accepted. As James hugged Rachael he stroked her hair and rubbed his hand up and down on her back and whispering that he loved her and that he was sorry that he made her cry that he just wanted her to know how he felt. And then he said it again âRachael I love you. Thatâs why I have stayed out of your life. I didnât want to hurt you again. I have missed you. I just hope you love me as much as I love you. I only wanted the best for you. Please forgive me for hurting you.â
Rachael stood there with her cousin he was hugging her and telling her that he loved her and she wanted to know how he loved her. As she struggled to get ahold of her self to slow her crying she felt so touched at even while trying to express how he felt that he cared about how she felt. All she wanted to do was stay in his arms and be close to him but if she didnât make her move now she never would be able to. Rachael looked up at her cousin and looked into his eyes and then she made her move she grabbed the back of his head and pulled him into a kiss.
James was shocked at this point when his cousin looked up at him and looked into his eyes he couldnât understand what he was seeing in her eyes. And then he felt her hands grab the back of his head and pull him into a kiss. It wasnât a short sisterly kiss. It was a kiss that he had seen but never felt. It was soft and tender and in that one kiss she had opened her heart to him. James was over whelmed his mind was trying to comprehend what was happing. When Rachael pulled back from the kiss James looked into her eyes what he saw was fear. She was sacred how he would respond to her kiss.
As Rachael looked into James eyes her only thought was he said he loves me show me how you love me. She felt James hand that was rubbing her back stop when she pulled him into the kiss. His hand was at the small of her back. As Rachael looked up into James eyes trying to decipher what he was thinking she felt his hand begin to move up she felt James arms pull her closer to him and his hand go to the back of her had as he pulled her into a kiss. This kiss like the one she had given him was gentle and answered her question of how he loved her. She felt his lips begin to part and his tongue tentively touch the front of her hips. She instantly responded by opening her lips and allowing his tongue to enter her mouth. As their tongues danced with each other she felt his other hand slide slowly down her body until it reached the small of her back hesitant to go any lower.
When James pulled back from the kiss he looked into her eyes the fear was gone replaced buy the same look he saw at dinner. He looked her right in the eyes âRachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I have fallen in love with you.
Just as Rachael starts to open her mouth to respond a loud beeping blocked out her words. James startles awake soaking in sweat he looks over at his alarm clock the digital display shows it being 7:30 am. He shuts the alarm off and lies back in bed. As he lays there he thinks about the dream he just had.
He has had this same dream for the past month ever since his parents called and begged him to come home. It was four years ago that he left to go to college. He has barley spoken to them since he left and he hasnât spoken to his cousin at all since she slapped him and told him to get out of her life. He tried his damnest to do as she wished. Now he is going back home for the next two weeks. Of course Rachael will be there and he will have to face her now. James sits up in his bed and turns so he is sitting at the edge with feet on the floor.
He realized for the second time in his life that he loved his cousin he wanted to be with her he last words he said in his dream ringing in his head. Rachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I have fallen in love with you.
James walks out the door of his bed room and headed to the kitchen to get himself a cup of coffee he wonders how Rachael will feel and if she will even speak to him.
Rachael opened her mouth to respond to James declaration of love a loud buzzing blocked out what she was trying to say. Rachael startled awake as she looks over at her alarm clock 7:30 she had to get ready to leave soon. She had asked mom to show her how to make pineapple upside down cake Jamesâs favorite desert. She had a two hour drive. Rachael slowly climbs out of bed she feels a unexpected chill from the air she realizes she is covered in sweat. When Rachael called Grace and told her she would be home for Christmas last month Grace told her that James would be there this year. Ever since then she has had the same dream over and over. It ends with him declaring his love her. His words echoed over and over again in her head âRachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I was and still am in love with youâ
Rachael reaching for the door knob knows when James will be getting to their parents house even though it was only a dream every detail of the dream seemed real. Even though they arenât her real parents she calls them mom and dad and considers them as her parents. As Rachael heads to the shower she recalls 4 years ago when she said those terrible words to James âJames I want you to get out of fucking life and never comeback.â
It was only after he had left did she realize that she loved him, missed him, and needed him. After he had left things changed she couldnât find a reason to be happy she ditched her friends as they only wanted to know how James was doing. After James left she thought about what had happened over and over again. And realized that her love wasnât that of a cousin, or a sister it was that of someone that wanted to be his lover. Rachael starts to shower she started crying again only thing she could keep on her mind was that she loved him and she had told him to get out of her life. She finished her shower she forced a new thought into her head one she heard every night in her dream, but this time instead of just thinking of the words she says the words.
