so this one starts with an erotic dream, Hayden fending off a rapist, Sam secretly fingering Brook, Brook unknowingly giving Sam a handy, Amy harassing a cop, and Will...well he's pretty much asleep the whole damn time....and what is Rachel going to have to do for the cult next?
a bit more erotic than my last three stories...enjoy....
Hayden stood still in the doorway, as she walked slowly into the bedroom, shedding her tight tank-top and shorts. Her c-cup breast stuck out, her light brown, silver dollar nipples poking out of her perfectly rounded breasts. She slipped out of her panties, which left little to the imagination, and threw them in the corner before she revealed her beautiful and pure looking twat, not a signal hair could be seen above or around it.
Feeling his cock erect, he smiled as Hayden walked over to him and straddled his lap, letting her breasts rest in his face. He inhaled her sent as he began to lick and caress her tits. Next using both his thumbs to rub her hard nipples, and rubbing his face in her wide open cleavage.
“I know you want it all”, she said, quietly into his ear.
Hayden stood from his lap and lay down on the bed, ushering him over to her with a finger.
He quickly removed his shirt, jeans, and boxers as he crawled on top of the beautiful girl, and began to kiss and suck her neck as she moaned, wrapping her legs and arms around his tight muscular back.
He began to make his way down her body, sucking and licking each smooth curve, while using his hands to squeeze and massage her breasts. As he got to her twat, he liked around her pussy-lips before putting his tongue completely into her wet pussy. She moaned and shouted his name, as he next moved his tongue up and down in her twat, tickling her clit with the tip of his tongue. She quivered from the orgasmic rush that traveled through her body each-time his tongue passed over the end of her clit, making him smile whenever she moaned.
He continued to eat Hayden out of only a few more seconds before Hayden, feeling an orgasm coming on, yelled out, “Fuck me!” while wrapping her legs around him as she turned and twisted in the bed from the pleasure she was receiving.
He pushed himself up, and using his left hand for balance, he maneuvered his boner with his right hand, placing it at equal distance with her pussy, before he slowly began to slide his long erect dick into her wet, and wanting twat.
“Ohhhh!” She moaned, rubbing his back with one hand, and lightly pinching her left nipple with the other.
He thrusted forward slowly but steadily, repeating the process over and over again, each time receiving a jolt of pleasure and a seductive moan from Hayden.
Her twat was tight and wet, and he felt a rush of pleasure surge through his body each time he saw his dick travel in and out of her pussy, her juices coating his 7” dick.
“I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” He yelled, beginning to hump faster and harder.
“Cum in me! I want you to cum in my pussy!” Hayden yelled back, as she moaned in pleasure, her body beginning to tighten around his dick.
“OHHHH!” He moaned, letting his load release into her tight, wet twat, as he arched his head back.
“Ah! AH OOHHHH!!” Hayden moaned even louder as she let her body quiver and tense from a powerful and numbing orgasm, the feeling o his cum in her pussy pushing her over the edge.
He pulled his dick from her twat and lay besides her in the bed, reaching over and lightly caressing her tits, as he waited for her to catch her breath. She looked at him seductively and once again straddled his thighs, bending down to lick the tip of his circumcised dick.
“Ohhh..”, he moaned, as her tongue swiveled around the pink dick-head, licking the glands, before she went even father and used her lips to massage his shaft.
She looked up at him to see his face was full of pleasure and lust, she she used one hand to cradle his balls, and another to rub his six pack, as she continued to bob up and down on his shaft.
“Oh yeas...oh yeah...”, He felt himself getting close to another orgasm, and put one hand on the back of Hayden’s head, as he began to thrust forward into her mouth, “I’m getting there...oh...it’s..I’m...ohhh...”
Hayden smiled as she continued to suck him off. She sat up on his thighs and leaned forward, lying on his lower body as she pushed her breasts together, squeezing his dick in between them.
He moaned from the feeling of her soft warm skin, as she moved her tits up and down on his cock, making his dick began to twitch desperately, preparing to relieve itself of even more cum.
“OH! OH! OH YES!!!” He shouted, clenching his ass, as he let his cum burst from his dick, spraying Hayden’s face with the remaining amount of his boy seed...
“AH!” Mark shouted as he quickly sat up in his bed, his face covered in sweat and his dick hard as a rock.
