Love can hit you when you least expect it. It could be a soft easy wind that caresses you and gets stronger over time till it absorbs into your body and heart. Other times it can hit you like a gale-force wind and take every breath you will ever have, and breathe life into the person who took it in the first place. Laken stole my breath.
Laken First day of senior year. The first day of my continuous hell till I’m out of this God-forsaken town. If I could have left before now then I would have, but my grades are my ticket out of here. I don’t want to be stuck working at the local diner for the rest of my life, popping out screaming babies while my husband gets head every Friday night from a bar slut who can’t keep her panties dry, out behind the only bar in town. And trust me, this town has plenty of bar sluts.
BLAKELaken. I’ve never heard that name before, but it fits her. She makes me think of a cool wind blowing across the lake behind my grandma’s house on the hottest day of summer. A wind that makes you turn your face up to the sky and beg for more. She has an intensity about her that draws me in. She also has spunk and I like that in a woman. A soft woman can’t handle my brand of sex. I saw how she was checking me out, and I could tell that I was affecting her just as much as she was affecting me. She’s beautiful with her shiny, straight, dark brown hair that goes down to her shoulder blades, an
LAKEN Sweet Jesus, forgive me, for I have sinned. Badly. I have been having very sinful thoughts since I saw him in the office this morning, and in just a few words he’s flooding my panties like a torrential downpour. He sniffed me! If any other guy would have done that then I would have put him in his place, but no, my traitorous cunt had to bri
BLAKEShe was the last thing I thought of before falling asleep, and she is the first thing I’m thinking of as I open my eyes with the sun shining through the cracks in the blinds. This girl is messing me up because I have never been so eager to go to school in my life. My life hasn’t been easy and I’ve never had anything to look forward to- other than getting out of juvie- but I feel like if I can just lay eyes on her today, I would breathe easier. God, I sound like a love-drunk fool. I d
LAKENThere is no way I’m letting Blake see my scars. Or my fresh marks from last night. I almost did though. Commanding Blake is hard to say no to. I’m an independent woman. I had to learn to become independent after my family decided to go tits up. But when Blake started getting demanding, I started getting tingles going down my spine, and my nipples got hard. I had to snap out of it or he would have found out my secret, and that’s not a secret I will let anyone find out.
BLAKE This has been the slowest week ever, having to wait on my date with Laken. Yeah, it’s totally a date. She just thinks it’s as friends. I do want to be her friend before anything else though, so technically I didn’t lie. I was being honest when I told her I wasn’t trying to fuck her. Don’t get me wrong, I would love to have my hands on her body and my tongue on her skin all while I’m pulling on that silky hair of hers. I’m dying to touch her.
BLAKE I start heading downtown to a burger joint that has the best double cheeseburgers in town. Laken is quiet and seems to be watching everything go by outside her window without actually seeing any of it. I give her the space and quiet she needs to get her thoughts and feelings together. I need the same thing right now. I can’t get our kiss out of my head. I’ve kissed plenty of girls before, and not one of those kisses ever made me feel what this girl made me feel with just the touch of her lips. It blows my mind.
BLAKEHo-ly shit. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life! Watching Laken spread my cum all over her clit and making herself get off again makes me want to take back my words of not fucking her tonight. It makes me want to flip her over, pull that luscious ass of hers into the air, smack it a couple of times, push her face into the mattress, and then fuck her so hard that the headboard makes a hole in the wall. I just came all over her pussy and I’m still hard as a rock. My dick might as well be a national landmark, it’s so tall and thick and is showing no signs of going down anytime soon.Fuck me, the taste of her was like ambrosia from the gods. She doesn’t know this, but that was the first time I’ve ever gone down on a girl and the experience was a 10 out of 10, I recommend. Sign me up for daily pussy lashings. I can’t wait to taste her again.I think this is the most relaxed I’ve ever seen her. She looks sated, peaceful, and absolutely gorgeous. I’m saving those tit
LAKEN“Enough of the depressing stuff tonight. Let’s make out,” I say to lighten the mood, and then proceed to cop a feel of his dick.Blake grunts and jerks his body like the feeling of my hand on his dick scared him. Like he wasn’t expecting it. To be fair, I wasn’t either. I think my body acted before my brain even had time to think up the process because I’m getting awkward with all this depressing talk of death and evil fathers. “Damn, woman! You just went from zero to ninety in .2 seconds flat!” he says in a strangled voice. Probably because I keep squeezing his dick in my hand. I have to say, the size is admirable. Long and thick, and the longer I keep giving it a squeeze the harder he gets. Nice. Mission accomplished.Blake groans then pulls my mouth to his and starts kissing me like his life depends on it. With my fingers wrapped around his cock I start stroking him slowly up and down, which makes Blake’s groans turn into growls. I’m getting wetter by the minute and I’m sec
