So I came back to the house, and I went to bed. As soon as I could, I went to bed, closing of them and their world. I say their world because it seems like it is. I was sure that Derek was spent from his three aim and fires. I was praying he would be. I know that staying away from him will be a huge challenge. I'm not having feelings. Don't try telling me that I am having feelings. Do you know what I am having? I'm having something. I don't know what it is. I think it is not wanting to be a cheap whore. If I am going to be a whore, I at least want to be a high dollar whore.
I don't need sex. No one needs sex. People can live without sex. I can live without sex. And now you will claim that I am trying to convince myself. Do you know what my response is to you? Bullshit. I don't need sex. I can go without sex, I did it for months. And at one point, it was years. I don't need it. I don't need Derek. All I need is my favorite vibrator and an active imagination.
"You're avoiding me." Derek says as he sneaks up behind me and jabs my sides. "Why are you avoiding me?"
"I'm not avoiding you." I say as I roll my eyes. I am so avoiding him. I am avoiding both him and Mark. I am avoiding the lot of them. Hell I'll avoid the rest of the family and clear out everyone. Actually, I should just go home. I will just go home. Hello. That is a fantastic Idea.
"Okay... Then why have you been sneaking around this house and looking over your shoulder like you have a stalker behind you?" I freeze as I listen to him. Derek gives me a funny look as he looks into my eyes. "What's wrong?" He asks quickly.
"With what?" I ask simply. I know what he is referring to. I don't want to talk about it. Not with him, and not in my head. It's gone. I am casting it out of my mind. Now. Right now.
"You froze. Why did you freeze?" He asks simply. Why do you have to ask questions, asshole? Why can't you just be a fuck buddy? Mer, you just said you weren't fuck buddying anymore. Why can't you just shut up, leave me alone and be my anti-fuck buddy non-friend? Now I am talking to myself like a nut. Hell, I am a nut. Shit. I'm nuts for Derek's nuts. No nuts. We are anti-nuts. Don't need nuts. Nut free.
"I did not freeze." I say as I brush him off. "And uh... Yeah." I add as I walk off. I am not discussing things with him. I have no need to do so. And I am leaving. I am walking away from the horse cock and the man who possesses sexual skills beyond compare
"Where are you going?" Derek asks as he watches me walk away from him. I think it is obvious that I am walking away from him. Does he really need to ask me?
I quickly rush downstairs and into my room. It seems to me, I have done this before. I have done this before. I left him last time. I tried to wean myself out last time and I failed miserably. Not this time. This time, I will succeed. This time I will prove everyone wrong. This time I will stay strong, hold my legs together in his presence and play with the vibrator in vain. Maybe not in vain. That thing works and it works good.
"What are you doing?" I hear, causing me to jump up. I know I went through the floor and am now on the first floor of the house.
"Damn it! You scared me!" I say quickly as I look at him in shock. "Why did you have to scare me?" I ask with a frown as I shake my head.
"Where are you going, Mer?" Derek asks again. I don't want to answer him in fear that he will try and temp me. They say women have poisonous pussies. No. It's them. Poison cock. It draws you in and makes you stupid.
"Home." I say frankly as I throw my bag over my shoulder. I quickly turn and walk away. No stopping me now.
"Home? Why would you go home? Am I going home... With you?" He asks with a hopeful smile. Hell no. He is not going home with me. No way.
"No." I mutter as I jog up the stairs. I can't talk to him and his big cock. When I talk to him, I am really talking to the big cock. Damn big cock. That thing is so big, it demands it's own personality. I'm surprised they didn't issue it a social security number when he was born. It is it's own entity.
"Are you mad or something?" Derek questions. See, that is the thing about Derek, he is so innocent. You hate to be mean to him.
"No. See you later." I say as I walk out, leaving him dumbfounded.
I drive home quickly, the music blaring. I am trying to drown him out. I don't need to hear him in my head. He is always in my head right now. Him in my head and his cock in my pussy. Not in my head because I love him. It's not even because I care. In fact, why am I even explaining this? I know you will just argue with me. I don't love him. I don't care. I just don't ned to be treated like shit. I am not shit.
I quickly drop my stuff and rush up to my room. I need relief. I have denied myself a ride on the Derek train. I walked past the buffet and didn't take a bite. I quickly rip my pants off, along with my soaking wet panties. I lay back and close my eyes, running my favorite vibrator over myself. Derek floods my mind as the vibrations take away my feelings and exchange them for calm nothings. My body tenses and my belly ripples. I think of his manhood. The waves wash over me. Contractions and panting taking me over. Hey, don't knock it, it works.
