Cheater, Cheater Part 1

Cheater, Cheater Part 1

Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

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Status: Finished

Genre: Gay and Lesbian

Summary

this is an erotica story I wrote a long time ago. Ha, I don't write this stuff anymore but it one of my stories that I do like. It's rated X for a reason! If you don't agree with this type of story, DONT READ IT! If you are accepting of other people's writing and views and think you will enjoy it( ;p) then go ahead. :D Maybe more to come, Maybe not

Summary

this is an erotica story I wrote a long time ago. Ha, I don't write this stuff anymore but it one of my stories that I do like. It's rated X for a reason! If you don't agree with this type of story, DONT READ IT! If you are accepting of other people's writing and views and think you will enjoy it( ;p) then go ahead. :D
Maybe more to come, Maybe not

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Submitted: April 17, 2012

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Submitted: April 17, 2012

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It's ten O' clock at night. I finally hear my mom close her door and turn on the TV. She'll be asleep in minutes. I open my door and head down the stairs. Grab my jacket and head out the door. I lock it back when I get out and then turn around and there he is. Standing there like a muscled he-god is my sexy as hell - or should I say heaven?- boyfriend. My high heeled boots put me almost the same height as him and I reach up and kiss him. He pulls me into him and there starts a full on make out session in my front yard. Just when I feel like pushing him down and taking him on the front lawn, he pulls away and grins at me. He knows he's got me hot. He gets a kick out of that but I always get him back for it.

We hop in his truck and head out toward Macy's house. She's one of my ex girlfriends and the biggest party girl in town. It's Friday night so naturally half of Bernet High is at her house. At every stop light, Marcus leans over to make sure my lips were still where they were supposed to be. I made sure throughout the whole ride that my hands were somewhere they shouldn't.

We pull up to Macy's and see her sitting on the lawn with some guy sipping out of a margarita glass. I walk up and kiss her cheek and she hands me the glass. As soon as she turns 21 she plans on becoming a bar tender. She should, she makes the best mixed drinks of anyone I know.

"how are you sexy?" she asks

"ready to see what you've got inside."

"you know exactly what I've got inside." she winks at me

"girl, you better not go there or I'm going to end up with a very jealous boyfriend at the end of the night."

"oh yeah, how is that sexy man?"

"I'm good, Macy, how are you?" he responds as he comes up beside me. He's got such a polite manner. Except in bed.

"working on getting tipsy. You two go inside and have fun. See who else is in there."

I give her another kiss on the cheek before taking Marcus' s hand and head inside. He takes a sip of my drink as we walk in and get blasted by eminem blaring from Macy's huge sound system. We get some hugs and heys as we explore the crowd. One girl who's already obnoxiously drunk tries to grab Marcus's ass and I have to give her a look that threatens a fight.

"oh! It's craig!" I call over to craig and he looks up and heads over.

"hey, baby. Hey Marcus." he gives me a hug. "do you two want to head upstairs?"

"sure." We follow him up and into the bedroom where five people are sitting around a dragon shaped hooka. We get a couple nods as we sit down. Being the new kids in the room, we get it passed and take our hits.

"Spin the bottle!" yells one of the guys. He lays a smirinoff bottle pointing toward me. I'm always the one who starts spin the bottle. I grin and put it in motion. It lands on the girl across the circle. I take a hit before I get on all four and kiss her sexily, blowing smoke into her mouth. All the guys whoop and we keep going, getting into it. She's hott and a sexy kisser. I think I'll have to get to know her a little better. I'm sure Marcus wouldn't mind a threesome with this.

Now it's her turn and the bottle lands on me again. We giggle and go at it again. I crawl over and straddle her lap. Now the guys are really going. I glance back at Marcus and he knows where I'm going with this. He gives me a hot little grin and I pass it on to the girl under me. She winks and kisses my neck before my lips. All the guys hoot and I giggle. I love this. It's my niche.

I stand up and pull her with me.

"bye guys. We'll be back so don't smoke all the reefer!" Marcus follows us out of the room and up the hall to Macy's room. The girl holds my hand as we go sit on the bed. Marcus stands by the door, watching.

