His tongue moved from tasting my lips to getting a taste of my pussy so fast my head spun. He went down on his knees in front of me again and pushed my thighs apart. With gentle hands he tilted my hips up as he sucked on it. I moaned, but then I lifted up my hands as if I was about to get up.“No!” James blurted out from his chair, where he sat quietly stroking his dick. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d taken it out until now. We both ignored him. Trent did give him a little information, though. Information that made me grin. “I’m so fucking lost in her fucking pussy. I can’t get enough of it, James. She tastes so fucking good.” He held on to my legs. He firmly rubbed them at the side of each leg. Then my knees spread apart as he moved deeper into the landscape that was my pussy. I didn’t even mind thinking the word, as he went in for the kill.He found my clit and started to bite it gently. “I fucking want to cum,” James growled as Trent looked up. Sure enough, he is thrusting his
James was the quiet one and people, stupidly, thought that meant he was the innocent one. From what I’d just witnessed, I knew that wasn’t the case. James might be quiet, but there was hot and dirty fire that burned deep inside of him. I watched Trent slump down to the floor against the couch as James left the chair and came over to him.“Shit, that whole scene was intense,” he said as he handed me a shirt to cover myself with, but by this point, they’d seen all of me, and I was too hot to clothe myself. I put it behind me and watched the twin brothers at my feet. “I hope you like to play, Vicki.” James said as he brushed a finger up my smooth leg. My eyes narrowed. What did he mean, play? “I mean I like sex a little spicier than the average guy. A little… rough.” Trent stood up, slid into his jeans and zipped them up as James began to teach me how to suck him off. I didn’t want him to go, the more I’d thought about both of them being here, touching me, fucking me, the more I
I took a deep breath as I thought about the warm, brightly lit memories of summer and how they’d become the multi-colored golden shades of fall. It was almost time to get back to reality. Yep, I was back in Utah and more importantly soon, I’d be back in high school. The mere thought of it made it seem even closer. But it was inevitable, I was going back to school as a senior and I was so close to the finish line I could see it. Thank God!I would be free and no longer would I have to sneak out. I could come in and out of my room as I pleased when I graduated. I would be a college girl, something that I’d dreamed of being forever. I just had to start, and finish, this final year of high school, then real life would begin. Maybe I’d even get a chance with Abe, the boy next door that made my heart jump out of fucking control. It was as if I lost all sense when I was with him. But, I had to get through those first days, before I could think about anything else. I blew air out of pursed
“What’s taking you so long…you should have shot down that tree and we should have been on our way already,” Teresa whispered loudly to me as I ran toward her. I knew what her beef was, we were going to the party of a lifetime, the first time that we’d ever been invited to Rex Brentwood’s house. He’d seen me with Abe a couple of times and maybe assumed that we were dating or something, cause the last day of junior year, he invited us. Me. I couldn’t believe it. Rex was the popular guy and the rich one. His house had a pool, staff and shit like that. The kind of guy that didn’t hesitate to flash his money. His parents were old money. The type that nearly owned everything in town from the local bars, businesses and everything. His great granddaddy bought the land, his granddaddy (his words, not mine) built on it and his daddy profited from it. That’s the story in high school. His family’s name is on practically every business here. Kind of crazy. Our town’s small compared to most towns,
I stood like a lost lamb in the hospital, wishing that none of it was happening. Wishing that all of it would go away like I’d done so many times before. This wasn’t the first time, that I’d been in the hospital in the last year. The first was when Gran was on her death bed and the second was when Mom had an accident, pretty much like this one. She claimed to have fallen down the stairs and even went so far as to tell the nurses that. They insisted on calling the police, but Mom tried to talk them out of it. They did it anyway and for some reason both her and Stuart managed to talk their way out of it. The same stairs that she’d been walking up and down for the last ten years since we moved in. Stairs she hadn’t fallen down a single time before she married Stuart. Aunt Rose, Mom’s twin sister held my hand. “I told her not to marry that man. Who knows how many times he hit her? I mean, this must have been going on for a while. He couldn’t have just suddenly decided to kill her, this
“Rested,” I lied and nodded, as I sat facing the breakfast buffet. Usually I would grab everything in front of me, but it was all too much to take in.I lost my mom and my home (I couldn’t go back in there. Not live there without Mom) on the same night and after spending a night away from the place that it happened, I didn’t feel any better. Why should I? It wouldn't bring her back.“I didn’t sleep at all. All this was going on with my twin sister and I was out there….”I choked, “All this was going on and I lived in the same house.”I stood up in the noisy restaurant and swallowed the ball of grief in my throat down. I saw the food spread out in front of me and began to reach for things, as if my mom hadn’t just died and guilt didn’t consume me. I did what I’d done so recently and tried to drown the weight of guilt out with the weight of food. When I first came into the room I didn’t feel like eating, now I couldn’t think of anything more welcoming than the crispy bacon in front of m