--
I lay in my bed and study. If I have one thing going for me, it is college. It's my future. I have a future, and if I took all my effort and put it towards that, I would be doing good. Instead, I am sitting here in my bed, thinking about cock. I am thinking about how I am denying myself the cock for no damn reason. I could be getting laid, and I am fucking reading. What the hell is wrong with me? Something is definitely wrong with someone who purposely denies them-self some freaking pleasure.
I heard my phone ring. I don't really care who it is. About ninety-nine percent of the people that call me, I couldn't care less if they ever call again. I will grab it, just to entertain myself. I lean over towards my bedside table and grab it. A frown covers my face. Grandma's house. Eh... Should I answer? Nah.
Well, it happens again. I can only think one thing. Someone must actually want to talk to me. That is usually the reason one calls another. I look at the picture on the phone. I use a picture of Patrick Dempsey as their id. At least I can look at him for awhile as it rings nonstop. It finally stops and then the voicemail tone comes on. I guess I could humor them and listen.
"Hey, Mer... It's Mark. Derek and I were wondering if you were coming back tonight? I guess we will see you when we see you." Mark said sadly. I think he was sad. I don't know why. All I ever do when I am over there is fuck Derek. And then Mark insults me with his bullshit. Yeah. Sad. And of course, it rings again.
"Hey, Mer... It's Derek... I thought maybe you would want to come over?" Derek says into the phone. "I was hoping you would want to come over... Anyway... Call back." Yeah, I bet her does want me to come over. He wants me to come over so that he can cum. That is all he wants. He wants a nice easy lay. Well... He can lay his ass down in his lonely bed and pound it until the cows come home. Finally, it rings again. Again!
"What?" I snap loudly. I am so tired of them calling and bothering me when I am busy studying. Okay... More like fantasizing about Derek's hard one in my tight pussy. Thinking about the way my warm cream feels when it envelopes his meaty member. I wasn't studying. I was dreaming. Happy dreams. Porny dreams.
"Whoa!" Derek says in shock as he hears me. "Are you mad?" He asks with a bit of concern in his voice. Hell yes I am mad. He has been calling nonstop for sex. Yes. Yes, asshole, I am mad.
"What do you want?" I growl as I flip the page in my book. As if I had been reading anything at all. I have only been thinking about his meat. I haven't read a sentence. "What is it that you need, Derek?" I ask quickly. I make sure to be rude. That is how I roll.
"Um... What?" Derek asks with confusion. I roll my eyes. He is either dumb. Or he is playing dumb. "What... I don't need anything. I was just wondering if you were coming over." He states quickly.
"And why were you wondering if I was coming over, Derek? Why would you care if I come over or not, Derek?" I ask again. I know why. I'm not stupid. He is thinking with his cock at the moment. He is thinking with the only part of his body that thinks.
"Um.. Are you okay, Mer?" Derek asks. I can tell that he wants to run. Hell, I would run. I would run from the crazy girl that is snapping at me. "You don't sound okay."
"You just want me to come over so you can fuck me. I'm not stupid, Derek. If that is what you want, just tell me. Just tell me you want to fuck me." I growl as I throw my book to the side.
"Well... Okay. I want you to come over so I can fuck you. I need a good fuck, and you are my fuck buddy. That is what we agreed, right? I mean, you wanted sex and no strings... So I am wanting sex." Derek says quickly. I think he is being sarcastic. I think I would whack him upside the head if I were there.
"Yes. That is what I agreed on!" I say loudly. Damn him. Now I need to one up him. Now I can't stay here and be quiet and alone. Now I need to fuck his brains out so he knows I don't care. I don't care. I just... I will not belittle myself. Shut up! "And I have no problem with that. I just wanted you to state what it was you wanted. You have. So if that is what you want, I will be over." I tell him quickly. Ha! Ha! I win.
"It's what I want." He says simply. If everything could only be this easy. Hey, I want a fuck. Okay, I'll be right over. Sounds good, see you in a few.
"I'm on my way. And Derek..." I say quickly before I flip my phone shut. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather assfuck Mark?" I laugh as I think about Mark bent over the bed, Derek nailing him hard. Ten inches up Marks ass. He deserves it. Rough. No lube.
