True Story

True Story

My first love – part 5

I was awoken by a tingling feeling in my cock and balls, could it have been a ‘thank you’ for last night? I had a slight hangover and a dirty feeling in my mouth which tasted kind of metallic. I opened my eyes to automatically raise my arm, covering my eyes from the rays of light attacking me from the sun roof. I hadn’t even noticed that there was a sun roof the night before, maybe it was cloudy and the stars where hidden.
After my eyes adjusted to the light, I retrieved my arm and looked down to see Bethany on her knees, playing with my balls. She winked at me as soon as we made eye contact. She lowered her head and began delicately licking the shaft of my peen. I had a semi already, but as soon as I saw Bethany, it didn’t take more than two seconds to become solid. I’m pretty sure I skipped a couple of heart beats to fill my cock.
It has been the first time I had seen Bethany naked completely sober, and the first time I had been in such a beautiful position sober. Although I do have to admit, stimuli’s and senses are peaked when you are high on weed, but this was still a feeling to be savoured.
“Hey there stud.” she said to me, licking the side of my cock as she did.
“Of hey there miss Cali, when did you come from America?”
She giggled a little before beginning to lick all around my mushroom tip, I could feel a little buzz and tingle in my cock head as she did this, I guess she had taken a breath mint. A few weeks back whilst I was sitting in business next to Bethany, just as friends. Mike was telling us stories about how his 22 year old fuck-buddy chewed on mints before giving him blowjobs, and that it made his cock feel like it was on fire. We didn’t know weather to believe him about the fuck friend, no one had met her yet so we had our doubts. (turns out he wasn’t lying, and oh jesus she is a babe)
“I feel like some morning sex, don’t you?” she said to me with the cutest of smiles I had ever seen. I just nodded as I closed my eyes, the moment was perfection. It had to be up there with shaking the hand of god and knocking out Mike Tyson.
Then she did something I did not expect, the last time she had sucked my cock, she had only been able to take about 3 inches of my 7, it didn’t matter much to me, I never thought that it would feel any different as the only stimuli are in the cock head. Turns out I was wrong, VERY wrong.
She put her face at an angle so that it was adjacent to my cock, she lowered herself onto it, as far as she could, her nose was tickling my stomach and I could feel her heart beat at the back of her throat. A pro could have gone lower but I didn’t care, I’de rather be in this position that to fuck a dirty porn star.
“Oh baby that’s perfect” is all I managed to release, my eyes closed, hands behind my head. I didn’t have to do anything, just sit back and enjoy the show. I opened my eyes to see Bethany going up and down my my cock like a pro, occasionally deep throating it to about 5 1/2 inches length. The back of her throat was warmer than her general mouth area, I had been getting sucked off for a couple minutes and I could already feel the end coming. I had to do something quick, but it was too late, I had reached the point of no return.
“I..I’m coming!” I said hesitantly, lifting my head to look forward at Bethany continue to play with my cock head in her mouth. Her lips where sealed shit around the mushroom tip and her tongue was flicking wildly from all angles. I felt that familiar burning sensation in my shaft, the tingling in the balls and cock head, I was coming.
Burst after burst, round after round of cum spurted from my erupting cocked into Bethany’s mouth. The moment was bliss. She stopped all movement for me to finish my ejaculation, when I did, she swallowed every last drop of my hard earned juice. “It’s sweet, keep eating those pineapples” she said to me, giggling to herself whilst her mouth was still on my cock. She was hoovering my head from any remaining juices, she had sucked up any lingering seeds from my japseye, she had done a wonderful job.
I was now starting to burn a little, my cock was so sensitive after cumming that it hurt. I placed my hands back behind my head and just stared into her wonderful eyes, I was in love.
She continued to lick my cock slowly for a few more minutes, occasionally biting my shaft and tickling my balls with her tongue. She ran her teeth along my shaft before standing up, she walked forward a little and crouched down onto my cock. I could see the crusted semen on the lips of her vagina from the night before, had I really cummed in her? At that moment I remembered that she was on the pill due to her hormonal problems.
She rubbed my cocked along her exotic pussy lips for a few seconds, before placing it at the gateway to heaven, she sat down on my cock. A decent of about 6 seconds and she was sitting flat on my thighs, I was balls deep into her. She let out a little squirm as she reached the bottom, all I could do was smile. I held out my hand to grab hers, bringing back her hand slowly to my face, I opened her hand and placed a gently kiss into her palm. “I love you” I said to her in a sweet and caring voice. She didn’t have to say anything, I knew her emotions already. The actions I had done last night had caused me to gain her trust and affection. All she did was ride my cock slowly, she pulled her knees up so that all was touched the bed was the bottoms of her feet. She began to ride me like a pro, only stopping to change directions at the very top or bottom of my cock.