âRachael I love you, I love you more than a cousin, I love you more than a sister. I was and still am in love with you.â
To Be Continued.
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If you didn’t read part 1, you may be lost
Alyssa gets more than one lesson from her big brother
Ty and Maries’ Adventure continues
Jay enjoyed reading by the pool in his backyard. His step daughter Savanah is a sweet girl who loves her daddy and wants to make him happy
By: StormHerald
Chapter 1
“Are you serious?” I stared horrified at my unearthly, unmoving,
beautiful mother.
“Yes, I am quite serious, Lilly.” My mother continued to opened trunks
that I was told since infancy wouldn’t be open until my wedding. “Now
get out, most of this is for your husbandâs eyes only, and your
nervousness is making me ill.”
I stood up and walked out of her room and crossed the long hallway
into my room, slamming the door behind me. I looked at the canopy
bed, gauzy curtains of soft greens and blues falling down to the dark
blue and silver stitched bedding. I threw myself onto my bed, taking in
the only human looking room in the house. I spotted my reflection in
the mirror of my vanity and picked up a dark blue pillow and threw it.
Of course my room was the only human looking room in the
ridiculously oversized house, I was the only human in the house. The
mirror distorted my reflection and I looked away trying to keep my
tears from falling, the last thing I needed was for my younger brother to
scent my grief and saunter in like he owned the place.
I sighed, who was I kidding, he was going to own this place, and the title
and everything else. He was a Halfling, half vampire, half human, what I
was supposed to have been. Imagine my vampire mother and fathers
surprise, when they prepare a bottle of formula cut with blood only to
find out, voila, full human daughter.
â
I stared up at the ceiling, genetically I was rare, if you had two vampire
parents, and the vampire gene is dominate, itâs only a small percentage
that the baby would have the recessive human gene. But I did, which
meant for an average vampire household, embarrassment, and the
hopes that someone will adopt the human quickly. At least that is what
I would assume would happen. To be honest I have never heard about
another human born to a vampire family, but who knows.
However, for my family, who held royal blood, and with it, royal power,
for my family it brought embarrassment, and shame. How could a
vampire family with such strong lines, have a human daughter?
I took deep breaths trying to keep the tears back, because of who my
family is, they couldn’t just dump me off at the nearest European
orphanage. Nope, because, it just so happens when the great Vlaine
line has a child, that child is married off right in the womb. Some old
witch comes around, tells them the sex of the child, and poof the child
is engaged.
Imagine how thrilled my family was when they discovered the ruling
vampire family had just had a son not one year ago and was still trying
to find an appropriate match for him, and my mother just happened to
be carrying a daughter. Parties were thrown, engagements were made,
bonds were formed, blood oaths were voiced, and I ended up engaged.
Then out came Lilly, and down went my family. At least that’s how my
brother tells it anyway. My mother, being a kind hearted creature, says
that the royal family still saw potential in the marriage between
Damien, their precious prince, and me, the embarrassment of a human.
However, other families with vampire Halfling children would have
their slightly stronger spawn start to attack me. I almost died three
times before I was even eight.
â
Needless to say, my father was forced to swallow his pride and take me
away from Europe, for my safety as well as my entire familyâs safety.
Thus exchanging a couple of hundred year old castles for a brand new
mansion built in the wilds of Idaho. That’s right, Idaho, where else can a
future human princess to the vampires be kept safe except in the only
place where running water still hasn’t been discovered yet. Yep, Idaho.