"Fuck you, Mer." He jokes as he listens to what I said. "Don't worry, you are tight enough." He adds. I shake my head. He is such a needy little whore.
"I'm on my way. I hope everyone is asleep. I'm going to give you the fuck of a lifetime." I tell him happily. I am a fool. And a whore. And weak.
"No, it will be you who receives." Derek states boldly. I think it will be give and take. Should I take my whip? Probably.
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The ride in the Jeep was quiet. Usually I blare my music. Not tonight. Tonight I drive in silence. I can't help but think. I do a lot of thinking. A lot of thinking, but at the same time, no thinking at all. I am blank and thinking. It's hard to explain it to you. I guess I am just stewing. I am definitely kicking myself for being such an idiot. I am going over to fuck him when I told myself I wouldn't do it. Sometimes I am so damn stupid I think I should kick my own ass.
The house is dark and quiet. I am sure that everyone is asleep. I'm sure that no one will even know I snuck in. That does pose a small problem... How do I explain that I am there? Why did I come over so late. I can't state the obvious reason. I can't say it's because I wanted sex. Well, Grandma, because I wanted the lay of a lifetime. I think not.
I walk in the door silently. I am like a silent assassin. I'm stealth. I'm quiet. I creep down the stairs as quickly as I can. I could be anyone at this point. I could be Mark coming up to get a drink. As I hit the basement floor, I look around, waiting for something to pop out at me. My crop is firmly in my back pocket. It's more than ready to go. I sigh as I put my hand on the doorknob. I'm either really smart. Or really stupid.
baligncenterI've got this pleasant view
Late night working avenue
Never had the chance to love you
Never want to see you cry/align/b
"Take off your clothes and shut the door." Derek says with a heavy breath. I can't see him in the dark of the room, but he is there.
"Take off my clothes?" I tease as I stand there, my arms crossed against my chest. I'm not sure if he can see me, but I want him to know he is not the boss.
"Take off your clothes and shut the door." He repeats. I quickly reach behind me, shutting and locking the door. Derek walks up to me and smiles. He is completely naked. His hard manhood ready for me. His balls hanging and waiting for a ride. I can see it in the moonlight shining through the glass block window. He places his hands on the hem of my shirt and tugs it over my head. I like to let him think he is in control. "What is this?" He asks as he pulls the riding crop from my pants.
"I thought maybe I would need it?" I ask with a smirk. I know I will need it. Derek has been a very bad boy.
"I think I am the one that will be needing it... Using it on you." He says with a laugh as he tosses it to the side. I feel his fingers on the button of my jeans. He obviously has something in mind. Like I didn't know that. "You look nice." He says with a nod as he looks at my lacy bra and panties. Just scraps. Enough to cover the necessities and a bit of my ass. "Very nice."
"Hmm." I say with a slight smirk playing on my lips. Playing is so much fun. And to think, I had almost denied myself. "I think we need to have some fun." I tell him with a nod as I place my fingers on his chest.
baligncenterThank god it's quittin' time
Fuck me harder, kill the lights
Never had the chance to love you
Never want to see you cry
Never had the chance to love you
Hard cock, nasty mind
(Yeah, well c'mon, yeah)/align/b
It only takes Derek seconds to undo the clasp to my bra and pull it off. The thin lacy material is begging to be removed. He pulls it down my arms and tosses it somewhere across the room. I don't say a word. I don't move a muscle. I remain still as he massages my nipples with the palms of his hands. I feel my nipples turn into hard pebbles at his touch. Derek smirks as his hands run off my my breasts and down my sides. I feel him on my hips as he placing his fingers around the straps and tugs it down. I feel them slide down my legs and fall to the floor, where I kick them away.
"Get down on the floor." Derek says with a smile as he gives me a playful shove. "I think you may be in need of something."
"Oh really?" I ask as I stumble backward and look him in the eyes. "Why would I get on the floor?"
"Everyone knows the best fucks are on the floor." Derek jokes as he nods to the floor. I draw in a breath and take a seat on the floor. Derek walks over to the table and grabs one of those ob sleeves he calls a condom.
baligncenterTake off your clothes and shut the door
Pornographic monster on the floor
That's what you like, I'll cum some more
Don't you know we fuck for money
I'm a big-dick-motherfuckin' porno star/align/b
"I think we need to try something new." Derek points out as he looks down at me. "I think this is the most complicit I have ever seen you." He says with a laugh. Just for that I should really put up a fight. Too bad I want it so badly.