"you just gonna stand there, big boy, or are you gonna join us?" she asks in a voice that could put hell to shame.

Marcus grinned "I think I'll watch." So we gave him a show.

 

Two O'clock in the morning and the party's not even winding down yet. Me and Kara- which I had earlier found out was the girl's name- were dancing in the living room, sandwiching Marcus. We were all buzzing and feeling good. The living room was packed and someone had started passing a pipe around. Everyone was taking tokes. It got to me and I took a long hit without even missing a beat. Kara waved as she went to grind with some other guys she knew. I snaked my arms up behind me and around Marcus's neck.

"I love you." he whispered.

"I love you too!" he turned me around to take me deeper into a dance with him. With surreal sensations. With love. With too much buzz to be able to think straight but too much buzz to care.

Some guys steal Marcus to go outside and smoke some more, but I'm at a perfect level. I wan't dancing by myself long before I felt Macy's arms around my waist.

She kissed my neck. "you're such a good dancer. You know the way you move always drives me crazy."

I moaned "we can't do this." But I hadn't had her in so long. I wanted her. So I followed her to her room anyways.

As the sun came up, everyone was coming down. I told Macy bye but couldn't find kara. I got into Marcus's truck and laid my head on his leg as we drove home.  He pulled up in front of my driveway. Through a kiss he told me "I'll call you tonight when we're both awake." I nodded and pulled my reluctant lips away from his perfect, warm ones. I walked inside and found my room through my high, exhausted haze. I hit my bed and was asleep in seconds.

 

I woke up to the smell of pasta and my mom calling for everyone to come down for dinner. I drug myself out of bed. Six O' clock. I slept for twelve hours. That was some dank weed for me to have crashed that hard. I knew I smelled like it, too so I hit the shower.

After a long, hott shower to get the party smell off of me I checked my phone. Two new messges. One from Marcus and one from Macy. I checked Marcus's first.

"hey, love. I guess you're still crashed out. Call me when you get up."

Then Macy's.

"Jessy, I had fun last night. I've missed you. Why don't you come over again tonight. We'll have a girl's night. Call me."

Last night didn't get me so messed up that I forgot anything. I still remembered following Macy upstairs while Marcus was preocupied. I remembered what ensued thereafter. And I deffenitly knew that Marcus wouldn't be happy if he found out. Macy was the one person I wasn't allowed. Anyone else, Marcus wouldn't care as long as he knew and -if he wanted- could be there. Macy was off limits because I was still kind of in love with her. But me and marcus were in love too and he didn't want to lose me. I called Marcus back and we chatted for a little while. Then I got off the phone with him and called macy and told her I would be there in ten.

 

I pulled up in her driveway and she was sitting on the steps, cigarette between her lips. My eyes were drawn to them. So full and red. She knew that's what I was staring at. She blew a slow smoke ring and smiled. I walked up and she handed me the cigarette.

"what's good?"

I sat down beside her and took a drag. "everything."

"what's your man doing tonight?"

"He's staying home with his brother. They're going to play video games, probably. You know what a nerd his bro is."

"Marcus is so sweet."

"yeah, he's great." I took another drag. "so what are we doing tonight?"

"whatever you want to baby. Let's go watch scary movies like we used to!"

She took the last of the cigg then threw it down and stomped it out. I followed inside to her huge living room that still reeked of spilt alcohol, amazing pot, and sweat. I loved that fresh-or old- party smell. She picked up the remote and sat at the other end of the couch I had fallen into. She pulled my feet into her lap as she flipped through pay-per-view horror flicks. We both agreed on Halloween and then Halloween 2. Classics.  She slipped myheels off and began massaging my feet. When we had sat down I had had every intention of watching the movie. Now, though, my mind was wandering and I couldn't focus on the attacks happening on the big screen. I layed my head back against the arm of the couch and just listened.

After she finished with my feet she started moving up my calves. "Macy…" I warned. She didn't stop. I could feel myself heating up in places that  shouldn't be heating up. She needed to stop. I didn't want her to stop. Her hands were getting too close to that warm place that should be preserved for someone who was at home and blissfuly unaware of what was going on. I shut him out of my mind as her lips and hands started playing on my thighs. "oh, macy" I sucked in a deep breath as she unzipped my jeans and slid them down.