I’m exaggerating the running water, but not by much, I look out my two
windows and see nothing but farm land, farm land as far as the eye can
see. Itâs depressing, but its home. At least to me its home, to the rest of
my family, itâs beyond depressing.
Finally the tears began to fall and I groaned as my bedroom door
opened, as expected, and my twelve year old brother sauntered into
the room, smirking at me.
“Get out Luke.”
“Oh ho, little human Lilly crying in her little bitty bed?” I glared at the
frustrating brat. He was the perfect specimen of vampires, midnight
hair, midnight eyes, pale face, and sharp angular features. He could eat
his weight and then some, and still gain not a pound.
I, on the other hand, had long, chestnut hair, that had naturally, soft,
bouncy curls. That’s right, soft curls, not the beautiful straight severe
black hair of my family, nope, soft, chestnut, and curls. It was
humiliating, along with that obvious difference, I was also full figured,
not angular and severe like the rest of my family, no I had curves, full
hips, full bust, a perfectly human hourglass figure. My eyes were
chocolate, that’s right, sugar and milk with cocoa, chocolate. No
mysterious black, no intimidating harsh light from my eyes, nope, soft,
again! And I was a honey kissed tan, because while my family sun
â
burned, then returned to their pale glow, I absorbed the sun. My skin
took in the sun, changed my skin tones, and gave me the last nail in the
proverbial coffin.
I glared at my perfect specimen of vampirism brother and narrowed my
eyes, “You aren’t a vampire either brat.”
He shrugged the argument off haughtily, he naturally had haughtiness, I
couldn’t muster it to save my life, âSo, eventually I can be bit and
changed into a vampire. You canât, can you itty bitty Lillyââ
I stood up and stalked towards him and I was satisfied to see panic flash
across his face before he bolted out the door yelling for Mother. I
snorted in satisfaction as I slammed the door again. But it was short
lived as I heard my door open and felt the ice cold presence of my
father stalk into my room, “Lilly.”
I looked up at him and saw a frown on his sharp features, “What?”
His back straightened even more and his eyes narrowed, “Your mother
is ready to speak with you.”
I nodded looking down, I knew my father disliked me, who wouldnât;
my entrance into the world single handedly ruined his reputation and
took away everything from him, including his home. I walked silently
through the dark halls and back into the black and red room of my
parents.
My mother closed the last of the luggage and I gawked at them, “Wait,
what is going on?”
My father stood next to my mother giving me an icy stare, “You are
headed to France to meet up with your aunt, and from there you will go
â
by train to the house of your future husband.”
My knees buckled under my weight and I collapsed hard onto the floor,
landing hard on my soft ass, “But I’m not supposed to marry him until
I’m nineteen, that’s still six months away.”
Mother looked up at my father in what could only be described as
nervousness, which for her to actually show, must mean something
very bad. I waited, staring miserably at them and finally my mother
turned to me and sat down on the edge of her bed, “Lilly, you must
start courting soon. It is different for vampire royalty, the courting is
very important. It is one of those things that must be learned by doing,
not by being told.”
I looked up at her, fear stealing my breath, “I don’t understand, I know
I’m an embarrassment, but, I thought that the marriage was cancelled
because of what I am.”
My mother shook her head, “No darling, the agreement was made in
blood, and there is nothing that can be done. It will be hard and might
even be deadly for you, thatâs why, we came here, why we gave up so
much for you to have a happy life until now.”
I felt tears spill down my face and looked up to my father who was
looking away in disgust. I looked back down ashamed, “I thought…I had
plans, college, a future…”
Both my parents shook their heads, “No Lilly, you leave for Paris
tonight. Isadora, your aunt, will meet you there, and then you will have
to go shopping.”
“Why?” Of all the stupid things, the last thing on my mind was shopping
but the look in my Mothers face silenced me.
â
“You have nothing appropriate to wear, I went through all six trunks,
when I had bought the garments, I had thought your body would be
more…like mine.”
I hunched down a bit realizing that I had to get an entirely new
wardrobe because my mother had shopped for a future vampire, not a
plump human.
“Enough coddling Esmeralda, letâs go already.”