She rode me for about a minute before she swivelled round, my cock was still deep inside her which gave me a very strange sensation. She placed her hands down onto the bed and kept her feet flat, she began to ride me perfectly. Her cute butt was in my full view, I reached my hand out and grabbed it, I gave it a gently spank to which she squirmed and groaned to. The familiar sensations occurred again, her pussy muscles tensed around my cock, devouring it with the tight squeeze. As the friction had gotten to much for both of us, she same at the same time as me. The sudden tightening had pushed me too far. I knew that women could come many times in a row, but I had no idea that men could. My cock began to furiously squeeze out as much sperm as it could, it felt like a hundred squeezes, but I knew the reality that barely any would come out.
I reached out and grabbed her arms and pulled her back to lie on my chest, she opened her legs and I reached forward, placing my fingers on her pussy lips. I began to gently massage and rub her lips and clitoris whilst I placed several kisses on her neck, occasionally giving her a gentle bite.
I began to thrust into her slowly, still rubbing on her pussy. I had seen this being done many times in porno’s, so I was sure that she would like it. She brought her hand back and grabbed a handful of my hair, screaming and moaning, her second orgasm was nigh. Her legs closed up, trapping my hand in position. None the less I continued my efforts of thrusting and rubbing. This time, I felt the full furiosity of her vaginas squeeze, without coming myself, I could feel the force it was putting on my cock.
We both stopped on the spot, catching our breaths she turned around and laid flat on my chest, she brought her lips down and interlocked them with mine. We passionately kissed for several minutes. As I run my fingers through her hair, I kept my other hand curessing her back, almost tickling at the low amount of pressure I was putting. She would occasionally giggle and shake from the pleasure.
She lifted her head and we spent a good moment just staring into each others eyes, almost trying to look into each others souls. She mouthed the words ‘I love you’ to me before coming back down for another kiss.
She rolled to the side and placed her head on my chest, I wrapped my arms around her and started run my fingers down her back. We spent a good twenty minutes like this, just talking about random things, complementing each other as we did so.
“I can’t believe I have known you for four years and we have only been friends. I feel like ‘i wasted all of those years!” she said gently holding a warm voice throughout.
“It was all a build up to these moments, without those points in life, we would be somewhere completely different. This would have never happened.” I said, sounding all mysterious.
“What do you mean?” she said, raising her head to look into my eyes.
“Well take Timmie for example, you two where in a relationship for a few weeks. You broke up and he went crazy last night. If you two where never in a relationship, I would have never punched him last night. Our little love scene on the couch would have never happened.”
She just looked at me puzzled for a moment before kissing me on the lips and placing her head back down onto my chest.
“I guess you are right. Besides, Timmie was a dick, I’m glad you punched him. He really made me feel bad those weeks that we went out. He broke my heart.” she said, sounding slightly sad.
“Hey..” I whispered into her ear. I pushed myself up and looked into her eyes. “I’m not like that” I whispered to her. “I’ll be here for every, my heart belongs to you.”
She smiled at me and pounced on top of me and began to furiously make out with me. A sudden knock on the door stopped us in action.
“Hello?” said a random and deep voice from the other side of the door, followed by several hard knocks on the door. “Open the door, now!”
Me and Bethany looked at each other. The pounds on the door had gotten deeper and harder, I quickly jumped off the bed to my jeans, reached intuit he pockets and pulled out my phone. I looked through the contact list to find Michelle. I rang her and fell back into the bed, holding the phone to my ear.
“Heeeeey.” came a voice from the phone. “Michelle! I need your he-..”
“I’m not here right now so your going to have to leave me a message! *beep*”
“Fuck!” I said, before throwing my phone to the side. By this time, Bethany was already fully clothed. I got up and put my Jeans on, I didn’t have time for boxers, I left them in the room. Looking around, the only available exit was the window. I ran towards it and opened it, to my dismay we where about 10 foot from the ground. I noticed a balcony sort of thing about a foot to the left of the window, going to another room. I climbed out the window and quietly called for Bethany. The thuds on the door had now turned to kicks. I knew what was to be done.