"Just do it, Derek. Fuck me right." I tell him as I spread my legs, ready for him to lay between.
"Oh... I will fuck you right." He says with a nod as he grabs my left leg. He runs his hands down my smooth flesh, careful to take only and inch at a time. He grazes my thigh as he places my leg over his left shoulder. Derek kneels, one knee on either side of my chest. "I'm lucky you are so flexible." He points out as he stretches my leg across and pushes my thigh down and back.
"Oh..." I moan as his fingers get dangerously close to my pussy. He notices my moan and runs his index finger up one wet lip and down the other. He stops in the middle and gently rubs my clit, causing me to jerk.
"Sensitive, are we?" He asks with a smile as I continually pull away. "I guess you need something else right now." He tells me as he grasps his cock and rubs the head against my slick wet slit. I smile as I feel the sensation.
"Yes, Derek... That's it." I agree with a smile as I look down at his ample cock. "Just do it, Derek. Just give it to me." I beg as I stretch myself as best I can. Derek smirks as he places his cock against the opening of my vagina.
baligncenterIn my face, on top again
A dead lay lover never wins
Never had the chance to love you
Never want to see you cry/align/b
"Is this what you want?" Derek asks as he rubs me as hard and fast as he can with his cock. I nod my head exuberantly, bearing down and waiting for his thick manhood to enter me. Derek gently slides in, filling me to the brink. "Damn... You are tight." He grunts as he feels my tight walls around him.
"Wow...God, Derek!" I spit as I feel his veiny member teasing my core. He sets off every nerve ending in my body. "You... Hard and thick. So hard and thick." I point out as I grasp his thighs. Derek places on hand on my right side for stability and the other around my leg, grasping my left side.
"Oh...Yeah, Mer... Oh yeah." Derek moans as he pulls out and drives back in, stimulating my whole core. I grasp his thigh tight in pleasure and pain. His thickness and length are almost too much for me, but I take it and I take it greedily.
"Oh... Derek... Oh god... That is- A little faster." I tell him as I move my hips along with his. I have little room to work, but I am making it go. I need him to fill me and I need to be able to regulate what I want. "Oh... Oh... Shallow. Right there." I tell him with a nod as I caress his thigh.
"There?" He asks as he takes shallow stabs into my core, being soft and gentle.
"Oh yes... That is it." I agree as I feel myself breaking out into a sweat. I can feel the warm dampness on Derek's flesh. It is taking so much out of our bodies.
"I have to do it harder." Derek warns as the animal takes over in him. He gets in position and takes driving force into my core. I feel like he is going to tear me apart, and yet the quickness of his pace has me reeling.
baligncenterThe best fuck you'll ever have
A good job from a workin' man
Never had the chance to love you
Never want to see you cry
Never had the chance to love you
Hard cock, suicide/align/b
"Oh...Oh...Oh...Oh... Damn it... I'm there. I can't stop it." I tell him as I drive my hips into him. I need him to fill me. Part of me needs him to hurt me. He needs to tear me in two so that I know he really wants this. I stop breathing so I can feel it. I pause as I feel him drive into me with such force and passion. "Oh, there...Hard. Oh god yes! Oh...My... Oh...Oh...Ah..." I pant as I feel the wave come over me. I can't do anything but lay there. I feel the crash as my body starts to pulsate, everything twitching wildly.
"Oh, fuck... I'm there. I'm going to blow!" Derek shouts. I feel his pulsating cock start to shoot his creamy white cum into the condom. Derek ceases motion and closes his eyes as he feels his body come down from the climax that just too him over. He continues to spurt as I continue to milk him.
"Uh huh... I like that position." I say with a nod, my eyes closed. I am exhausted.
"It is good. Very good." He agrees as he stays there. We like good. But what is better than good? Great. And what is better than great? Superb. And what is better than superb? Excellent. It goes on. I think tonight we will go down the list. We need to figure out what the best really is.
baligncenterTake off your clothes and shut the door
Pornographic monster on the floor
That's what you like, I'll cum some more
Don't you know we fuck for money
I'm a big-dick-motherfuckin' porno star/align/b
"I'm glad you came back." Derek tells me as he pants. I lay on my back and look over. I really am glad I came back. I needed to cum. I needed that release. It makes me human. It reminds me that I am alive.