Her teeth scraped against my hips and my stomach before she used them to pull of my panties. Her oh so skillfull toungue licked just inside me. Just enough to send a heat rush all the way up to the top of my head. She slid up me and her lucious lips began a hot, sensual dance with mine. "I've wanted you so bad Jessy." she told me as I moved my mouth up to nibble and kiss on her ear. She moaned. "I've wanted you, too. Needed you."

She went back down and her toungue delved back into me, deeper this time. It roved circles inside me, warming me up until I thought I would catch on fire. She stood up off me and before I could ask why, she had dipped her toungue in her cup and withdrew a piece of ice. Then her mouth was back between my legs and lightning bolts shot through me. Nobody could do the things to me that she could, nobody could make me feel like she did.

Her teeth moved up to bite and suck on my hip, leaving a trail of hickeys up my stomach. I pushed my fingers into her and she gasped. I moaned as I felt her heat, her wetness on my fingers. I forced her to look at me as I moved fingers in and out of her, teasing the spots that I knew could bring her to tears if I teased enough. I watched her face as she came closer and closer to cuming. Her long nails dug into my neck as her hands wove into my hair, pulling hard. The sounds coming out of her turned me on. I could always tell when she was peaking. I moved my hands to her clit, stroking in the way that would bring her to finish. She screamed as she finished and, shivering, collapsed on top of me.

She began kissing me as her hands found my breasts. She teased my nipples with her fingertips and then her mouth. As she sucked I felt the need for her growing and growing. "macy, I need you so bad!" I gasped. She just grinned at me devilishly and kept sucking. Her nails found my sides and scratched hard up them as mine dug grooves in her bag. I whimpered. She bit hard on my nipples and I just about lost it. I grabbed her hand and forced it where I so desperatly needed it. She rubbed hard, bringing me to finish fast but didn't stop rubbing as I screamed. Seconds later, I peaked again and it didn't stop. I almost couldn't handle it. The balance of intense pain, intense pleasure was going to drive me out of my skull.

She replaced her hands with her lips and began kissing and licking gently. I realized I was crying. She kissed my face, my eyes as I melted beneath her. She wrapped me in her arms and, intertwined with her, we both fell asleep.

I woke up later and kissed her awake. She gifted me with a sleepy grin and a kiss. She rolled of me and pulled me to my feet but my legs almost gave in. they were still rubber and my head spun.  I giggled and fell back onto the couch. She stood in front of me, in all her naked glory, and I reached out to run my hands over her wondorously curved hips.

"god, you're beautiful." I whispered. She smiled, reached over and stroked my hair, "you are, too"

I pulled her into my lap and we started the movies over. There was no need to talk. We both knew where this was going. We knew that we wouldn't turn back now. We couldn't.

I kissed her shoulder. " I love you."

"I love you, too, Jessy. So much."

 

Long after the sun had peeked into her windows, she kissed me goodbye. "I'll call you." I promised.

"bye, baby."

A few minutes later I pulled into Marcus's drive. I walked up and threw open his door. He jumped up from the couch and and went to pull me into his arms with a huge smile and plenty of kisses. Then he stopped short. His arms still out towards me, I looked in his eyes and saw my strong boyfriend crumble. I instantly knew. It was all I could do to force a whisper "oh god!" I reached out to him and he choked on my name. his eyes burned. I saw pain, undeniable pain, and anger. "I'm so sorry!" I whispered, desperate, as my throat started to close and tears blurred my picture of his handsome face, contorted with the emotions I saw in his beautiful eyes.

He broke. "please leave." I could barely hear him.

"Marcus…" my voice was nothing but regret.

"leave." His was nothing but pain.

He turned and walked away, leaving me crying by the door. I didn't know what to do. My mind wouldn't work. Wouldn't tell me what I needed to do next. My feet turned, though, and took me to my car. My car took me home. I went to the bathroom and stared at myself in the mirror. I saw the evidence of me and Macy. The marks that had just broken Marcus. That had ruined us.