I jumped across to the balcony, clearing it with ease, my hands where not even used. It was about 2 foot from where we where standing. Being a cautious one, I held my hand out to Bethany, she grabbed onto my hand and jumped to me, I grabbed her in fear of her falling but she was fine. I looked around to see some shrubs stuck onto the wall, I grabbed onto one and pulled onto it. The shrub broke with the simplest of forces, no way would it hold a person. Turns out in all the movies where you see people climbing on the green plants growing on walls, it’s all fake.
Luckily for us, the door to the balcony was unlocked, we made our way inside and closed the door behind us. I quickly walked to the door and put my ear to it. I could hear fumbling on the other side, I suddenly heard a bang and I knew that the door had been kicked in. I opened the door a crack and saw no one in the hall way. I grabbed onto Bethany’s hand and made a quick decent through the hall way. We jolted down the stairs and through the front door, running through the long garden, the security eventually saw us but no chase was broken.
We ran for a while, until the house was not in visible distance to us. I pulled us over to the side of the road to cat our breath. Bethany hauled herself onto me, wrapping her arms around me and planting multiple kisses on my face. “That was sooooo fun!” she said, sounding exhausted.
We both laughed and walked home hand in hand. I had remembered that I still have a gram of chrow left in my pocket. “You feel like waking and baking?” I said, chuckling a little. “It’s a bit late now isn’t it, we just had a marathon.” she chuckled back.
“Oh well, fuck it.” I said, before making our way to the same park we where at last night. I sat down onto the bench, followed by Bethany who placed her arm around my waist and leant her head on my shoulder. I removed my equipment and started to roll a joint. I felt calm and easy, unlike last night. I ended up rolling a perfect joint, I would say it must have been better than Mike’s. I felt proud of myself and placed it in-between my lips. I raised the lighter, flicking it and toked it. The ashes dropped onto my jeans, Bethany was quick to wipe them off with her hand, followed by a gently smile and a kiss on the cheek.
I took several tokes from the joint and passed it to Bethany. She held it in-between her fingers and toked from it like a pro. “I’ll teach you to blow smoke-rings some time.” I exclaimed. “Oh yeah? Teach me now.” she said.
“You can’t do it outside, the wind will ruin it. It has to be in-doors.” I said. “My house is a smoking zone, my brother smokes all the time, I think he smokes weed as well, this smell is familiar.” she said.
“Oh yeah, i’m sorry about yesterday, It didn’t go well with your dad yesterday.” I said. “That’s my brother!”
“Oh.. He looks so– old?” I said, holding a blank facial expression.
“Yeah well, he’s 27.” she said, passing the joint back to me. “Why is he still living with you?” I asked, already regretting what I said. There was a silence for a few seconds, which felt like hours. “My mom passed away and my dad can’t pay the rent on his own.. My brother helps out.” she said, sounding nervous and upset.
I instantly wrapped my arm tightly around her and kissed her on the forehead. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know.”
There was a silence for a couple of minutes, we finished smoking the joint as just sat there, holding each other. “It’s a beautiful day huh?” I said, trying to break the tension. “Yeah it really is.” she replied.
“So did you have fun last night?” I asked her, looking into her eyes. She looked into mine and replied “Yeah I did, thank’s for the night, I had a lot of fun.”
She had the warmest smile on her face, it was the happiest I had seen her for a long time. All through school, I knew she was upset about something, I just never came about to ask her. I knew the reason, but I still didn’t know how to comfort her.
“Come on, let’s get something to eat.” I said, pushing myself off the seat and grabbing her hand. She got up and followed me. I let go of her hand and wrapped my left arm around her waist, she did the same and dropped her head onto my shoulder. I looked down at my phone, it was 11:24am, the sun was high in the sky and not a cloud was in the sky. We walked to a local coffee shop and we sat down next to each other in the corner. We wrapped around each other and sat there, waiting for a waitress. Out of no where, a girl from school called Daisy come up to us. “Hey guys, good morning.” she said with a smile on her face.
We both said hey and smiled back, me and Daisy used to be good friends, but her brother got pissy with me when I dropped him from the rugby team. “I didn’t know you two where a couple” she said. I just pulled a fake smile to move the conversation, I didn’t feel like talking to her. “I’ll take banana pie pancake and two tea’s, no milk or sugar.” I said confidently. Daisy nodded and then walked off. Bethany gently pushed me away and looked into my eyes, confused. “How did you know? That’s my favourite!” she exclaimed. I had over heard Bethany talking in business studies about the foods she liked, we had a group discussion about how much food costs to make and how much they sell them for. (Did you know a coke bottle costs 3 pence to make? They sell those things for A whole pound!)