My mother nodded and touched my soft hair before pulling me to my
feet and kissing me goodbye.
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Mary’s family comes over for dinner.
The story you will read has only one truth in it⌠and the truth is that it is nothing more than a fantasy, work of fiction if you prefer.
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I moved in the town with parents about a year ago, around in April, as they both wanted to move from the big city and just live a bit more slower in the smaller, more peaceful town. Parents got good job offers on the branch in the town and I was 3rd year of college just transferred, and it was a real pain as some of the exams I passed already were not acceptable so I had to retake them again. Bothersome but not my call anymore so despite the fact I couldnât listen to the classes I got some guidance on how to pass them quickly without losing time. We moved into nice neighborhood, houses almost identical in built but decorated and painted differently, according to will and taste of the owners. Next to us were very nice family, their daughter Julie was in the same college as me now, first year. She was cute, longer brown hair, dark eyes, 20 years, very slim and a bit shorter than me with her smaller tits but nicely shaped almost childish. Now Iâm not exactly athletic or ripped on muscles, but am well built, 22 years old, 180, black short hair and proud at what mother nature gave me between my legs. But aside from all that I would say my greatest talent were the words, and I was very aware of my sweet talk and ability to turn words into pure passion, and I had no idea how it would turn around and bite meâŚ
Julie was very easy going girl, always smiling, hyperactive, ready to jump into some conversation and we became friends quickly, among other factors one was we were living 10 meters away from eachother so it was only natural going to college and back was starting and ending with us meeting and to be honest I liked her a bit, and the fact that I had some quality time talking while going to the college. I was sitting in the amphitheater waiting for the next class when colleague came and sat in front of me, turning around
– Hey whatâs up? I saw you getting along fine with Julie â he said
– Yea she is ok â I said and looked up at him, closing the book
– Dude, donât get too close to her ok â he replied with a bit lower voice like he was hiding something
– Ummm why? (the heck?) â I was a little surprised to hear that though I was expecting he was one of those people who are probably in love with her and were feeling jealous
– Donât get me wrong, I got nothing against if you go for it, just giving you piece of advice⌠She wonât care much about you. I would say you change your underwear less often than she changes boyfriends, and if you are gonna go for something bigger, youâll only get yourself hurt.
Now this I did not believe⌠or at least didnât want to. The best explanation I could come up with is the definition of him being one of her ex that still havenât got a hang of the breakup so he will attempt to get together again and just brushing the competition from aside. It was a good theory in my head until one time I went to the toilet during the class and in there found her on her knees with some guyâs dick in her mouth. I came out quickly, unsure what to think but I guess it was natural for couple, and that would remain on that if I didnât saw her with totally another guy walking side by side like lovers, and couple of more times with different guys in the toilet all in same pose⌠pants slid down and her mouth around their dicks. My opinion of her rapidly dropped as what I thought was urge for fun became lust and greed, almost repulsive and I tried to avoid her completely from walking to college to talking to her whenever I saw her. She on the other hand didnât even think about being uncomfortable with it and would find excuse to jump in front of me with her wide smile talking something unrelated or just plain stupid to get my attention.
Weeks later I got to know Anna, student like me, same year as me and we were sitting close during classes and I liked her, she was a bit of a mystery but in a way that was extremely charming. She had very cute smile and bit by bit we were getting closer. Like I said, I am good sweet talker so I knew some nice phrases, even spoke a bit of French and Italian (no more than to say something cute, couple of words at best) and I started using some of those on her, tried to get somewhere but I was interrupted by Julie as she suddenly appeared beside us with her big smile, staring at us until I found it uncomfortable enough to stop speaking with Anna and look at her
– That was so cute, lame but cute â Julie said while standing
– I need to go, so Iâll see you later ok? â Anna said while slowly getting away from me and going toward the amphitheater
– She was cute â Julie said
– Yes⌠she was (I said âshe wasâ with my teeth clenched). Why did you do that?
– You are good, why donât you ever sweet talk like that on me?