I called Macy and told her I was coming over. I needed to be with her. I needed her to fix this. When I got there, she wrapped me in her arms and let me cry. I was torn. I felt like a piece of tissue paper, ripped into tiny strips and drifting to the floor. I loved them both so much. When I could finally stem the flow of tears I looked up at Macy.

She kissed my forhead and I apologized for breaking down. "it's alright. I know you love him. But I know you love me, too. So whatever you need to do I'm fine with that."

"I don't know what I need to do. Please make me forget. Take me to a place where I can't think. Where I can't feel anything but you." she nodded and kissed me softly on the lips before kissing softly in other places that made my head spin.

Later, at home, I got into a hot shower. I sat on the floor of the bathtub and let the water run over me. I forced my mind to be logical. I wasn't a little high school girl anymore. I was a big girl. I messed up and now I would deal with the consequences. The water turned icey and I jumped out of the shower with a shreik. I hadn't realized I had fallen asleep.

Walking out of the bathroom I bumped into my mom. "hey, dear. Are you alright?"

"yeah. Just having a little fight with Marcus. That's all." my  mom always knew when I was upset. I couldn't lie to her. We used to be really close until I turned eighteen. I still loved her but she had had another baby and didn't have time to watch over someone who could take care of herself.

"alright well you can- sorry, the baby's crying. I love you, honey."

When I walked into my room my phone was beeping that it had a message. I checked it and my stomach dropped. It was marcus. "Jessy, I need to talk to you. You can call me or come over. It doesn't really matter." I threw some clothes on, hardly looking at them, and ran to the car. Just a few minutes later I was knocking on the door.

"just a minute, Jessy." he called. All of a sudden, there were butterflies in my stomach. How was he going to act? How was I supposed to act? He opened the door and I got my answer. I didn't reach out to him. Didn't even try. Instead of going up to his room we sat on the couch in the front room. He didn't wait. "how could you do this, jessy? You know I don't care if you're with other girls. It's not a big deal to me. Macy was the one girl who was off limits. Macy was the one person who you knew you could hurt me with. Were you trying to hurt me?"

"no, Marcus! No! I love you. I do. So much. I know I fucked up so bad. This shouldn't have happened. I didn't want to mess anything up with us and I'm so sorry." I felt the tears coming up again to choke off my pleas.

He just looked at me. " I don't think I can forgive you for this, you're aware of that, aren't you?"

I couldn't do anything but cry.

"jessy I love you. This doesn't change that. Nothing can change that. I knew that you still loved Macy and always will, I just hoped I could trust you not to act on those feelings. I'm not sure what to do about this. I do not know if there is anything at all to be done."

"marcus… can't… can't you…"

" no, I don't think I can give you another chance now. I don't know about later. Don't count on it because I'm certainly not saying I will. I just do not know."

"Why did you want to me to come over? I knew I wouldn't get another chance. You knew I didn't want to hurt you. Why did you want me to come over?"

"Because I didn't want to tell you this over the phone but I would rather you didn't try to contact me for a while."

I felt a physical pain in my chest as my heart broke. All emotional feeling vanished. I felt empty. Now I really knew I had messed up beyond what I could fix.

"I'm sorry, Jessy. Please don't wait for me. Don't stay away from Macy for me because I know you're thinking about it. It won't help. I really don't care at this point. It already happened. If you don't end up with her you will have done all this in vain. I love you Jessy but I can not let you back in."

He stood up and I reached out to hug him. He took the smallest step back and shook his head. "no. I'm sorry." he told me, "I'll walk you to the door."

"It's alright. I know where it is." saying I'm sorry would do nothing. Saying I love you would just hurt. So I just left.

Broken, I went home and laid down, hoping I could fall asleep. After hours of just laying in bed I finally fell asleep around one.

I woke up in the morning to my alarm beeping. Instantly I realized that it was Monday. Monday meant school. School meant seeing both Macy and Marcus. I couldn't deal with that. I called up one of my friends, knowing I would wake him up but desperate for a way out of gong to school.

"Girl, why the hell are you calling me at 6 in the morning?" he answered, still half asleep.

"What's up, Brian?"

"Not me. What do you want?"

"Something to do other than school."