“I have my ways.” I said to her, winking. She pulled herself back into me and just rested into my chest. This was a better moment for me than the sex we had. Holding her made me feel perfect. “You complete me.” she whispered ever so gently. She placed her hand on my leg and started running it up and down, playing with the fabric of my jeans. Slowly my cock started to harden, luckily for me It was in a position that it wouldn’t be noticed until it was fully hard.
The bell that was hanging above the door rang as it opened, in walked Timmie with two of his friends. They looked over at us and stopped, he stared at us with anger for a while.

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True Story

The rise and fall of a boy called Rave part 10

Rave’s back baby.
I walked out of the hospital with a spring in my step, they had x-rayed my rib cage again, it was all better. I could have told them that, you ran your hand down my chest you could feel the two bumps of the fresh bone under the muscle. I was having a feeling that I hadn’t had in years. I didn’t hurt, not at all, I wasn’t coming of a ripped muscle, a sprained joint, a pulled ligament I didn’t have any old bruises or healing scrapes. I was 100% fine and I couldn’t remember the last time I felt this way. I knew it wouldn’t last long, I knew I was weak, my core strength had taken a real hit from the wound and the six weeks of doing nothing. Soon I would need to start working to get it back, people like me wouldn’t last that long being weak but still it would be nice not to hurt for a bit.
I got into my dad’s car, it really was a shed, and we drove home, he dropped me off at the edge of the estate, he had been able to take the morning off work to take me but didn’t want to risk the afternoon. I walked home across the estate it was a school day so the streets where mostly clear of gang members, most of the older ones had better things to do than sit around on corners at low times in the day. I saw a few addicts shuffling around but most of them left for town at this time in an attempt to scrape together enough money to get them high. It always got to me how a few hours or a handful of streets could make the world of difference.
I let myself in to the flat.
“So?” Faye asked me from across the room.
“I thought you went to school, I know you left for there this morning, did you get lost?”
“So?”
“I am fine, my ribs are all better” after six week of Faye imposing near celibacy on me I picked her up as if she weight nothing and slammed her into the wall, kissing her deeply. It took a lot of self restraint not to take her right there but I made myself let her go and dragged her to the bedroom. She gave a fake attempt at resisting me but I knew she wanted this as bad as me. The second the bedroom door closed she jumped on me, throwing her arms around my neck and pushing me back so my knees hit the bed pivoting me backwards onto my back.
I like to think that most of the time when Faye and I where alone in bed we would make love or at least have sex but this was just simple animalistic fucking. I grabbed a handful of her hair and flipped her onto her back. I sent buttons flying as I ripped open her shirt, she grabbed hold of both sides of my collar of my T-shirt and pulled ripping the fabric down to the bottom seem where it snagged. I grabbed hold of her bra and forced it over her still growing breasts. I leaned in and took her nipple into my mouth sucking hungrily making her gasp. I had to break off contact so I could look down to take off her pants, breaking a shirt is hot ripping her school pants would get me in real trouble.
My own pants dropped to my knees, I didn’t bother to take them off, I pulled her panties to the side and went at it. My cock was hard, she was starting to get wet but wasn’t really ready yet but I was too worked up to care and anyway she got wet quick enough. I rapped my hand around her throat, applying enough pressure that she would know it was there but not enough to hurt her. It was rough and nasty but it was still very, very good. Her hips moved in time with my quick hard trust, her breast bounced wildly.
It didn’t last long, I didn’t try to stop myself, this was about my need to get off. Even so he I shot my load deep inside her I felt her cunt contract around my cock as she reached her own orgasm. Our bodies rocked and twitched together in ecstasy. I rolled off her and let her up, I lay on the bed and she came to lie next to me.
A couple of seconds ago we were all passion and lust now we were calm and love. She snuggled up next to me lightly tracing her fingers alone the fresh pink scar on my stomach. I dozed with her for a bit still half dressed. We woke up and got naked I was tempted to have sex with her again but it was too nice just to lie there with her warm body in my arms. Soon I would have stuff to do to tell people I am back but for now I was just going to lie here with the girl I loved.
The next day I began to get into shape, working out and training hard, I ran with Taz I had slowed a bit but I had more skills so I still kept up as the roof tops flew under us, it still took me the best part of a month to get close to how I used to be, but before I could really get going I had to make a few statements.