Mom had been dead for two days.Two long miserable days and my world had spun around completely on its axis. I felt as if the last 48 hours were longer and the man at the desk in front of me didn’t make it any better. It felt like the world was whirling by me with incredible speed, while I was just sitting here, watching it all go by. We’d been called to a lawyer’s office, and I didn’t know what to expect. I knew either way that it should make the situation better, or in the case of the butterflies fluttering through my stomach, even worse. “Vicki, once again I’m sorry about your loss. I did speak to your Aunt Rose yesterday and if there’s anything that you need then let me know.”I nodded my head as Ned spoke. He was Mom’s lawyer and friend when Grandpa died. He was the type of guy that all women relied on. Those were Mom’s words, not mine. The friend zone guy. The type that none of them were attracted to but should probably marry in a heartbeat. I’d wanted Mom to be with someone l
“You wanna watch something?” Teresa asked after I ended up at her door like a lost dog. That’s exactly what I felt like as I ignored Aunt Rose’s phone calls, which I thought would stop the moment I sent her a text saying that I was okay and just wanted some time alone. That seemed to give her the idea that she needed to call me so much that I got pissed and turned my phone off.I’d gone from a Mom who ignored me when she hooked up with her boyfriend that soon turned into her husband which then turned into her being my best friend when we went away as her mom died, to her dying when we came back. “Wanna go out?” Teresa prompted, totally uncertain of what to do for me, but feeling obligated that she had to do something to help me. She was my friend, of course she would want to make me feel better. That just made me feel even worse because all I wanted to do was sit here and stew in anger.“No,” I finally answered her. That was one thing that I knew that I didn’t want to do. I definite
James was the quiet one and people, stupidly, thought that meant he was the innocent one. From what I’d just witnessed, I knew that wasn’t the case. James might be quiet, but there was hot and dirty fire that burned deep inside of him. I watched Trent slump down to the floor against the couch as James left the chair and came over to him.“Shit, that whole scene was intense,” he said as he handed me a shirt to cover myself with, but by this point, they’d seen all of me, and I was too hot to clothe myself. I put it behind me and watched the twin brothers at my feet. “I hope you like to play, Vicki.” James said as he brushed a finger up my smooth leg. My eyes narrowed. What did he mean, play? “I mean I like sex a little spicier than the average guy. A little… rough.” Trent stood up, slid into his jeans and zipped them up as James began to teach me how to suck him off. I didn’t want him to go, the more I’d thought about both of them being here, touching me, fucking me, the more I
His tongue moved from tasting my lips to getting a taste of my pussy so fast my head spun. He went down on his knees in front of me again and pushed my thighs apart. With gentle hands he tilted my hips up as he sucked on it. I moaned, but then I lifted up my hands as if I was about to get up.“No!” James blurted out from his chair, where he sat quietly stroking his dick. I hadn’t even noticed that he’d taken it out until now. We both ignored him. Trent did give him a little information, though. Information that made me grin. “I’m so fucking lost in her fucking pussy. I can’t get enough of it, James. She tastes so fucking good.” He held on to my legs. He firmly rubbed them at the side of each leg. Then my knees spread apart as he moved deeper into the landscape that was my pussy. I didn’t even mind thinking the word, as he went in for the kill.He found my clit and started to bite it gently. “I fucking want to cum,” James growled as Trent looked up. Sure enough, he is thrusting his
I walked to the gym with butterflies in my tummy and sweaty palms. The entire day had gone by in a blur and now I was going to meet my fate. Something told me that this night would change my entire life. I checked my phone and saw it was ten minutes to midnight. I ducked in and went straight to the girls’ bathroom. It was empty, thankfully, and I checked my makeup in the mirror. I wasn’t used to putting it on but thankfully the Internet was nearly entirely consumed by young people and adults insisting they were the only ones that could teach us all how to do our makeup. I’d followed one of the less layered on looks and highlighted what I could with color to make myself look…prettier.I’d curled my long dark hair and it now cascaded down my back over a light blue dress that I’d found in a second-hand shop with Mom last summer and I was happy that the material was stretchy so that I could still fit into it. I’d packed it in my bag, not knowing if I’d need it. It was more like a satiny