"Mmm..." I moan. I really don't want to answer him. I'd rather not talk. Why do guys have to ruin things by talking?
"I mean... Can you imagine just being here sleeping. Why sleep when you can do this?" He asks as he rolls me over onto his chest. "Why sleep when you can fuck?"
"You make a good point." I agree as lay on his chest and look into his blue eyes. "Why not play with the toy?" I ask with a nod.
It's true. Nearly everyone has this toy. There is a toy on your body. Just a little manipulation by yourself or by someone else and you can free-fall into pure pleasure. How can you not want to do that? How could you not want to play with that toy nonstop. Occasionally I am fearful that I will break the toy. If my toy never worked again, I have no idea how I would survive.
"That is true. I say we play all night. We have a playground right here in front of us." Derek tells me with a smile as he sucks on my neck. "And that includes one tight little pussy and a big cock."
"It does." I say with a smile as I run my leg against his cock. I want him hard. I want him to want me. I need him to want me. Just physically. It's just that physical need that I must have. "And as much as you love floor sex... My back needs a bed." I groan as I try to crack it.
"Why don't you go get on the bed? I think it's my turn to have some fun." He says with a nod. I laugh at him. He is such a dork. What is he going to do, lick me to death. He is such a little pussy.
"Fun for you, huh?" I ask as I pull myself to my feet. "Derek... You are..." I say as I roll off of him. "You're lucky I am such a willing participant." I tell him as I walk away. I will let him have his fun. I usually play boss, but I am willing to lay there and let him bang me for awhile. Quiet honestly, our recent game has me a bit tired, and just laying there waiting for my pleasure sounds like a good thing. I slowly crawl on the bed and close my eyes. I really could fall asleep right now.
"Okay..." Derek moans as he walks to the bed. I can hear him nearing. I can hear his heavy breathing. I am waiting for his tongue in all my favorite places. I am waiting for the fun. That is not what I find. I feel him cover my body with his. Then I feel him grab my wrists.
"What the hell are you doing?" I snap as I try to rip my hands away. "Derek!" I whine as he begins to tie me down. That fucker. I should have known he would pull something like this. "Stop! You can't do that!"
"Oh... But I can. I'm bigger. I'm stronger. And you deserve this. You have been a bad girl." He says with a smirk. That asshole. When he unleashes me, I will slap that smile off of his face. I will beat him to oblivion. I will make him wish he had assfucked Mark. "Can't forget the feet." He adds as he creeps down and binds my feet.
"Are you kidding me?" I growl as I lay there, sprawled out for him, with no control. I need control. I can't live without control. "I hate you."
"You like this." He says with a laugh. "And I am thinking... Maybe I should go upstairs and leave you lay here like you left me? Do you remember that?" He asks with a smile.
"Fuck you." I spit as he walks away. I swear, if he leaves, his ass is grass. His ass is dead. I will break this bed getting out of it. I will break the bed and run after him and I will hurt him. I will hurt him badly.
"You are funny. You can dish it... But you can't take it." He tells me as he picks up my crop. That damn crop. How the hell did I forget it? My stupid ass left it unattended. Never leave your whip unattended. Everyone knows you don't leave your whip unattended. Now, I have left my whip unattended and here he is in control of my whip. He is a rotten bastard.
"Don't touch my crop!" I growl as I look at it. Of course I chose the crop. Not the bat. It's the crop. The one that hurts more when you use it.
"What will you do about it, Mer?" He asks with a chuckle as he climbs on the bed with me. "Just what are you going to do about it? You can't stop me."
"You are an asshole. You are a fucking asshole." I spit as I thrash my body. I have to get loose.
"You're not strong enough." He says with a laugh. "You can't get loose...Why do you even try?" He asks as he runs the smooth leather over my leg. I have to just take it. I can just take it. I can take it. I can take the pain. I'm used to pain. I like pain. I love pain.
"Bring it on, bitch." I spit as I look into his eyes. I can take it, and I will enjoy it.
"Bitch? Did you just call me bitch?" He asks in shock. I'm not too sure why he is in shock. He shouldn't be in shock. I will call him whatever he wants. I have to win. I call him a bitch, I win. I win. I am the winner. And if he whips me, I will take it. I have to win.
"Yes. I called you a bitch. You are a pussy, Derek. A little fucking pussy. I'll say whatever I want to you..." I sneer. "What are you doing to do about it?" I asked with a raised brow. I have a feeling that was the wrong thing to say.