I didnât answer I just walked away trying to sort my head out and see what to do to repair the damage, but I never got anywhere as someone said to her I was another Julieâs boy toy, and that is where problems started to pop up, because Julie was now all over me, absolutely stalking me in every step. Some would say cute but I found it annoying at that time as she even got into the house and tried to spend time with me, again trying for me to talk romantic with her. How she was so easily into house? One of the reasons is that my parents and her became friends on record breaking time, because it was not enough dad was fishing freak but so was her dad⌠there is difference between passion and obsession and they could go hours about rods, baits and fishing without losing so much as 1% of excitement. So Julie getting in without knocking was no different than me getting in, and it became problem as she would get in my room often. As somehow I got reputation as âtakenâ or âslightly creepyâ in college, my sex life was reduced to jerking in the room, and on more than one occasion she would âaccidentallyâ barge in the room and look surprised, and after that took me hours to make her go home. Great now I had a stalker, and she followed me whenever she saw me, going to the supermarket, walking, running, trying to relax with friends, everywhere.
One day I was in my room, I would jerk off because I was horny but it started bothering me a bit as it always ended up like that and I was yearning for a girl in my arms. I heard someone walking toward the doors and I knew parents were out with Julieâs parents on their standard Saturday night joint dinner in the restaurant, and I remained home to watch some movies on computer.
– Come in Juls… I know itâs you â I said with big sigh coming out of my mouth and she got in with her regular smile, wearing blue tight shirt and jeans that were cut and becoming very short shorts. â isnât it a bit cold for that outfit?
– Noooo â she laughed â I think itâs rather hot. Soooo⌠what are you doing?
– Same as always â I said looking away from her â working around the best possible outcome of your doing
– Mine? I did nothing â she tried to be innocent â but you can try with me if you want, it is still better than jerking off
– Is it? â I said as I stood up going toward her, pinning her on the closed doors while looking at her and she didnât even so much as twitch while I was very obviously pissed â what will it take for you to stop being on every step I make when I get out?
– Geez â she laughed trying to be even more innocent with act â what would I need?
My brain snapped and in one moment, everything before me was blank before the next blink, as I grabbed her and threw her on the bed â will it take it for fuck you eh? Is that what you want? â I shouted as I was unbuttoning her jeans and pulling them down and her face became serious, the smile was gone and she was now scared, repeating ânoâ and âstopâ but I was at the point where there could no longer be pause and I unzipped my pants, sliding them down and letting my cock spring itself in full effect. I didnât feel love, I didnât feel passion, all I felt was lust and it overtook me with the anger in my mind that made my cock become hard. My hands were on her hips, rolling her on her stomach as I kneeled behind her, putting my hand on her mouth to avoid her screaming and with the other guiding cock to her pussy and she was trying to break free. As I was entering it was waaay out of my mind just how tight it was and I was wildly pushing forward not caring anymore about my own actions⌠She managed to get my hand off her mouth to scream âNO, STOP IT!â but all I did reply to it was âYou mean no but you know you want it, do you? DO YOU?â. Couple of more strong entering and she arched opening her mouth from pain but no voice was out and I was thrusting inside of her and out, blindly, carelessly until her large scream was out of her lungs when she collected enough strength and control to get air in and that piercing sound was a slap on my face, snapping me out of this nightmare and almost like I didnât knew what was happening, I pulled out my cock out with blood on it⌠as it was falling on the bed. Julie just lied on the bed, her breath turned into cry and her eyes were more than just tearful⌠She was on the bed for 10 seconds or so before she just stood up and pulled up her jeans still crying and all my mind was focused on the blood
– W⌠Were you a virgin? â my voice came out from my mouth, trembling and the sight petrified me â was this your first time?