LAKENMy door quietly opens and I try to calm my breathing. My body is nearly trembling from just the thought of it being my dad. He’s never come into my bedroom at night, but I do feel safer with Blake in the room with me if it is him. I hear my Mom’s soft voice as she says my name. My body is laden with relief, it’s hard to sit up, but I manage to and squint my eyes at her as if I’ve been asleep for a while. “Mom? What’s wrong?”“I thought I heard a noise, and then when I came out into the hall to see what it was, I heard a loud noise like something or someone falling on the floor. Was that you?” she asks.“I don’t know, Mom. I’ve been asleep, but maybe my arm hit the wall or something? Or maybe just this old house making noises? I’m not sure. I didn’t hear anything because, you know, I was asleep.”She stares at me for a moment, because I know for a fact that sounded so genuine, and internally roll my eyes at myself. I think she’s going to call me out on my lying when she finally
LAKEN I rush to get ready for bed. I shower, shave in all areas, exfoliate, lotion, blow dry my hair, brush my teeth, and the whole works. You know, just in case. Better to be prepared than not. Do I want to have sex with Blake tonight? Am I ready for that? Maybe? I guess it depends on how I’m feeling at the moment, and there’s always a moment when it comes to that delicious man. I’m excited but also nervous. Very nervous. I just need to be sure there’s not much light so that he doesn’t see my scars. I don’t want to answer any questions about that tonight. I don’t want to get into anything heavy unless it’s heavy petting or heavy fucking. I shiver just thinking about the possibilities. I don’t know how many times I’ve changed. I literally wear almost the same thing every night. Tank top and sleep shorts. Nothing special, but this is the first time a guy has stayed over. I decide to go with the first thing I put on after changing probably seven times. A hot pink tank top and bla
The smile falls off my mother’s face when we hear a car door shut outside. I jerk my head towards the clock on the microwave and see that it’s time for Dad to be home, and I haven’t even started on dinner yet. “Shit!” I yell as I hop up and run to the cabinets to start pulling out pans in a hurry as I panic. “It’s okay, it’s okay, I will handle it, bunny. Don’t worry,” Mom says in somewhat a panic, but not panicking as much as I am. She rushes over to me as soon as Dad walks into the house. She grabs the pan out of my hand and puts it on the stove as she tells me to grab some ingredients out of the refrigerator. I jerk the fridge open, and I’m trying to think of what’s in front of me, what I had already planned on cooking tonight, but
After our tears slow down and we gather ourselves, Mom looks at me with determination and vows, “I’m going to get help, Laken. I’m trying to figure out how to do this because I don’t want to go to rehab and leave you alone with him. I can’t watch you from there; I can’t be here if something happens. I would never forgive myself. So, I’m going to talk to the rehab place just out of town and see if there is some way I can do an outpatient program. That way, I won’t leave you alone with him.”This sounds nice, but one main thing is on my mind.“
The drive to my house is quiet, but Blake never lets go of my hand. I wish he could hold my hand for the rest of the night. Be there with me to face the monster. I would feel braver.I act bravely in front of everyone, but I’m not, and I’m tired. So fucking tired.I’m tired of having to put my brave face on and put up walls. I don’t want to have to be brave anymore. I want to be normal, be happy, and live without acting like I’m strong in front of people.What is normal? I don’t remember anymore. It’s been so long, and I was too young to have the freedom to learn who I was and establish my place in this world.I look over to Blake, realizing that he couldn’t be a typical teenager either. He was in juvie, locked up with no one but his Grams to visit him. I’m glad he had Grams then and now.He catches me looking at him and brings my hand to his lips to softly run his
“Of course, I will be your Grams, Laken! I always wanted more grandkids, especially a girl,” she says with a smile.Oh my god. This is the most fabulous Grams in the history of Grams! I adore her!Maybe I should be horrified like Dirk and Blake, but I can’t be. That was the funniest shit I’ve ever heard. And I actually would love to sit down with her and hear some of her stories.It sounds like she knew who she was and what she wanted and took it with no fucks given. I wish I could be like that.I’m not saying I want to go out and have threesomes because the only man I want right now is Blake. But to feel the freedom of who you are and fly your freak flag and not care is inspiring.Mrs. Delilah Parker is definitely one of a kind and something special. Blake is fortunate.He has blown me away today with his words and actions. I’ve never felt this way with anyone before. No one
BLAKEI walk up the steps of the porch with Laken’s hand in mine. My Gram’s eyes drop to our linked hands, and her smile gets impossibly wider.I lean over and kiss Grams on the cheek, even though she doesn’t take her eyes off of Laken.“Grams, this is Laken. Laken, this young woman is my Grams,” I say.Grams chuckles and smacks my arm. “Oh, hush. You know I’m no young woman. Although I will flatter myself and say I’m not old either,” she says while giving Laken a wink.Laken laughs and holds out her hand. “It’s nice to meet you….”