Mark pulled his covers off of himself, and quickly knelt on the carpet, letting his arms rest on the bed as he began to pray.
After about fifteen minutes of pious praying and begging for forgiveness, Mark next stood up and opened a drawer on his bedside table. From it, he withdrew a small black taser, turned the weapon on, and applied it to his dick multiple times.
“Ah!” He shrieked after his second application, “You have to learn!”
Mark shocked his dick a third time, this time causing him to shout out in complete pain.
“Th-thirteen more”, he said to himself, remembering the method the guards at The Farm used whenever a boy encountered an erotic dream, “One for every year you’ve been alive”, he said to himself.
Mark, continued to shock his now red and aching dick, as he remembered his time spent in The Farm. He had been rehabilitated after only a year, and had become a prefect rather easily, yet never forgot the incredible pain and suffering he had been forced to endure.
“F-fifteen!” Mark barely managed to say, tears now streaming from his eyes, “One more, Mark...one more...”
Sam had stolen money out of several cars in the parking lot across the street from the Sea-View Motel, were he had rented a room for the night. Sam fit in well at the sketchy little motel, the clerk hadn’t even questioned him about why a sixteen year old was lose in the city, and happily took the money Sam had handed him.
After about thirty minutes in the motel room, Sam began to feel horny, and, as all boys do when they are alone and horny, he unzipped his jeans, and reached his hand inside his pants to grasp his ever hardening cock.
“Sir, please come outside!” A voice yelled from outside Sam’s room’s door, causing the boy to angrily sigh and withdraw his hand.
“Who is it?” He asked angrily.
“The San Diego Sherif’s Department, please step out of the room”
Sam, seeing no other feasible way to deal with the sudden arrival of the authorities, grabbed one of the motel’s wooden desk chairs, and threw it through the glass window, which he quickly sprang out of, and hit the ground running as fast as he could go.
Running towards the park, Sam dove behind a bush, and squatted, hoping the police hadn’t seen him, while pulling the hood on his navy sweatshirt up over his head to hide his face. As Sam sat in the darkness of the park, he noticed a girl walking down the sidewalk clutching a brown paper-bag in her hand.
Still horny as very, and seeing a potential volunteer to help him relieve his sexual tension, Sam jumped from the bushes and tackled the girl, forcing her to fall to the hard sidewalk.
“I wouldn’t struggle”, he said calmly, pulling his hard dick from his already unzipped pants, “I’ll be quick”
“Get off!” The girl yelled, unexpectedly using her palm to push Sam’s jaw up, causing him to bite his tongue and yelp in pain.
“You bitch!” He cried, grabbing his mouth in pain.
“You asked for it!” The girl shouted back, grabbing his arm before twisting it around her shoulders, which resulted in Sam’s arm being forced to straighten out, leaving his hand pointing at an awkward 90 degree angle from his arm, “Now take it!” the girl yelled again, forcing Sam’s hand up, until his fingers touched the underside of his arm.
“AAHH!” He cried out, pulling away from the girl and running off into the night, clutching his obviously broken wrist as he did.
Hayden burst in the apartment and threw the paper-bag on the table.
“There’s his pain-killers!” She said to herself, as she sat on the couch in the small apartment and buried her face in her hands, not crying, just thinking, and recovering from her experience.
Mark, hearing the girl enter the apartment, walked out of his room and sat next to her on the couch, watching her stare blankly off into space. For a minute he simply looked at her, taking in her natural beauty. She had naturally long straight blond hair, and soft green eyes. Her face was beautiful, blemish free, and her lips were full but thin, with a pink tinge to them, that complemented her tan skin.
“You okay?” Mark finally asked.
“What’s wrong?” Mark had never seen the usually cold and callused Hayden in such a vulnerable state before, and felt as though he should add some mental support to the girl.
“I was returning from the store, with the reverend’s pills, when a man...he-he jumped from the bushes and forced me on the ground...and he-he-”, but Hayden couldn’t finish, she just starred blankly at the carpet, slightly shaking, “He tried to...rape me...”
“Are you sure you’re okay?” Mark asked, putting an arm over Hayden’s shoulder.
“I am fine”, she replied robotically, while glancing at Mark’s hand that rested sturdily on her shoulder, “I’m just a little shaken. The man looked like...he looked like...someone familiar...”
“You don’t have to always be so formal, Hayden”, Mark chuckled, as he saw her uneasiness with being touched.