But instead of any answer she covered her mouth and with eyes full of tears she was running down toward her house. What is wrong with me? What the hell have I done? How could I miss such thing, how could I not feel her breaking? Still kneeling on the bed, with the bloody stain on the sheet and my cock that went soft in matter of seconds and my mind went blank again for a second. How could I allow for my lust to take over? To deny everything I held as ethics and become mindless beast, rapist⌠To deprive a girl of her virginity in such brutal way that absolutely disgusted me to my very bones. I was in the shower just letting the water slide down on me, looking down trying to figure out why I did this. As I went out I went to the mirror, looking at my reflection shouting at it âAre you happy now? Have you satisfied your lust? Did you accomplish what you wanted? Look at yourself⌠you are disgusting!!!â I am not sure how I managed to explain bloody sheet to mom, but I did somehow and she wasnât very concerned about the sheet as much as trying to figure out if cut myself somewhere.
The following month was hell for me. Julie was still smiling toward me but her smile was shallow, empty, missing that joy and spirit she had, and instead of her stalking me, she started avoiding me. I was working to get to this but I never wanted it to be like this, nor to do it in this way and the thought of depriving a girl of her dream for guy she loves to pop her cherry, became nightmare for me that I had almost every night. I managed to talk to her, but it was only as much as class related and on any attempt to avoid it and go to any other topic she would slip away⌠I wanted to say sorry to her, that I didnât mean to do it, but that would not be nearly enough. Soon all that was annoying me in the beginning started to bother me more as I missed it⌠I was expecting from her to just jump from somewhere and I would be more than happy to see her do it again. But it never happened and that âmissâ became stronger as I just desired for her to be her again, free spirited, joyful and without so much as a single care about what she does. I started making a plan to redeem myself somehow and on one Saturday I found a gap large enough to attempt something as parents were out on their routine. I invited her to come to my house, and it took me hell of a lot of explaining and promising that I would not hurt her to get her to come, and I managed to do it. She was wearing long track suit and the same blue shirt she had on the that night. I invited her to come up to the room, but she denied and wanted to go, but it took another 5 solid minutes of pure convincing I would not hurt her, reminding her how she used to walk around like it was her own room.
After she got in I followed her and closed the doors, locking them. She panicked, slowly backing from me as I stood speechless at the closed doors, looking down on the floor.
– What are you doing â she asked, obviously frightened and that sighed was tearing me apart
– Fixing my mistake â I said avoiding to look at her
– Stop it, please â her voice became trembling and was about to cry â just let me go, donât do it, please
– I have to Julie â I said looking at her as she was going away from me slowly, but toward the bed â otherwise this will haunt me for as long as I am aliveâŚ
– Please, stop it I donât want to⌠– she started backing away a bit faster as I was rushing toward her. I didnât let her finish what she started speaking as I locked my lips on hers, holding her tight on her back and kissing her while she was still trying to push me away. My eyes were shut tightly, and my tongue was now inside of her mouth, swirling around tasting every inch of her sweet saliva and her resistance slowly subsided and as her hands were calming down I found a good time to break the kiss and look at herâŚ
– Please donât â her voice was now silent and soft, but still fearful
– I did something terrible to you Juls â I said â something that will never leave my mind, and it will haunt me down for as long as I am alive, but I promise you I will never hurt you again⌠just let me redeem myself⌠let me do what you wanted from me.. – she said nothing, but her eyes were still full of fear and she was expecting that I would hurt her again but it was no where near my mind, I wasnât going to let her slip away now, but damn I will make sure she feels good this time. My hands slipped under her shirt, taking itâs edges and pulling it off from her, revealing her soft milky white skin and small boobs and the very sight aroused me beyond anything so far. I fell on my knees in front of her and took her track suit off slowly, pulling her panties in the same time and before me was beautiful and slightly bushy pussy that I started kissing at first but as soon as she spread her legs a bit I moving my tongue along her lips. My sight went up again, looking at her face and all I hoped that I wouldnât see her tears again, but instead her face was heavily deformed as she was moaning very slightly and pleasure took over her. Her hands were now running through my hair and it gave me more than enough boost to do more, sliding my tongue in her. I was in fear she would push me away and wouldnât like it but taste of her juice reassured me and I was in feeling and tasting every crevice inside her. The scent was overwhelming and he feel of her short bush sent my dick into madness, becoming harder and harder every second. I stood up at her, looking at her moaning face as my fingers worked their job, rubbing her lips and going deep into her wet pussy. Her arms where wrapped around my neck and her voice became loud, moving her hips back and forth on my palm that was grinding her groin. The sight was beautiful and she opened her mouth again, shutting her eyes tight but again with no voice and her pussy started to spasm wildly, tightening in waves around my fingers.
