I have to say, whatever we did last night, it sucked the life right out of me. It seemed like it went on forever and ever. In reality, it only lasted a few hours. We actually went to bed fairly early. But apparently the effort we put in was pretty good, because now I am laying here, and I feel like my body is going to break. I can feel the bruising on my ass. That was some good hitting if I do say so myself.
I should be crawling out of bed. I should be going to feed horses. But I can't. I roll to my side. Apparently there is a sensitive spot there too. He grasped my hips so tightly I have hand prints. I'm sure that he isn't laying so comfortably either. I'm sure that he feels the same way that I do. But when I roll over and feel a pain, it reminds me of the pleasure.
Today is Christmas and it's a big day. We always go to my great aunt's house. It's always the same. See, they are a freakshow too. Two of her kids, my second cousins, are total dorks. And her youngest, which is ten years my senior, I don't know what the hell she is. A social freak, i guess you could say. She is super-smart in the book department, but common sense, she may as well forget it. And she always looks like she is in a perpetual moment of surprise. Her eyes freak me out. Her dad looks like Yoda from Star Wars and he mom is very sweet, but naive. But they are all freakish in some way or another.
So that is what I have to look forward to. I get to take Derek to that. But then again, why do I care. I don't care if he sees my family. He just wants pussy. He couldn't care any less about them if he tried. As long as he gets to stick it in, nothing matters. And I feel the same way. It is just the fuck. Maybe that is the problem. This whole Christmas thing is fucking up my sex plans.
"What the hell did you do to me?" I hear the minute I walk out of my room. A smile covers my face.
"Um... Nothing. What's the matter?" I ask as I look up. I can see on his face that I hurt him. I hurt his ass. I hurt his back. And I hurt his cock. So much hurt. But so much more pleasure.
"I am in pain. My whole body fucking hurts. You were too rough." Derek whines as he looks at me. "I need you to look at my ass." He tells me as he bends over and pulls his pants down.
"Whoa there! No... Huh uh... I don't- That goes beyond my call of duty." I tell him as I turn away. I should have given him a good hard smack before my departure.
"What! No.. I need you to look. I'm hurt." He says as he chases me to the bathroom.
"Yeah... I'm hurt too. And so is my bladder. I have to pee." I mutter as I walk in and shut the door. I take my seat on the toilet and moan. It feels so good when you finally get it out. I look up in horror as I see the door open. "What the fuck!" I spit as I look at him.
"Seriously..." He says with a frown. "Look at my ass."
"Seriously... No." I tell him as I wipe and rip my pants up. I am in shock that he came in and saw me in that position. "I was peeing, Derek. You can't watch me pee."
"It's nothing I haven't seen before." He tells me with a laugh as I wash my hands. I looked over my shoulder and scowl at him.
"No. It is something you haven't seen. Not like this. Not in the light. Not with urine coming out. You are a freak!" I spit angrily as I push him out of the way.
"The mouth sees all." He laughs as he follows me. "And my mouth has seen. And it likes." He jokes as we walk. Mark looks up and shakes his head.
"Mark, Derek needs your help. He may have an issue. So... Um... Help him." I say as walk into my room and I slam my door, getting dressed. I stay close. I have to hear what they are going to say. Nothing is funnier than two boys together without a woman around. They are so stupid.
"I am not looking at your ass!" I hear Mark say to Derek loudly. I can just imagine Derek bent over. Maybe he should just take it up the ass and leave me alone.
"Please man... I think she killed me." Derek whines. "I would look at your ass. If you asked me, I would look." Derek says frankly.
"Fine. Rip them down..." Mark tells him with frustration. "Holy shit! What the fuck did she do to you? You have fucking bruises all over your ass. Oh shit... It's really bad."
"I know... Your cousin... She's fucking nuts." Derek tells him frankly. I laugh. Like he didn't enjoy it just as I did. He wanted it just as badly. I quickly pull on my jeans and walk out, shaking my head.
"Derek, you are such a little pussy. You may as well lay over the end of that sofa and let Mark take you." I tell him with a snort as I imagine the picture.