The first was to bring Lacy’s corner back under my full control. I did this by finding the lad who had pushed me the night I was injured, he still worked on the corner he had thought that I had forgotten all about it, and breaking the fingers in his left hand while asking pointed question about who put him up to it. I only got to his second finger, he was begging and crying that he hadn’t meant it, it was just a joke he didn’t think I would get hurt bad. I had made enough of a statement most of the lads on the corner who had been present where now pale and scared, word would get around that I was in charge. The lads name was Patrick, but he went by PayDay, after that I couldn’t have asked for a better underling.
The second was to announce to the school population that I was back and you didn’t disrespect me anymore. I could have done it slowly but truth be told I like spending my dinners in the library so I wanted something quick so I could then forget about make an impression. I followed a lad who had been showing me up into the bathroom, he was a low level member of the Dammed Ones who had been making a reputation by poking at wounded soldiers of the other gangs. That reputation ended in that bathroom, I just stood there and let the others in there ran passed me. I kept complete control, this wasn’t a fight it was a beating, and I didn’t push it too far. I still left him a bloody mess in the middle of the floor.
The last was the easiest, I just waited for the next gang fight, picked out the biggest, badist guy in their line and went for him with all I had. I wish I had had a bit more time to get back into shape, I was still a shadow of my former self but as I let the rage take me and I ran over the muddy field I felt like a young god. I jumped at him, driving both knees into his chest and I never gave him time to recover. He was strong and got in some shots but the outcome was never going to go his way. In the end it took to lads to pull me off and I roared like an animal the whole time.
Ever part of my body hurt by the end of the month, but I was strong and I was back.
After that it was a good time for the young me, I still hated who I was but I was happy. My relationships where complicated but that is what always made them interesting. Faye provided the emotional side the relationship, the closeness and love, I really did love her but she wasn’t as smart as me. For the I had Amy who was as smart as me and gave me the mental stimulation that Faye didn’t, she also gave Faye a good friend to be girly with, something that Amy needed more than Faye and we gave her a place to experiment and to be herself without judgement.
And then the was Taz, he knew who I was, what I was capable of and what I went through because he was the same, the two year age gap didn’t matter, his sexuality didn’t matter we were closer than brothers. We where the few people that knew him, really knew him and even if the was no sexual component he was as much a part of the relationship as any of us. He freely admitted that he found me sexual attractive but somehow that just reduced the tension, if I had had to wonder about it maybe there would have been a problem but with it out there I was ok with it.
I did start to spend some of the cash I was now making to make our lives a little better, new cloths before the old ones where too worn out, a new TV and a VCR, a stereo and some new music, some nice food now and them, some new paint for the flat. Taz and I even got Faye and Amy a few bits of real jewellery, Faye responded by getting this blue bead necklace, I thought it looked truly terrible but I still have it and I feel naked without it around my neck. I am not saying that I liked where I was, every conversation I had about the future started with “When I get out of this place”.
And still the world carried on the same, my dad worked at his dead end job, I ran a corner and covered up Lacy for less money than I should have been making, I tried to read, I fought, I experimented with Faye and Amy and I went to parties throw by the gang. Eddy was now far too scared of me to do anything so he decided to act as if I did existed.
The next big event that happened in my life was after Easter when I went to a strip club. It was outside the estate so I wore a black hoodie, on the estate you wanted everyone to know who you where and what you did but outside you hid your face. Bob lead the way with Cain and myself flanking him and two of the Daves bringing up the rear. I didn’t know why I was there, Bob never went anywhere important without Cain, he was his man, and the Daves, in this case Disco because once when he was 12 was seen dancing at a party and Littler because he was the biggest of the Dave and the gangs love sarcasm, where muscle and where there to make a point. I was smarter than the Daves, better at doing what needed to be done and fast so I was sure this was going to be a working night.
The strip club was in the top storey of a row of terraced stops on the outskirts of the town centre. The bouncers where big men with faded blue tattoos they didn’t look at us as we walked passed up the stairs, gangs of young thugs showed up here all the time. The place was big and the lighting gave it a strange purple colour. The was a bar at this end and what looked like private booths running down one side of the room, the was a large stage with a walk way coming down from the middle ending in a small circular platform with a pole in the middle which all the tables in the place where pointing.
Around the pole a girl that didn’t look much older than me span lazily in nothing but a thong to the slow beat that seemed to be pumping out of the walls, to someone that could spot the signs it was clear she was high. The night was young but the was still a small group of man sat in ones and two cheering her on, other girls walked the floor in next to nothing trying to get the men to take them to a booth most didn’t look old enough to be there and the few that did looked so tired.