"alright, you know I got you. Later. Call you when I wake up." He hung up so I went downstairs and told my mom I wasn't feeling well so was going to stay home.

"Alright, sweety. Me and james are going to a play date with some of his friends from nursery school. So I won't be home until this evening. Do you need anything?"

"No, mom, I'm fine."

"Okay."

I grabbed some breakfast and went back upstairs.  While I ate I watched some early morning cartoons. I knew I wouldn't get back to sleep. My mind was already spinning way too fast. I tried to shut it up but it wasn't working.  Last night's conversation flashed through my mind more times than I could count. Macy called to see where I was but I ignored it. I hoped in the back of my mind that Marcus would call but I knew he wouldn't.

I was getting out of the shower and heard a car pull up in the drive. Wondering why Brian would just come over before I called, I hurried to my room to throw on some clothes. "Just a minute!" I yelled. Hair dripping, I ran downstaris to let him in. When I opened the door there was not a stoner guy with long hair and hippy clothing standing there. Instead there was a concerned looking girl with full, red lips and two cups of coffee in her hand. I didn't move. I didn't say anything. I didn't want her there. Not yet. She walked in anyways.

She sat the coffee down on my table and turned to look at me.

"Why weren't you at school?"

"I couldn't."

"Do you want me to go?"

"Not really."

"Do you want to talk?"

"Not really."

She handed me the coffee and grabbed my hand. She walked me into the living room and sat down on the couch, pulling me with her. I laid my head in her lap and she just stroked my hair, not saying anything for the longest time.

"Marcus knows, doesn't he?"

"Yes. He knows and he can't forgive me. I knew he couldn't."

"I'm so sorry, Jessy. If you want me to go, I will."

"No! Please don't go. I need you here. I need you."

She stayed there with me, talking to me. About anything other than me and Marcus. Or me and her. She knew not to bring up the one question both of us were thinking. Both of us needed to know the answer but on the other hand both of us already did. Would we end up back together? Yes. When? I didn't know. It was too soon.

When the door opened we both lookd up, startled. We looked toward the door and my mother and my mother walked in with baby James.

"Oh, hi Macy. I didn't expect you to be here."

"Yeah, she knew I wasn't feeling well so she came and brought me some coffee." I explained

That's sweet. Macy, would you like to stay for dinner? Or are you and Jessy going out to eat?"

"Actually, I was going to stay the night if that's alright." She said it to my mother but looked at me. I didn't say anything.

"Of course that's okay, Macy." My mother hadn't even noticed Macy redirecting her question to me. "I know your favorite is my curry chicken. I'll make that for you."

"Thank you so much! You do make amazing curry."

My mom headed up to change James and Macy turned to look at me. She studied my face for a moment and then said" let's go to your room and watch a movie."

We headed upstairs and turned on one of our favorites; the funny cartoon movie Monsters vs. Aliens. It was good for breaking the tension that hung between us. We both still laughed at our favorite parts even though we could quote the movie by heart. The lack of conversation during the movie gave me time to think. I turned and kissed Macy on the cheek. She looked at me quizically. I kissed her lips. "I want you to stay tonight."

She looked at me for a moment and stroked my hair away from my eyes. "Are you sure?"

"yes. We can use a girls night. A real girls night. Go out to a movie and stay up all night. Like we used to in freshman year. I don't need a lover tonight. I need a friend."

"I can be that, Jessy, I would love to be that."

After dinner we both got dressed up and went to see one of the chick flicks playing at the theater at the mall. We laughed through the movie and threw popcorn and talked at the characters on the screen. We acted like middle schoolers again. Afterwards, we went to Alya's bistro and got gelato and sat outside to people watch. It was fun. It was what I needed.

When we went home later we both crashed. On different sides of  my bed.

The next morning we drove to school together.  We pulled in, music blaring and windows down. We were giggling as we parked but it caught in my throat when I got out of the car. Marcus was standing at his car across from us. Macy got out and went to grab my hand but stopped. I gave a half hearted wave but it wasn't returned. He looked at me as if hoping I was a mirage; hoping that I would dissapear in a moment. "That was certainly faster than I expected." he said and turned toward the school.