“I-I apologize, Mark”, Hayden spoke in the same monotone voice.
Mark laughed, “You see? Come one, Hayden, you can lighten up around me.”
“I’m sorry, Mark”, she replied, still a little uneasy, “I just feel like I am a little isolated”
“Look here, Hayden, whenever something happens you can tell me. I know you’re scared about what just happened to you, but I’m hear, and you can tell me what’s bothering you”
Hayden uncharacteristically smiled, and put her hands in her lap. She liked having someone else to confide in, and turned to look at Mark. His icy blue eyes and wavy brown hair, his matured face, and slight surfer’s tan. Hayden blushed slightly, as she made eye-contact with her confidant, “Thanks, Mark”, she whispered into his ear before hugging him tightly and getting up from the couch to walk towards her bedroom.
“You sure your okay?”
“I’m fine now, Mark”, she said, smiling at him from across the apartment, “I’m fine”
“Alright”, Mark said, getting up and walking back to his room, “Good-night, Hayden”
As Amy walked back to the apartment from the hospital, she noticed a cop leaning up against his patrol car on the side of the road. The cop was talking on his cell phone, and laughed ever now and then, while looking back and forth to see if anyone was watching.
Normally Amy would not have paid much attention to this, but seeing the cop suddenly gave her an idea of how to free herself from the reverend’s plan.
Walking up to the cop, she grabbed the cell phone, and right in front of him, threw the phone into a near by puddle.
“What the hell!” He yelled at her.
“Fuck you!” She yelled back, smiling as she did, before next standing on the hood of the car and kicked the windshield until a large crack appeared and the glass looked like it was on the verge of shattering.
“Alright, that’s fuckin it!” the cop pulled Amy off of the car and cuffed her, next throwing her into the back of his patrol car and walking around to the driver’s side were he entered the car and began to drive to the station, “You are gonna be in a whole mess of fucking shit when we get to the station!”, he threatened her.
“Well I’m going to bed now. Just leave him on the couch, he can sped the night by himself”, Maria said, yawning and walking out of the TV room.
“Night, Maria”, Lynn and Brook both said.
Haley and Kevin had left hours ago, and the sleeping Will had been clothed and laid to rest on the couch, after his little, “episode”, earlier that night.
“He needs a hair cut”, Brook said, looking at Will’s wavy dark brown hair, that now swayed over his eye brows and ears.
“I think you gave him one just a little while ago!” Lynn cackled, as she stood from the armchair across the room and walked over to Brook.
“I don’t think we should bother him about that for a while now. He’s probably a little shaken up”
“Yeah...so what about that whole thing with Haley’s parents?”
“I know!” Brook said, sitting on the floor while leaning her back up against the couch, “I can’t believe they’ve been having affairs for such a long time. And her dad! He’s not even her real dad!”
“I know. But what I can’t believe is that my dad...”, Lynn felt anger grow in her again as she thought about her father, “that bastard!”
“I know, Lynn. But we can’t do anything about it. I mean, we can tell Maria, but I doubt she would confront anyone over that”
“Yeah, besides Haley doesn’t want us to tell anyone.”
“I feel so sorry for her”, Brook said, looking down as she did, “I can’t imagine what it must feel like to know that you’re parents have lied to you about who you really are for so long and...what was that?” Brook interrupted herself, quickly raising her head and looking in the direction of the front door.
“I’m not sure”, Lynn responded, standing and quickly darting from the TV room to see the front door hanging wide open, the hinges of the door knocked out of place, and the glass panes shattered and spread on the hard wood floor.
Lynn walked slowly around the broken glass, examining the damage, when she noticed a red liquid pooled slightly on the floor.
“Is that...blood?” She said softly, bending down to take a closer look.
As Lynn examined the blood on the floor, her eyes caught another small pool of the substance to her left, which trailed off and around the corner.
Following the trail, she found herself in the laundry room, here she saw a disgruntled Sam busily going through the cabinets, clutching his left wrist with his right hand which had cuts on the tops of his knuckles.
Lynn screamed, and ran from the room, as Sam followed her, yelling at her as he trailed her back to the TV room.
“Sam!” Brook yelled, as Lynn ran into the room, running behind Brook and ducking behind her back as Sam entered the room.
