Sinful Urges

Rated M

Fandom: Total Drama series

Pairing: Trent/Courtney

Characters: Trent, Courtney, Gwen

Summary: Courtney is relaxing in the comfort of her own home during her day off when she somehow gets a good look at her next door neighbor. This brings in some interesting urges inside the former C.I.T. that she can't wait to let out on her prey.

Disclaimer: Don't own anything involved with the Total Drama series, other than the fact that the franchise and characters are really owned by FreshTV, Jennifer Pertsch and Tom McGillis. Since I'm such a mark for Trent, here's a nice spicy little smutfic I know you're all gonna love involving our favorite guitar-playing cool guy. And just to make things interesting, I'm pairing him with Courtney in this story, so expect this story to be quite naughty as it is. Sorry to all Trent/Gwen fans who are going to be highly disappointed, but hey, its life and we got no choice but to accept it. What can I say, this is possibly a fanon one-shot with just a little sprinkle of canon of course. So enjoy!

Disclaimer 2: Once again, I don't own anything so lets leave it at that. And all characters are over 18 just in case if you want to know.

A bottle containing what seemed to be coming from a Smirnoff Ice was poured down through a round 8-ounce glass with ice cubes, making the drink stone cold as ever. That's exactly how Courtney loved most of her drinks whenever she was on her days off. And thankfully, this Saturday morning actually turned out to be one of those day offs for the former CIT herself. Whenever she wasn't busy at her job downtown in a law firm, she would have a day to herself just by kicking back on a Saturday Morning, sitting back in her chair and sipping a drink from her favorite brand of booze (which was weird considering Courtney wasn't much of a drinker unless if she made one exception). And to set the mood, put on some smooth jazz as a way to set the tone for her day. For Courtney, this week was nothing more than Smirnoff Ice Blue Raspberry and Frank Sinatra. Just perfect for her.

Right now, she felt the cold stream of blue raspberry sip all the way down her throat, leaving her to reply to herself with a calm sigh, "I so needed this day off…"

Despite being in the zone with her drink and her music though, she felt a cold chill shiver all around her spine, making her feel chilly all around her body despite the fact Courtney felt a bit comfortable wearing skin-tight black pants and a tight skin-tight purple t-shirt.

"Okay, I really need to crack a window here…" Courtney reminded herself before getting off the couch.

She immediately walked over to the nearest living room window, much to her very odd luck, looked through the window and noticed a strange scene obviously coming from next door. Apparently, this 'scene' Courtney appeared to be looking at immediately caught her interest. This wasn't just any kind of scene however.

The scene she was looking at involved her next door neighbor, Trent, who was busy working on one of his motorcycles as usual whenever he wasn't working on his music inside of his own house. Instead of his usual everyday clothes that he wore on occasion however, Trent wore what seemed to be a gray tank-top with black jeans and boots, with his tank-top showing off the rest of his muscular arms. They looked so lean and cut like the abs he had formed inside that cotton-covered shirt of his. Just the thought of that less-than-pure image was more than enough to make Courtney bite her tongue in sexual desperation.

"Mmmmm… Momma likes what she sees…" She thought to herself thinking of how damn sexy Trent looked in those clothes if his. It was a good fit for him especially when Courtney got a good look at that sweat gleaming around his arms. It was almost like he stepped out from a gym looking all ripped after a hour-long workout full of lifting weights. Oh, how Courtney wanted to gaze onto those arms and feel them much to her enjoyment.

She continued to enjoy the sight for a good few minutes before Courtney caught a glimpse of Trent's wife Gwen entering outside to join her husband.

"Oh, great… there goes my fun now…" Courtney thought yet again, replying with an annoyed groan.

It was to no surprise Courtney had always hated Gwen during their days in the Total Drama franchise, most notably her time in both Total Drama Action and World Tour where Gwen ended up butting in her relationship with then ex-boyfriend Duncan. Fortunately, the two of them broke up during Total Drama All Stars, but even so, she never ever forgot the emotional pain Courtney had to suffer from that breakup. And the thought of that still made her angry and pissed off to the point that even to this day, she still never forgave Duncan at all. And who could blame her?

The truth was still clear that Courtney never liked Gwen, nor did she ever wanted to be her friend at all. Even during their time on TDAS when Gwen wanted to make things right with her, Courtney still had the urge not to forgive her despite all that she did. Even to this day, the former CIT had dreams of herself beating up Gwen until she couldn't stand up or let alone walk, and even put her in a number of submission holds until she submitted or passed out. And sometimes after beating Gwen, she would humiliate her in every worst way possible. Oh, how that would bring out such ultimate delight to her.

But right now, all Courtney had to do was listen to their conversation from the inside, even lending her hand right to her ear to get a close-up of what the two were saying to each other.

"Bye, Trent, I gotta get to my art exhibit." Gwen said, kissing Trent right by his cheek.

"Knock them dead for me, babe." Trent nodded, "You're definitely gonna impress those fellow artists."