"Marcus!" I called and started after him but Macy held me back.  Not out of jealousy but out of the strongest bonds of friendships; knowing I would get hurt if I caught up with him. I sighed with my whole heart as I walked toward what I was sure would be one of the worst school days of my four years of high school.

Me and Macy didn't have any classes together this semester so she told me goodbye with a kiss on the cheek. "I'll meet you at my car after school."

I walked to her car after school even more miserable than I had left it. I had seen Marcus at lunch. He was talking to a bunch of friends so I had approached him, knowing that he wasn't the type to embaress me in front of his friends. It was an oppurtune time to try to talk to him. I walked up with a big grin and a happy hello. He responded with a glare and a snappy reply. "Go away, Jessy. I told you I didn't want to talk to you and I meant it." I stood there. I couldn't move, didn't know what to say. The table went silent and everyone stared at me as Marcus stoood up, threw away his tray, and walked out of the cafetiria. That was not Marcus. That was someone I had never seen before coming out through his mouth. I left the cafeteira with nothing in my mind but what he had just said and his face when he had said it. A face full of anger; no pain, no regret. Just anger.

I leaned agains the car waiting for Macy. Before she even got all the way to the car she opened her mouth to ask what was wrong. I waved her off and she shut it. We hopped in the car and headed back to my house.

Throwing bookbags in my floor, we discussed what we were going to do tonight. Macy didn't want to go home and I didn't really want her to either.

I turned on my computer to check my email and my profile because I hadn't checked it all weekend. Macy played with my hair while I logged in. There were a couple different notifications on my formspring- all anonymous. I clicked on the most recent one. "good job girls. Jessy, you managed to break Marcus. Let's just hope that Kara doesn't find out."

"Kara? What?" I was about to check the next one when Macy stopped braiding my hair. I looked back at her. "What is it?"

"I'm just trying to figure out who that is. Nobody knew about me and Kara."

"You and Kara? Wait… which Kara?"

"She was a tall redhead. She was at my party. She doesn't go to school with us, you probably don't know her."

"um… what did you mean "me and Kara"? I slept with her at your party."

"you…what?"

"Were you two together or something?" Macy didn't say anything. I hesitated. "Are you two together?"

"I mean…not really. No. Sort of. She never said she wanted us to be exculsive."

"Oh my god, Macy. You're dating someone? You didn't think you could have told me?"

"It's nothing serious. It really doesn't even matter. It was just fun. That's all. Anyways, you can't exactly say anyhting. You just broke Marcus' heart, remember?"

I stared at her, dumbfounded. "This isn't about me and Marcus. When we slept together, you knew I was dating Marcus. We were both fucked up. Me and you have slept together-sober- without you telling me you had a girlfriend. It's completely different!"

"it wasn't even a big deal, Jessy! I haven't even talked to her since my party."

"But you're still dating her! Just leave, Macy. I don't want you here tonight. I don't want anyone here tonight."

"Jessy, please…"

"God, Macy, just go away. Do you even remember why we broke up in the first place? This is why! I can't believe I thought you would change."

"it's different. Really because I really love-"

"It's not  different, I'm just on the other side of it now." I threw her bookbag out in the hallway and she followed it, almost as enraged as I was. I slammed the door behind her.

I threw myself down on my bed and fumed. How could she do this? I just lost Marcus, how could she get me involved like this, compleltly wrapped up in her again, and then pull it all out from under me? This is the exact thing that had broken us up except I was on the wrong side of it this time. When we had been going on she had been sleeping with someone else who didn't know she was with me. They had leaked it and I had walked right into that flow.

Her and Marcus were my two best friends. They were the two that I could really talk to. Now both of them were gone in one blow. I loved her. I really loved her. But now I wasn't sure that she loved me. If she did, how could she do this? I threw my phone against the wall and the battery fell out. I didn't bother to pick it up. I didn't want to talk to anyone.

My computer dinged. It was probably Macy. Without even looking, I slammed the laptop shut and was about to throw it to join my phone in pieces on the floor but then decided the laptop was a little more expensive if I really did any damage.