This place was owned by the man who own all vice in this town, all powder and pills sold he was taking a cut, he would never have touch it himself but some that worked for him would. He wouldn’t be here, his name wouldn’t be on any paper but the money from this place would be going to him. This was where the gangs came, not just us from the estate but those from the Waz and the Hall as well, to talk with his people. He was jokingly called the king, but that is really what he was, and he had the gangs do his bidding and we fell over ourselves to do it.
We had been summoned but it still took them a few minutes to come and get Bob there was no question of any of us following him to the back. One of them stayed to watch us, clearly not liking the idea of leaving us to make trouble. The Daves walked in a little to watch the show, Cain stood by the door waiting for any trouble. I ordered and downed a pint and stood with it behind me on the bar, they did ask for ID. I hadn’t got it for the alcohol, I had got it for the glass, I didn’t like the way the guy was looking at me and if you hit some with a pint glass they stay hit.
There was a cheer as the girl on the pole lost her thong and began touching herself in a way that would lose this place any licenses they had. He walked towards me and I slipped my hood off, if I was going to get in a fight with one of the kings men people where going to KNOW it was me, I flipped the glass on the bar behind me and grabbed it by its base. Another step and I would have swung and more than likely been dead by the morning.
“Aren’t you Mad Jimmy’s kid” He said, I blinked, it had been a long time since I had heard someone call my dad that.
“Aye”
“Me and him used to hang way back, now that was a crazy fucker”
I let him lead me to a table and we talked about my old man, stepping away from the bar I left the glass the wrong way up and made brief eye contact with Cain, he knew what I had been about to do. The girl on stage was in the process of faking her orgasm, given the time frame and any knowledge of sex it was so clear to an onlooker but the men in the room ate it up. Once she was done she got right back up and headed to the back.
The music tempo changed and the next girl came out, she attacked the pole like a lover she hadn’t seen in months, humping it with a real need. She got her breast out quickly, they were too big for her body and stood out from her chest clearly fake but watching the slight bounce in them as she trusted her pelvis forward into the pole was strangely hypnotic. I really wasn’t listening to the man talk about the good old days with my father. He was now a low level thug for the king, his life would be considered a success by the standards of the gangs. Looking at him, the small shack in his hand, the deadness behind his eyes I renewed my vows to find a way out while know it was unlikely I ever would.
The girl who had been on when we came in was now out doing the rounds, she stopped at our table, she was a favourite of the man I sat with and she tried desperately to get him to go private with her. She shot hateful glances at me once it became clear he like talking to me more than fucking her. Her face may have been young but her eyes where old and tired and so, so sad. I asked her how much she cost, she gave a price that was less the two vials on my corner, and with most of it going to the club I wonder how she made enough to get high never mind feed her. It took me a while to work out that the club properly gave it to her for free, junkies are more loyal whores.
I was tempted to pay her just to see if she was even wet from her “orgasm” earlier but at that moment Bob came back from the back. The Daves scrambled to look like they had been waiting for him. I moved more slowly promising the man to remember him to my dad and slipping my hood back into place. Bob and Cain where talking quickly when I got outside. Cain walked over to me with an envelope, he opened it and pulled out a pitcher, I tried to keep my eyes off the money still in there.
“He is on the estate” Cain said tapping the pitcher “find him, quickly, we don’t know who else they have set on this”
I gave a nod and took the pitcher. I ran towards the estate, I had things to do.
Most people would have pulled the estate a part looking for him I took a simpler method. I showed the pitcher around to the junkies, never promise money they will pass the word around and soon the person you are looking for will know after paying more, I offered a free vial tomorrow if they gave me the right location and they will never pass on free drugs. It took me an hour to get the right bloke, I took me another 15 minutes to get the floor and number and all it would cost me was 2 vials.
Off the estate a pay phone was something to vandalise, on it they where the life blood of any attempt at organisation. I rung the number of the one nearest the YMCA from memory, it was answered by some young kid whose sole job was to wait by the phone for calls. I just gave my name and Cain’s and he was off. I told Cain where to meet me. I settled down in a door way to wait, I wasn’t in Dead Heads territory so looking like a gang member wasn’t a good idea.
Cain came by himself this wasn’t something that you trusted the Daves with. I walked him to the flat expecting him at any moment to send me away, this was his function within the gang, this was what HE did. When he didn’t I started to feel the tension in my gut, excited, nervous, scared and kind of happy that he was letting me into this part of the gang. I took the door off its hinges with one kick and ran inside.