"Fuck you, Mer." Derek growls as he looks at me. "You didn't have to be so fucking rough. I don't even know if I will be able to sit."
"Well, I like a little pain with my pleasure." I tell him with a sigh. "And you... Obviously you can't handle it." I tell him frankly as I start to jog up the stairs.
"I can!" Derek yells up. I think he realized that he needs this. And I do too. Who doesn't need a good, easy fuck? No commitment. No one calling and keeping tabs. In my mind, that is perfect.
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We won't all fit in one car. And I have to say, this is the biggest bunch of idiots in the world. I mean, the obvious answer is to take two cars. That took them awhile. Just short of double sitting, they couldn't figure the answer out. I shake my head and watch them. It is really fun to watch people run in circles trying to figure out common sense.
"You know, we could take two cars." I suggest. I don't know why I actually helped them out. Maybe it was a lapse in judgement.
"Good idea." Grandma says with a smile. "You are so smart." She tells me with a smile.
"I know." I say frankly as I look up. "I'll take my Jeep. Mark and Derek can ride with me." To tell them further. I may have to spell it out. We'll see how long it takes for it all to sink in. I shake my head and grab my keys. I won't even wait. They will figure it out when the three of us drive away.
"You don't look happy." Mark says as he looks at the back of my head from the back seat.
"My family is full of fucking idiots." I tell him frankly as I clench my jaw. Sometimes I don't even want to admit that I know them at all.
"You don't have to be so mean, Mer. You have absolutely no patience." He says as he shakes his head. He does have patience. And as much as I hate to admit it, I really don't have patience. With anything.
"Hey. I can't be nice. They are- This is bullshit." I grumble as we drive along. "They are screwing it all up. I just need- Eh... Never mind." I say as I shake my head.
"You just want a fuck." Derek points out with a laugh. "You are the horniest chick I have ever see in my life. I mean- This is ridiculous." He laughs. Now that is a bad idea. And as if I am out of line. He will be leaving soon, and I want as much as I can get. "Mer... you will get it. It's just... Postponed."
"Fuck postponed." I say with a frown. I don't say another word. I'm not really thinking too clearly here. I shouldn't be letting him think I need him at all. Just a moment of weakness, I guess.
When we walk into the house, I roll my eyes. The freaks want hugs. I hate hugs. I actually see Derek smirk at the sight. He is laughing at my pain. Derek Shepherd is an asshole. Grade A. I don't say a word. They want me to talk. They really want me to talk. But I don't. I ignore them and refuse to join in on their stupid conversation that lacks intellect. It had gone the same way every year. Same dinner. I sit in the same place. But this year, I am thinking different thoughts. I am looking across at Derek, and I want to fuck him. I want to fuck him bad. I can taste that hard muscle in my mouth. I have never blown him without a condom, but I can just imagine his juices running down my mouth. Everything I taste, I make sure to tongue it first. I want Derek ready to explode. He realizes what I am up to, and he frantically tongues his food, mimicking my pussy.
After dinner... I want to avoid anything to do with clean up. I have gotten quite good at it. See, in the basement is a pinball machine. I don't even like pinball. Not at all. But it offers an escape. I quickly walk by the great room and nod at Derek, motioning for him to come along. See, my motives are far from innocent. So far.
"What are we doing?" Derek asks as he follows me to the door. I open the door and start going down the stairs.
"Shut the door." I tell him frankly as I pick up my pace. I need it now. I have been dripping wet for too long. When I had placed my hand on myself earlier, I could feel it. I was hot. I was wet. I slide off my heels as I hit the bottom stair. As I walk towards the pinball machine, I start unbuttoning my black pants. I need him now.
"What are we doing?" He asks in shock as he looks at me. I toss him the condom and smile evilly.
"What does it look like we are doing?" I ask with a giggle as I stand there in my button down maroon striped top. I make sure to undo a few buttons, letting the girls get some air. "We are fucking. Quick. Someone might come." I tell him as I make the move it along motion with my hands.
"Fuck..." Derek spits hastily as he watches me place my fingers beneath my panties and pull out two creamy-white fingers. I watch as he drops his pants and boxers and rolls the condom on his thick hard member. "You are... Fuck." He says as he shakes his head.