I opened the door to head downstaris. I needed to get out. I didn't know where I needed to go, but I couldn't stay cooped up in this house. I stopped short when I heard a car pull into the driveway. Then I flew down the stairs, sure that smoke was coming out of my ears. I threw the door open and reared back to give Macy an ear full like she had never heard. My throat closed, though, when I looked up into long red hair and grey eyes filled with hate.

"You slept with my fucking girlfriend you little bitch!" she screamed and lunged at me. My fury was alittle bit fresher than hers, though, so my swings were a little bit faster; a little bit harder. I nailed her in the eye and then a blow to her stomach. She didn't fold. Just kept swinging and caught me once upside my head.  Somehow, I managed to get her turned around and pinned against the wall. She struggled but didn't break free.

"I didn't know you were with her. I just found out and trust me, you are not more angry that I am right now. So you just calm the fuck down and-"

I gasped when she tried to snap at me. "Try to bite me again, bitch. I bite back." she snapped at me again. I slapped her and bit her on the neck so hard I drew blood. Her eyes got dark and her struggling turned into something more feral. More desperate. I stared into them and saw nothing past anger. Past an animal need.  She leaned forward and took my lips, kissing me as if she was making up for the swings she couldn't get in. Hard and fast. I tightened my grip on her wrists pushing her further into the wall. She bit everywhere; my tongue, my lips, my cheek, my neck. Anywhere she could reach to inflict pain. This was nothing sweet. It was nothing like the first kisses we had shared. There were no smiles, no moans. Only snapping and growls.

I yanked her inside the house and spun her against the door as it closed. We kept kissing as she grabbed hard onto my breasts. I was no longer pinning her by her wrists. I was pinning her hips with mine. She squeezed hard until I whimpered and thrust my hips to bang hers hard against the door. Her hand moved down, squeezing harder elswehere. I pinned her hands again and pushed hard against her. "You did this, you whore. You ruined me and Macy."I growled. I squeezed until I could feel her wrists throbbing against my fingers. She said nothing, didn't try to move. Just breathed hard against my face. Suddenly she was free of me and now I was against the wall. One hand held my hands above my head, one hand was around my throat forcing me to look in her eyes. Instead of scaring me it turned me on. Heated me up. She saw that and pushed harder; making it harder to breathe. I gasped and struggled agaisnt her hand as her knee came up to rub against my heat. I yelped at the sensation of my dizziness mixed with her rubbing. It was pushing my jeans hard against my cunt. It was bordering on no pleasure at all, just pain.  It only heated me up more.

When she let go I could already feel bruises forming. She ripped my shirt off and leaned down leaving a trail of pulsing bite marks from my shoulder blades to my hip bones. I could feel blood break through the surface of some of them. She shoved her hands down past the button on my jeans and a devilish grin formed on her dark lips when she felt skin instead of cloth where panties should be. She pulled the button undone and shoved my pants down with one hand while the other hand shoved up inside me. I screamed out and pulled her shirt up to get to her nipples. I yanked the lacy bra off probably breaking the clasp but I didn't care. I took her nipple between my teeth and bit down getting my revenge for her making me cry out. She oculdn't keep her own crys behind her teeth as I fingered her through the denim covering her cunt. When I reached into her pants and drug my nail along her swollen clit she stopped and glared at me. I felt her tense up. It was my turn to grin. She dropped down to her knees and took eating me out to a new level. It was more teeth than tongue. I yelled out again and again. My mind couldn't decide to register this as pain and fight back or pleasure and to orgasm like never before. It went with both. I began to shake as I tried to fight against her. My vision went black and my head exploded. She just held tighter and bit harder.

Finally she let go and I collapsed, head spinning and lungs gasping for air. She let herslef fall to the floor beside me and grabbed my hair, pulling my head back as my lips met hers again. This kiss wasn't the vicious kiss of a few seconds ago. It was soft. A kiss of release.  She was gasping for air as hard as I was. I leaned down and softly licked up the wetness between her legs. When she came it was softer, sweeter, and I couldn't help but kiss her again.

I pulled her up from the floor and helped her stand on legs that were still shaky. I could see in her face the urge to talk, to try to explain. I kissed her quiet and lead her up to my room where we lay together until my mom came home.