– Did it hurt? â I asked her still moving my fingers in and out of her slowly
– No â she gasped â it felt good now
– I promise I will neverâŚ- but before I could finish anything her finger blocked my lips
– You want to have sex with me?
– No Juls.. I donât want to have sex with you⌠I want to make love with you â she smiled again and warmth came back into my mind again as she I felt her soft lips on my own.
– But we do it my way ok?
– We can do it however you wish â I said as she now dropped on her knees, unzipping my pants.
My cock was already in itâs full effect from the moment I kisses her pussy, and she took it in her hand, slowly gliding her hand up and down. The feel was amazing and it became more intense as she wrapped her lips around it and she went up and down itâs full length. I felt tip sliding down her tongue and feeling her throat and then she would pull out again, licking the tip and filling her mouth with it. It wasnât the best blowjob I had, she was regular good but there was something she did, something I could not explain, different but it felt extremely good, her tongue sliding on my cock and licking every bit of it. I placed my hand on her head but she quickly pushed it away as she wanted to do everything on her own and her hand then fell down between her legs, slowly rubbing her pussy with her finger. I could not imagine hotter scene and would enjoy it for long, but I felt movement in my balls and I was ready to reach the topâŚ
– Juls slow down⌠Iâll cum if you keep doing that â I said expecting this to be wake up call for her and pull herself away, but despite my repeating she didnât even lose so much as a bit of her tempo. I felt there was no more return and I started shooting my cum in her mouth. She stopped moving and just fixed her lips around my tip, waiting for my last drop of my cum to get out from my cock and in her mouth. My spasms subsided and I was trying to grab something with my hands to squeeze but all I could grab was air and when she started moving her lips up and down again I felt wave of shiver going up and down on my spine. Julie stood up, still keeping her finger on her pussy, rubbing her lips and now she was looking at me for a bit before kissing me and sticking her tongue in my mouth. She was clean, swallowing all cum she had but I could still taste it in my mouth and at this point I didnât even care.
– Take off your shirt and pants â she said as I backed a bit, taking off my shirt and kicking aside my pants along with boxers that were still around my ankles and I stood there naked in front of her with my cock up and refusing to lose itâs hard composure as I was looking at Julie naked just 1 meter away from me playing with her middle finger that was sliding between her lips. I moved toward her and slowly moved her to the bed, placing her on her back and kneeling between her legs. I leaned down to her giving her one more kiss before placing tip of my dick on her wet crack and looked at her, waiting for her response..
– Be gentle ok, this is my first time â she said with faint smile
– First t⌠– I was going to finish that but my mind drifted back to that moment and it came to me that she wanted that memory out or be replaced with new one â I will be gentleâŚ
The whole âplanâ was set as I slowly entered her wet pussy and I could not say if it was tighter or not from last time because I could no longer remember the feeling. I pushed more and her face started to change in the feel of pleasure and I stopped making it feel like I reached her hymen. It did leave a good mark on my brain as I knew I tore it, but it appeared she was pretending it is still in place. I looked into her eyes âyou ready?â and she nodded so I pushed as hard as I could in and it was smooth slide, but to her it was a new memory of her cherry being popped and the large smile came on her face. I started moving in and out of her, from the tip down to the balls as far as I could. My rhythm increased and her moaning now became louder and frequent and it was extremely hot to listen as she was letting out her voice of pleasure. I was practically raping her with the speed, but now I knew we both wanted it. I stopped before she could reach her top and stood up, kneeling on the bed, taking her into my arms as she wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. My hands were squeezing her butt and moving it up and down the full length of my cock and she helped moving her hips back and forth, bringing as much pleasure for her as it was for me. I kissed her again deeply, passionately and trailed my tongue and lips down her neck and to her small tits, licking her hard nipples⌠I like big tits I wonât lie, but her small but nicely build ones were perhaps even more of a turn on for me. Her nipples were