“Brook...I need help..”, Sam replied, extending his arm to show his swollen and bruised wrist.
Brook! Who is this? Is this that Sam kid?”
“Yes, he is-but, Sam! What happened-”
“Doesn’t matter, help me...now!”
Brook rolled her eyes, and motioned for Sam to follow her as she walked to the kitchen. Once there, she opened on cabinet and removed a first-aid kit.Sam removed his navy-blue hoodie and placed it on the kitchen table before standing in front of Brook. From there, she tenderly wrapped Sam’s arm in bandages and washed off his bleeding hand with alcohol before bandaging it up to.
“Sam, what are these cuts from?”
“Breaking your door”
“What?” Brook asked, as she leaned out of the kitchen to look down the small hallway, “Dammit!” she swore, seeing the broken glass and the unhinged door, “You better fucking fix that-”
“Don’t tell me what to do”, Sam said menacingly.
“Look here mother fucker! You broke it! You better be able to fix-”, But before Lynn could finish her threat, Sam had his hand around her neck, and began to tighten.
“I said not to tell me what to do”
“Sam!” Brook shouted, grabbing his arm.
Sam removed his hand from the shocked Lynn’s face, and walked over to the door. Bending down, he removed his short and sweep the broken glass onto it. Next, he returned to the kitchen, were he placed the glass and the shirt into a trash can.
Brook smiled slightly upon seeing Sam shirtless. He was tall and lean, but had a developed body, with a six-pack and nicely shaped pecks. Sam, noticing Brook’s stares, glared at her, and walked out of the kitchen and back towards the door, not before snatching his hoodie from the kitchen table. He pushed the door back, and though not fixing it, made the door appear to not be unhinged.
That night Sam ended up spending the night at the house, and decided to sleep on the floor in the TV room, yet as he lay on the ground in the guise of sleeping, he only waited for there to be no noise from the upstairs.
Once he was sure the girls were asleep, he stood and walked towards Will. Bending down he pulled Will’s shirt and shorts off of his person, and quickly put them on, leaving Will naked on the couch.
Sam, noticing that his blond hair contrasted Will’s dark hair, next walked out of the TV room, and upstairs and into Will’s bathroom across the hall from were Lynn was sleeping. Once in the bathroom, he found a pair of scissors that Lynn had obviously left in the bathroom. Sam began to cut his medium length blond hair, until he had short, almost buzz cut like hair.
Next, Sam walked into Brook’s room and crawled into bed with the sleeping girl. Feeling his dick harden as he watched her, he put his hand on her shoulder and shook her gently. Brook, rolled over and, though squinting, recognized the shirt on the boy in front of her as Will’s shirt, and smiled before putting her arms around him.
“Love you”, she whispered, leaning in closer to rub her face against Sam’s chest.
Sam smiled, knowing his plan had worked, and reached out to grasp Brook’s breasts.She smiled, and reached under Sam’s short’s and boxer to grab his dick. Sam smiled greedily, and whispered softly into Brook’s ear, “Love you too”, in an uncanny imitation of Will.
Brook began to stroke Sam’s dick, starting from the base of the shaft and pulling the boy’s reminisce of foreskin over his glands and head.
Sam moaned softly, still feeling Brook’s soft and smooth tits in his hands. Their warmth as amazing, and she began to breath heavily, letting him know she was enjoying his massage. Sm next took one hand and put it in between Brook’s legs, inserting one finger into her teenaged twat.
“Will..”, she moaned softly, as Sam bent his finger up, to tickle her clitoris, rubbing it with his middle and index fingers.
Meanwhile Brook, who was slowly stroking Sam’s cock, began to stroke faster, as she herself was feeling similar pleasure. Brook moaned softly as Sam continued fingering her, and only began to stroke faster and faster and Sam began to make her feel closer and closer to an orgasm.
“Oh! Will! I’m getting close...oh!” She moaned, still not realizing that the pleasure she was receiving was from Sam and not Will.
“Me too”, Sam whispered back, still using his Will impersonation.
Sam felt himself getting close, very close, and felt his body tense up as he moaned quietly, letting his cum burst out of his dick and soak the inside of Will’s shorts.
After his release, he wanted to leave, but decided to give Brook what she deserved, and began to finger her even faster, rubbing his fingers faster and faster against her clit, while still massaging her tit with his other hand.