"Just fuck me... Fuck me fast!" I tell him as I rip off my panties as look into his eyes. I feel him grab me under the thighs, lifting me up and against the pinball machine. I moan as he drops me down on his hard cock. I am tight. Too tight. He struggles to get himself into my tight folds as I attempt to spread my legs further and rest my feet around his waist.
"You tight little fuck..." He mutters as he pounds himself into me. I gasp as he rips me apart. "Oh god yes..." He says throatily as he attacks my neck with his mouth. I attempt to help him grind into me as I rotate my hips. I feel my pussy choking out his big dong.
"Oh god... Derek!" I gasp as he pulls out slightly and goes right back in. "Oh god... Oh god..." I whimper as I rock myself on him. I can hear the faint dinging of the pinball matching as my ass smacks into it. My sore aching ass. Somehow that is out of my mind. "Harder, Derek... Just- Let's- Fuck... There. Oh yeah... Right there. Keep going, don't slow down!" I spit as he hits me harder and harder. I can feel my own wetness sloshing around as it begins to drip down my leg. My walls are starting to tighten. I can feel it, and I can feel Derek struggling. He is near his own peak. His member is hard and swollen, fighting for it's release.
"Oh fuck..." He growls as he hits me. Ding. Ding. Ding. I gasp as I feel myself near. I let out a faint cry as he bites my chest, increasing his movement. He needs to do it. His eyes go black as he nears. "Oh god...Oh God... Oh...Oh...Oh!" I shout as I feel myself shoot up to the sky and begin my free fall. I don't even hear Derek's throaty climax as he shoots deep inside of me. I close my eyes and moan. My eyes get wide as I look up and see his bright blue eyes. I feel his mouth on mine. I pull back, but he pushes further and deeper, sucking me hard. I let out a loud growl, and he releases my mouth and body, letting my feet fall to the floor.
"What was that, you ass?" I growl as I look at him. "I said no kissing. No fucking kissing." I warn him as I pull my panties up, followed by my pants. I am dipping wet, but ignore it.
"You looked like you needed a kiss." He says with a smirk as he pulls the condom off and looks around. I look at him and shake my head. I am so mad at him.
"Put it in your pocket." I tell him, referring to the condom. I can't imagine my aunt finding the condom in her trash. I bet she would have a panic attack. He quickly holds his hand up and tries to give me the condom.
"What?" I ask in shock, shaking my head no. "I am not taking that thing. It has your shit in it." I say in disgust. Me, that is one thing. But Derek's cum in my pocket, there I draw the line.
"Just hold it. Until I get my pants up." He tells me with haste. I scrunch my nose and grab it, holding the tiniest piece ever. "I don't get why I have to hold it anyway." He complains as he does his zipper and grabs it out of my hand, shoving it deep into his pocket.
"Because you are the man." I tell him frankly as I roll my eyes. "This is why." I say as I walk over and grab my shoes, sliding them on. I laugh. The condom is in his pocket. I have no idea what size load he blows, but if it is any significant amount, he may have a wet spot. Poor Derek, always pissing his pants.
"For the record... Kissing doesn't always mean love." Derek tells me as I walked up the stairs. I quickly stop and turn around. I can't believe he just said that.
"What?" I ask in shock as I look at him. "What did you just say?"
"Kissing doesn't mean love." He tells me with a shrug like it is no big deal. "I kiss girls I fuck all the time. It's just part of the process."
"No. Not my process." I tell him frankly. Now he is insinuating that I have some kind of love issue. At least that is the way it feels. I don't like this. I don't like the love word being brought up. I don't like one bit of this at all. "I don't like kissing. Period. So... Don't do it!" I growl.
"I'm just saying... It doesn't mean anything on my end. We're in it for the sex, right?" He asks as he looks at me. I am in it for the sex. The idea of a relationship makes me sick. And a relationship with him makes me even sicker.
"Yes." I say as I walk away from him. "It is just sex." I mutter, not looking back.