The man tried to run, if it had just been me he might have got away but in trying to get around Cain I put my elbow into his stomach making him clasp into a heap. He tried to stand back up so I kicked him twice hard. Cain turned him over and held up the photo.
“We check, you always check” he said to me. He leaned in and ran a thin blade across his throat, blood poured from the cut, I had to step back not to get it on my shoes “and we watch, you always watch”. I looked into his eyes as the life fled his body, the light in them dimed as he took his last gasping blood filled breath, you could see the moment when he died. It was the first time I had seen someone die. Cain cleaned up in the bathroom, I did the same, I had gotten blood on my finger but I don’t remember when.
“What did he do?” I asked as we walked
“We don’t ask, you never ask” it was that simple, I felt a little sick, not because of what I have seen tonight but because at some point in the future I would be expected to be the one with the knife. I the worrying thing was that I was ok with it. I left Cain by the YMCA and to Lacy’s corner to check the count and close up. I walked back to our flat and got on with my life.
I told dad about his friend, giving no details about how I met him, and my dad knew better than to ask. I told Faye about the strip club later, which got her all worked up, she seemed to like the idea of taking her clothes off to a room of cheering men, I didn’t ruin her fantasy by tell her how depressing the place was. It was fun to watch her twirl and dance as she tried to take her clothes of in a sexy manner, she had no idea how but it still turned me on, I promised her that she could practise as often as she liked so long as I got to watch.
She was all heated up, it took her a bit of effort to get me in the mood, I was a bit spent. But I was a teenage boy with a naked hot girl. I let her stay on top, doing all the work and picking her own pace. She grabbed my cock and pointed it straight up and sunk down onto it. She was so worked up that I slide in all the way the first try. She sat there with my cock all the way in her and began to rub her clit giving herself pleasure but giving me very little, I resisted the frustration and let her stay in control. She didn’t begin move until she was very close to her peak and then she went from 0 to 60 instantly. Bouncing like a mad woman, hard and fast, she shut her eyes and let out a silent scream.
I didn’t realize how close I was until her orgasm hit, as she contracted around my cock I realised how much I had been enjoying to show and the feel of being deep in her. She kept riding me at full speed throughout her climax and as it began to ebb I reached my own peak, the twitching of my cock seemed to send her back into full orgasm as her body tensed up again. When we were done she clasped on top of me her hair covering my chest and I could feel her soft breathing against my skin. I let myself drift off to sleep.

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Disciplin from Jen Chap #3

Chapter #3
I almost didn’t want to do it. Despite knowing, hoping for, what I was about to see, I had such vivid imagery banging about in my mind that I was worried if I stopped to open my eyes it would all disappear. The moment flashed by and my senses returned. I had the real thing waiting in front of me, don’t blow it now. Obey.
The past few moments had seemed like hours, and my eyes agreed. I squinted as I tried to comply with my instructions, searching the room for where they had come from. There, beside the bed, between the glow of candles and her lamp, Jennifer stood, staring intently back at me, her body canted a bit, creating a sweeping curve from her hip to her shoulder, her auburn hair flowing wildly about the other. I immediately noticed she was dressed, in something, but her breasts were exposed and my eyes widened at the discovery. Upon seeing my excitement Jennifer jumped on the opportunity to take charge again.
“Oh, don’t get your hopes up, buddy. You won’t be feeling these just yet.”
As she spoke she lifted her heaving tits up in her hands and her gaze dipped just enough to leer at me across the bridge of her nose. With her breasts bouncing in her grasp I could now see what had created the metallic sound emanating from the closet earlier. Three gold chains stretched across the red fabric of the open cup corset she was wearing, just below where her breasts had been. She released them and her flesh slapped the metal, re-creating the sound. She raised them again, and let them fall, clinking against the golden chains. Finally she pressed them into each other and pinched her own nipples, something she knew I loved to watch her perform. I would often beg her to do it as I fucked her, especially while cumming.