“Ah! AH! OHHH..AH!” Brook moaned, and let herself go over the edge, as and orgasm shot through her body, traveling throughout her groan area, as she felt her legs tighten with pleasure.
Sam pulled his fingers from her twat, and kissed her on the lips before walking from the bedroom and back downstairs, were he quickly removed Will’s cloths. Not bothering to clean his cum off of them, he pulled the basketball shorts back onto Will, and pulled the shirt back onto Will’s unclothed chest. He looked down at Will and sighed.
“I owe you and Brook a lot...and so I’m gonna kill Greene...”, he said to himself, rustling Will’s hair, like what a father does to a son, and walked to the sliding glass door leading to the backyard, opened it, walked out, and ran off into the night.
Will woke up at around six in the morning. Stretching, he felt a little confused about what had happened. He remembered seeing Mr. Forest and his mother see him showing his erection to Haley, Brook and Lynn, but after that he went blank.
“I must have passed out”, he thought to himself. Stretching one more time, he stood from the couch and felt something wet in his shorts. Using his thumb to pull the waist band forward, he saw that his genitals were coated in cum, “I don’t remember jacking off? Must have been a wet dream I guess?” Will thought to himself again before walking upstairs and into his room.
After removing his cloths and showering off, Will put on his sky-blue uniform shirt, khaki pants, a belt, and walked down stairs to find his shoes.
As he walked towards the stairs, Brook stopped him, and hugged him, kissing him on his cheek and again on the lips.
“Last night was great”, she said still hugging him.
Not knowing what she was talking about, Will just assumed she had something to do with the jizz in his shorts, and said back to her, “I liked it too”.
After school that day, Rachel was told to come to Greene’s HQ to discuss a very recent and unfortunate problem that now faced the cult.
Upon entering the small apartment, she noticed that Mark, Hayden and Greene were all sitting around the desk, looking at the monitor.
Rachel walked over to her comrades and looked at the screens to see they had all gone blank, and were transmitting static.
“What happened?” Rachel asked.
“This is what happened!” Hayden mumbled under her breath, as she reached for the mouse, and on one of the separate monitors, replayed the events of last night to reveal that the Reeds had not only found the cameras, but had destroyed them.
“I want to know how in the hell they found em?” Lloyd asked, scratching his head, before coughing into his elbow and sniffling.
“Bless you, Rev. Greene”, Hayden said politely to Lloyd.
“Why thank yah, Hayden. Now if yah ask me-”, the reverend started before coughing again.
“I thin the reverend’s trying to ask how the found the cameras. I mean, not only are they hard to find, but they’re so inconspicuous.”
“I know how they found them”, Rachel said, “Yesterday when I cornered Will in the bathroom at school after I gave him the ED pills and all, I said something about the cameras and how we’d always be one step ahead of-”
“You fucking idiot!” Hayden shouted, grabbing Rachel around the neck, and pushing her back against the wall, “You told the we were watching!”
“Let her go, Hayden”, the reverend said meekly.
“Th-thank you, sir”, Rachel wheezed, rubbing her neck, after Hayden had released it.
“Rachel...you have done to many unauthorized, ‘missions’, if you will. I did not tell you to inform Will of our cameras. I warned you, don’t be crossin me, yah her, girl?”
“Why does it matter? We never use the cameras-”
“It maters cause we have a new character on stage”, Mark interrupted, angrily staring at rachel, both his arms crossed, “Sam Andrews. He’s dangerous, impulsive, and destructive, and he’s on their side. He knows were they live and without the cameras we’ve lost our ability to gather info on him”
“You stupid fucking idiot!” Hayden shouted, punching Rachel in the stomach.
“Ah!” Rachel wheezed, curling up in a ball before standing back up to look at Greene’s face, only to see pure sadistic hate in his old, grey eyes.
“You have failed me for the last time, Rachel! Yall must prove yourself once and for all”
“R-rev. Greene, s-sir...what do I-”
“You’ll see”, the reverend laughed, “you’ll see...”
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!!!! WHICH CHARACTERS O YOU WANT TO SEE DO IT? COMMENT ON YOUR SUGGESTIONS!!!! NEXT CHAPTER: Haley+Pierce (kind), Rachel’s grand-finale, The Cult get’s more evil, Mark+Hayden?, and Sam finds the HQ..........tune in next week for THE ADVENTURES OF WILL REED!!!