I sent her home after my mom pulled in. not a word had transpired between us. My exhausted mother didn't even notice a new person walking through the house. I got up to look at my naked self in the mirror. I looked like a torture vicitm. A bruise- light but a bruise nonetheless- already forming around my throat. That would be fun to explain. Much darker bruises around my wrists and down my front. Bloody bite marks sprinkled from neck to thigh. Deep scratches gouged in random places. Making sure my mom wasn't in the hallway I went and got in the shower to wash away the smell of blood and sweat and sex. And Kara. The hot water stung my wounds and my beat up pussy. I wrapped myself in a towl afterwards and crashed like that on my bed.

I woke up sore everywhere. I knew I must look like a wreck. A bad one. I got dressed, covering everything I could then grabbed my phone and pushed the battery back in it. It turned on and started beeping at me. Four messages from Macy. I sighed and checked them. The first two were trying to apologize to me. The second two were anger. She had seen Kara at the store buying ciggaretes. She had had sex with someone. Kara had betrayed her. She said she knew I didn't want to hear it but she needed someone to talk to.  I couldn't call her back. She couldn't know what I had just done. How could I do that? How did this vicious cycle begin?

I heard the door open. Wondering where my mom had gone, I began putting on makeup. Not because I was going out but because I just needed to feel like I didn't look like the living dead right now. My bedroom door opened and my hand instinctivly flew to my throat. I started to yell at my mom for coming in without knocking but it wasn't my mom standing in my doorway. It was Macy and she wasn't happy.

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"Oh my god Jess! What the fuck happened to your neck? Baby are you okay?"

She had fury in her eyes but it wasn't toward me. She didn't know! She stroked my hair waiting for me to explain.

"jess, tell me! How did this happen? Who did this to you? Have you called the police?"

"Mace, no, please, don't worry about it."

She looked at me like I was crazy. "How am I not supposed to worry about it? Someone tried to strangle you and you tell me not to worry about it?! Did you get mugged? Jessica, what happened?"

I took a deep breath. "Yes, I got mugged. Don't call the police. I didn't even have my purse so they didn't get anything. And I didn't get a good look at them at all so calling the police won't do any good." she reached for the phone anyways and I took it from her. "Please don't macy. I've been through enough, I just want to sleep. Stay with me?"

She stayed with me the whole night. I fell asleep against her chest but woke up more times than I could count. She thought it was because I was traumatized. She didn't ask why when I denied her when she tried to kiss me. Most importantly she didn't say anything about Kara.

I woke up the next morning before Macy. I slid out of her arms quietly as I could and went downstairs. I started some coffee and eggs and pancakes. My mom came down with little James in her arms and kissed my cheek.

"what are you doing, honey?"

"Making breakfast! Do you want to put James in his swing so you can get some more sleep?"

"No, honey, I'm awake. He actually slept through the night."

"Oh wow that's great!"

"Well, yes it is. But he hasn't woken up at night for a couple months."

"Oh…" I hadn't realized how out of touch I was with her. It made me feel terrible.
"That's okay. You've been busy with school. I know."

I didn't know what to say.

"You're sure making a lot of food. Did someone stay over?"

"Yeah, Macy."

"OH wonderful! You look nice in that turtleneck. That color is good on you."

Macy came down and grabbed a mug of coffee. I put some breakfast on a plate for her and she kissed my head. She noted what I was wearing but didn't say anything.

"Macy, honey, how are you?" My mom asked.

"I'm wonderful. How are you?"

"Good, good. How's school going for you?"

"It's alright. I am so ready to graduate, though."

"I can understand that. I remember how desperate I was to get out of highschool when I was young."

While they were talking, I watched my mom feeding James. My mother used to be so wonderful. So alive. Now she always seemed tired. I went over and picked up james from his seat. He was such a gorgeous baby. How had I not noticed how much he looked like me? My mom gently touched my back. I smiled and put James back down.

"He's so beautiful, Mom."

"Looks just like you when you were his age."

Me and macy finished Breakfast then headed outside.

"I'm not going to school today, Mace."

"Figured. Where you gonna go?"

"I don't know. I'll probably just stay here."

"You know what, no. You need to go to school. You need to get your mind off things."


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