I have long appreciated Jennifer’s tits, even before we ever dated, but especially since first getting to play with them shortly after finishing high school. My “graduation gift” she called it. They are large, very large, 34G’s in fact. I didn’t even know that a G cup was a real bra size until I spent the day shopping for them with her a few years ago. I remember sitting in the “man chair”, a black leather recliner, outside the ladies dressing rooms at the department store while Jennifer and the distractingly attractive woman working in the lingerie section walked back and forth with handfuls of bras, trying to find one that could handle her booming cleavage without distorting her figure. After several unsuccessful trips to the rack the woman inquired if she had ever been custom fitted before, to which Jen replied she hadn’t. I had gotten to watch in frozen wonder as another woman handled my wife’s bare breasts, academically of course, as a doctor performing an examination, but it still excited me. 34G was the result. To this day I think they both knew when I got up to go to the restroom that it wasn’t to take a piss. I often fantasize about the conversation the two of them may have had after I left to relieve myself. It usually results in my jerking off to the image of the fitting session ending in a lesbian encounter in the dressing room between my wife and the helpful lingerie saleslady. Another fantasy, for another time.
With each clank of the chains against her tits Jen’s sly grin widened. She could tell it was having the desired effect on me and my cock now throbbed randomly in the open as I stood motionless, hoping at any moment she would approach me and begin my discipline. Instead, she turned around and gave me a view of the back of the garment, which was laced up the middle with black ribbon. At the bottom it peaked downward, as if a beacon pointing the way to her ample bubble ass. If glancing quickly from behind one would have believed she was wearing no panties, but I knew there was a thong under there. If I was to get inside her during this encounter she was going to make me work for it. I followed her legs to where her thigh high stockings began and traced them with my eyes all the way to the floor where she stood in a pair of red spike heeled shoes. I shuttered when I saw them, knowing full well they would be probably be embedded in my flesh at some point in the evening.
She stood there another few moments, long enough for me to get a good look, then turned and faced me once again. I never even realized that she had picked something up off the night stand, but she now clutched something in her hand. I couldn’t make it out, but it was completely covered in one hand and couldn’t have been the purple dildo, the item I so longed for her to employ. She put whatever she was holding behind her back in one hand and finally took a few steps toward me. She stopped at the corner of the bed and seemed as if she would say something, but didn’t. The uncertainty was killing me, and she knew it.
She was much closer now, close enough to touch, in fact. I thought about reaching out to her, just to get a reaction of some kind, but my hands stayed frozen at my sides. She took a few more steps and was now behind me, with an unknown object in her hand and my naked body at her whim. I began to tense, thinking that surely something was about to happen, but she simply rounded me and stopped again at the opposite corner of the bed. As she moved she kept her body turned so as not to divulge the secret behind her back.
Again she passed behind me to the other side of the bed. And again. And again. Each moment she was behind me, out of sight for only a second, I grew more tense. My ass clenched tightly and my erection bounced each time I lost sight of her. I almost couldn’t take any more and wanted desperately to speak it, but finally she stopped, right in the blind spot and didn’t come out the other side.
“Bend over.”
The command was crisp but not loud, and she only had to give it once. I halfway attempted to comply by bending only slightly at the waist and placing both hands on my knees. As I had hoped, it wasn’t good enough.
“Over the bed!”
With the order came a cold palm on my ass, the crack of which I thought would certainly be heard down the hallway by anyone who may have wandered upstairs. With the contact I determined what she had been hiding in her hand. She must have slipped the ring on, and turned it inward, while I was distracted by her pacing. It had been an anniversary gift, a half carat diamond arraignment in an arc, the center of which rose sharply above the rest, making a perfect tip in the middle. As it bit into my skin I let out a dull grunt and fell immediately onto the bed, my rear now completely vulnerable and waiting.
“You’d better get your act together if you ever want to cum tonight!” she warned.
Another smack came, this time on the other cheek, and then another, and another. Each time she struck me the sting grew more intense, until they all seemed to blend together in a painful hot massage. After several more spankings on both sides of my ass, and another verbal warning demanding my obedience, she stopped the assault. My bottom burned blissfully and I surmised it now matched my mistress’s outfit in color and intensity.
“Hands out.”
I had fallen onto the bed with my hands tucked in, close to my chest, and gripped the sheets as I was being hit. I slid them out to the sides, toward the corners of the bed and spread my fingers apart. If she started beating me again I didn’t want her to see me grabbing at the linens. I wanted her to think it wasn’t working, so she would continue.
When I had assumed the requested position she shoved her knee into my groin from behind, pushing hard until my cock and balls pressed into the mattress and my torso moved further up the bed.
“Don’t fucking move.”
Jennifer rarely used profanity, even in anger, and never in casual speaking, but during sex it had become somewhat common. She knew I liked it when she begged, “Fuck me harder!” or “Stick that big cock in my ass!” It excited me that she had cursed, another sign she was in the moment and enjoying what she was doing to me. Of course, I had absolutely no intentions of going anywhere. Why would I?

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