By lunchtime I was a complete wreck. I stared at the other students around me and couldn’t help but wonder; was it you? Were you the one that slipped this new invitation into my locker? Were you the one that put the rats in my bag? Then my mind would sway back to Ruby, and how very much she wanted to be the one chosen. I suspected she’d been bullied at her old school and that’s why she wanted this so bad. I felt sorry for her for a little while, then I thought about what she’d done, if she was the one that did those things. She was just as bad as any bully in her desperation.I’d wanted to make friends here, but so far, I didn’t have anyone that I could trust. Except for Mr. Hawk and he was the principal so it wasn’t like I could go to him and whine about not having friends. Besides, I reminded myself, I had plenty of friends back home. I sent Ava a text as I went into the cafeteria.I hadn’t spoken to her since Teresa told me Ava was dating Abe now. I wanted her to know I didn’t min
I woke up before my alarm went off on Thursday morning. It was another cloudy day outside, I noted as I crawled out of the bed and made my way to the bathroom. I took care of my bladder and then hopped in the shower. I had time, so I let the hot water wash over me. By the time I was dressed, and my hair was dried, I still had time to spare. I saw the envelope, the invitation to go to the gym tomorrow at midnight, and decided to stash it in my bag, where it would be safe. My fingers reached into the bag, and once again, I felt something furry. “What the fuck?” I cried out and threw the bag against my door. “Problem, Miss Harris?” I heard Mr. Hawk call from the other side of my door. What was he doing there? “There’s another rat in my bag, Mr. Hawk,” I called through the door, then realized how stupid that was. I pulled open the door and stared at him. “I thought you were going to do something about this? I don’t even understand how it’s not even bleeding.”Not that it made a differ
“You have to be in it to win it.” That’s what Goldie said as she held up her hand, a white envelope flashed in the light, her name engraved in gold letters on the front a prism of golden sparks.It matched the one I’d received, only mine had my name on it, of course. “This isn’t a game, Goldie,” I admonished her as I looked down at Ruby, sad for her that she hadn’t received an invitation as she’d wanted so desperately. She’d been sitting on the floor for an hour now and she moved over a little to let Goldie walk in after her grand entrance.“I haven’t got one yet,” Ruby said from the floor, her gaze accusatory. “What? You think we had something to do with that?” Goldie smirked at Ruby and flipped her golden hair behind her golden shoulders. I knew they were golden because she had on a light blue sweater with a wide collar that meant the shoulders slipped down constantly to reveal bare flesh. We’d agreed to meet in my room later that evening on the pretext of studying. The envelope
Wednesday morning dawned cold and rainy, much like the day I arrived. I thought back to that day as I dressed and braided my hair. I’d been so full of hope that day. I’d been afraid I wouldn’t fit in, and boy how right had I been about that! Too fucking right, I thought, as I picked up the bag that held my books and slung it over my shoulder. I didn’t fit in and my only friends were a girl that only talked to me because her daddy’s money couldn’t buy her popularity like it had at her old school, and a girl that turned into a robot at the merest hint of the word Friday. Not the most likely of people that I’d choose to hang around in my old life.I paused on my way out of the door as I thought of Ava and Teresa, back in Utah without me. They’d be meeting at the lockers, talking about what they’d missed in the fifteen minutes it took them to get to school, happy together. Without me.That thought stung me deeply, even though I knew it wasn’t their fault. My two best friends would move o
“So?” Ruby asked, “What’s the deal with you staying with Mr. Hawk?”We were in the cafeteria after hours. It was quiet, and it made a change from finishing classes and heading to my room and catching up on work. I didn’t think that I was behind in final year, but I had loads of work to do all the time. Some part of me felt as if I needed a couple of more years at the school just to be up to date. “He said that with the way things went with my roommate that it made sense.”Goldie nodded. “Special treatment, huh?”Then she winked at me. I didn’t know what she meant, but I met her smile. Special treatment wasn’t the word that I would use, but I suppose in a way it was.“Yeah. I’m at the house. But for how long, I don’t know.”“That sucks.” Ruby sighed as she slouched down on a bench and dropped her bag which made a big thumping sound that startled me.“Well. Yeah in a way. I don’t know if that’s why they’re treating me this way. Because they think that I’m in with the principal.”Ruby l
At last, a friend. Someone who spoke to me and it wasn’t Mr. Hawk and it wasn’t someone trying to bully me. I found out that I wasn’t the only new girl who started last week. There were two more of us. “You see. We’ve all been invited to this game,” she whispered as the rest of them left and we were alone at my lockers. The rest meaning both the Hawk twins and the girl that was enjoying making my life a living hell. It was as if the two new girls wanted to make sure that the coast was clear before they came to me. “What game?” I asked, totally lost after the way they ran up to me like a swarm of bees, telling me about being brave and telling me about Friday. “We can talk about that later.” She brushed my question aside. “So, I’m Goldie. This is Ruby and you’re Vicki, right? But it ends with an I and not a y.”A strange observation, but I nodded in response to her question. “We’ve been dying to talk to you. But we were worried about making our lives even worse than they already are