wet, dripping wet from my saliva and her moaning increased and became louder. If someone was passing by, he would think I am cutting someone with a knife, but at that point I didnât even care what anyone would think. Her soft skin was rubbing against me and I pulled her closer to me, grinding against her and feeling her nipples move up and down on my chest and her moans became rare as she started becoming breathless. Julie pushed me back, made me lie on my back as she was sitting on my cock, resting her hips with deep breaths coming out of her hot lips and before I could do anything she started moving them again back and forth, grinding herself against me as she got penetrated repeatedly. She took my hands and placed them on her boobs and she placed her hands on my stomach, increasing the tempo of her moves. The sight of her mesmerized me, sending me into deep trance as I felt her soft tight pussy became more and more wet and her head arched up with her eyes shut and soft but loud moans coming out of her mouth more and more frequently. She now loaned her entire body forward, placing hands beside my shoulders and moving up and down now, thrusting herself as fast as she could. Her entire body arched back as far as she could, stopping her breath and for the moment she was silent until her pussy became squeezing hard and her entire body started trembling, electrified and the silent moment was now filled with loud uncontrolled screams as she was in the middle of her orgasm. Her delightful pussy squeezed more in waves, not allowing for my cock to even slip out for a bit and she fell down on my chest, exhausted, satisfied and I could feel her heart rushing in her chest, right there on my own skin. She looked up and I was looking down into her loving eyes, feeling I truly accomplished something, not just had sex⌠but actually made love with her.
– You didnât cum.. â she said still exhausted and with a sweet voice
– I did (no I didnât)
– You lie
– I lieâŚ
– Donât lie, make it trueâŚ
I turned her around somehow, she giggled as she made it worse for not helping a bit and just letting me roll her around like a lifeless doll. Turn off? Perhaps but it made it much more funny and now I was there now on my side beside me was her, facing me
– You said we would do it my way â she said silently
– Yes I did, we do it however you wish â but instead of any reply she just took my cock with her fingers and placed it slowly in her soft wet crack. The squeeze was tighter as she didnât so much as open her legs and the feeling was incredible⌠I pulled her closer to me, feeling her skin against mine, feeling our sweats melt and so did I on her lips⌠her heartbeat was strong again and I could feel it again, her silky skin and the taste of her lips sent me into trance, making me go faster in her pussy, then out and in again until I started unloading another load of cum in her. I knew it wasnât much of it in there left but the moment, that sweet moment made it look like there were gallons and gallons going out in extreme slow motion. Her face became bright as she felt the hot cream inside of her pussy and the sight of her smile made me squeeze her tighter into my arms as we were there, bare naked on the bed just looking at each other.
I am not sure when I fell asleep, but once I woke up it was 3am and I was covered⌠Julie was no where around and I didnât do much more than just fell asleep again, exhausted, but with single thought in my head⌠âwhat can I expect tomorrow?â
The morning came quickly but I got little sleep despite the fact that was the most unforgettable moment in my life⌠I went into shower and after it I looked myself into the mirror⌠that face I recognized, but it was no longer pitiful, rather, different⌠perhaps old me, perhaps someone new, but it was there, content with the fact that he had itâs redemption. At the college I started walking alone but somewhere at half I felt a chill that someone was creeping up on me and before I could turn someone grabbed me on the arm⌠I will be honest I freaked out a bit, same old routine, same old stupid smileâŚ
– Jeez Juls â I said pretending like it bothered me â canât you just call my name from far?
– Would you turn?
– NO â I laughed
– So then, what would be the point then? â she giggled and went ahead of me turning around at me one more time before running toward the college â if you donât hurry up you will miss the class
– Yea, still not your area of concern â I yelled and watched her run off before first bell would ring⌠and I stood there for a moment, just doing nothing as I looked far in the slim figure that was going further and further and one though came up in my mind that made my face seem like it saw the light âI remember that smileâŚâ
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