We walk into the living room and everyone is starting to open presents. The bastards didn't even wait for me. They started all of their Christmas fun without me. If I had known that they were doing that, I definitely would have gone for round two. I would have extended my pleasure and made him give me head. Too late for that now.
"Thanks for waiting." I say as I take a seat in the corner. Everyone looks up at me. They did really forget that I was missing. It makes me fell so loved.
"Oh my! I am so sorry..." My aunt says as she looked up at me. I shrug and don't say a word. As if I truly care that they forgot. That doesn't matter to me in the least.
"It's fine. I see I am loved..." I say as I roll my eyes, accepting my gift.
I don't make out to well here. But it's a gift. You should always appreciate a gift. I look over at Mark and Derek. Mark whispers something in Derek's ear and Derek's eyes get wide. Mine get even wider as I see what they are talking about. Derek quickly shoves the used condom deeper into his pocket and looks up at me in shock. I shake my head. We are so stupid.
"Mer... Are you okay?" My aunt asked as she looked at me with concern. "You are awful red in the face... And sweaty."
"Mer... She really gets into pinball. I was shocked." Derek says quickly, covering our asses. I smile and nod. We are so slick. "Very competitive!"
The rest of the day goes that very way. Me wanting more cock, once again. And Derek, I like to think he is the same way. I can't help but think of that cock. I mean, one vision of it, and I am literally dripping wet. And now he is tonguing everything. I want him to eat my pussy so bad. I am soaked in anticipation. It is far beyond the realm of normal. But I like it. Okay, the truth is, I really don't. I seem to be a freak. But Derek, I do think he likes it. Possibly too much.
"Here." I tell Mark as I toss him the keys. I look at Derek. He is eating me, period. "Back seat."
"You're letting me drive?" Mark asks in shock as he opens the door and smiles.
"Of course." I say with a nod as he climbs into my seat, throwing it back so he can fit. I pull Derek into the backseat. He looks at me with anticipation. He thinks he is getting something. Stupid-ass boy. "Go." I tell Mark.
"So... Uh... What are you going to do for me?" Derek asks as he rubs his hand over his crotch. I see him rising. Big mistake. Huge.
"No... It's what you are going to do for me." I tell him with a nod as I unzip my jeans. Derek looks in shock. "Eat me, Derek." I groan as I place my fingers underneath my panties and pull them out, soaking wet. "Lick my clit."
"What the fuck?" Mark yells in shock. I ignore him. He is not killing my buzz.
"I can't get in there." Derek tells me as he looks through my zipper. I nod my head yes and grab him behind the head, pulling him hard. I have determination. He has a long tongue. Derek quickly lets his mouth fall to my pussy as I spread my legs. I pull my panties out of the way as he finagles his tongue deep inside. The feeling of his tongue grazing my swollen clit is enough to make me gasp.
"Oh fuck yes!" I cry out as I thrust my hips at him. Derek burrows his head deep into my zipper,digging it into his face. He's right, it's not working. I want his tongue in my vagina. I want him to get broad licks of my clit. "Shit." I groan as I grab his face and pull him up. I see a red zipped mark across him. "This is not working." I tell him as I lift my ass up and pull my pants and panties down. Now I am open. I am exposed.
"You taste so fucking good." Derek tells me as he delves deep inside of my vagina, his tongue wiggling round wildly. I throw my hips at his face. I am fucking his tongue and it feels great.
"Oh god... Oh god... Derek... Oh..." I moan as he moves his attention to my clit.
"I hate you fuckers!" Mark yells loudly as he drives along. I can't imagine what it feels like to be him. But I really don't care.
"Faster, Derek. Faster!" I scream as I feel myself tightening around him. Derek licks my clit a few more times, feeling it swollen and ready. "Oh...oh...oh..oh...OH!" I shout as my eyes roll back in my head and the contractions take over. "Oh my-" I cry out, feeling his tongue deep inside of me. I lay back. coming down from the amazing high. Derek sits up and smiles happily.
"You know... It's really not safe to eat in the car." He laughs as he looks down at me. I weakly pull my pants up. My whole body is quivering. That was way too good.