Hearing what she heard from the two caught Courtney's attention once more, leaving her to think out loud, "Whoa, Gwen's leaving the house? And Trent's all by himself for the day? Perfect…"

A slightly evil grin soon appeared on Courtney's face not too long ago, forcing her to leave the window and rush right over to her bedroom, all while finding a way to figure out how to have Trent all by herself with Gwen out of the picture. And what better way to do that was to dress in something so revealing and off-guard that it would catch Trent by surprise? That's definitely what Courtney had in mind all along.

And that plan was about to go into motion once Courtney opened up her dress closet and let out another smirk, "Oh, now that looks good. That'll be sure to satisfy Trent."

A good full fifteen minutes had passed since Gwen left for her art exhibit, which gave Trent plenty enough time to handle one of his motorcycles all to himself. All while the tune of "Dancing Days" by Led Zeppelin blasted all through the small sound-speaker he installed by himself in the garage. If there was anything Trent loved more than writing music all to himself, it was nothing more than fixing up a souped up Harley set to some mid-70s classic rock. Right now, Trent was taking care polishing up a piston that he found to be both rusty and dirty.

"Okay, just a little polish would do the trick…" The guitarist muttered to himself while managing to scrape off the rust attached to the metallic piston. It was hard work of course, but with hastening time, he found it to be a cakewalk in his opinion. Trent analyzed the entire piston yet again and looked quite impressed by the work he did getting the rust right off with a smile, "All right, looks mighty good…"

"It sure does."

"AGH!" Trent yelped, being spooked out of the stool he was sitting in. It also forced him to nearly lose control of the piston he was holding in his hands, which thankfully, he clung onto it long enough not to make it drop.

The guitarist's heart palpitated long enough for him to set his piston down and turn right around to the one standing right in front of Trent right now: Courtney.

"Oh Courtney, you frightened the hell out of me." Trent chuckled a bit in relief.

"I know, right? I have that effect on people." Courtney nodded, all while wearing what seemed to be a purple v-cut tank top, a low rise mini nylon black skirt and such stylish high-heels that made her look a lot like a stripper. "Anyway, I didn't mean to scare you or anything, but I figured you could use a little bit of company since your wife's gone for the time-being."

"Yeah, I do have to admit it gets a little lonely here all by myself." The guitarist nodded with yet another chuckle. He then looked completely up and down at the surprising attire Courtney sported out by replying, "By the way, I've never really seen you dress like that before in my life."

"Well, I decided to change up my style a bit since I kinda got tired of that usual lawyer look." Courtney said with a shrug.

"Whatever it is, I actually kinda dig it." Trent nodded with approval.

Courtney let out a small giggle herself, "Glad you appreciate my style."

However, it was also at the same time that Trent found himself staring endlessly at Courtney's incredibly smokin' hot body, which complimented the form of her fitting attire right to an automatic T. Even though Trent found himself to be a married man, he had to admit that Courtney looked 100% more sexier than his current wife. He couldn't get himself wrong though. Gwen was hot too, but once Courtney appeared in front of him wearing that revealing outfit of hers, all of those facts involving Gwen were thrown completely out of the window.

In fact, Trent can feel his own mind playing "Strutter" by KISS in the background, which had to be quite the perfect song to best describe Courtney 100%. Either that or it probably had to be the exact same song that was playing on the sound system.

Courtney somehow felt him zone out a bit saying, "Um, Trent? You there?"

"Oh, um, sorry about that." Trent said, chuckling a bit embarrassingly before his nose started to sniff out something chocolatey, "What's that smell by the way?"

"Oh, you noticed the tray of brownies I'm holding." Courtney replied, "Yeah, they're chocolate peanut butter brownies. Used actual pieces of both M&M's and Reese's Pieces just to make it a little more crunchy."

Trent immediately noticed the tray of brownies Courtney was holding around in her hands, forcing him to ask, "May I?"

"Of course, help yourself." Courtney nodded, allowing the guitarist to take a brownie from the tray.

It didn't take too long for Trent to chow down the entire brownie in his mouth, making him feel the M&M's and Reese's Pieces swim all around his mouth in delicious ecstasy. It was indeed a combination of crunchy and chewy in Trent's mind, and it was kind of a taste that literally melted in his mouth. He was nevertheless impressed by her style of cooking and what she went through to make that tasty treat by herself.

Courtney asked with such curiosity, "So what do you think?"

"Well, hot damn, this is actually fucking good." Trent chuckled with his mouth full, "Better than the brownies my wife cooks for me."

Courtney let out a smirk saying, "I always keep them warm at all times just to keep the brownies smooth."

"I think you did a fine, good job with them." He said with his mouth still full.

"Indeed, I did." Courtney nodded before suggesting to him, "So you wanna take a break from all this work and chat with me for a bit on the couch?"

"Sure, I need a break anyway." He nodded, all before getting out of his stool.

Courtney then followed him out of the garage and entered right into the living room where it was filled with nothing more than gothic-styled art pieces. Of course, it was no surprise that it had to come from Gwen herself since those pictures of hers made Courtney seethe in anger, but she just had to keep up a straight face for Trent's sake regardless as the two finally met up with each other right by his favorite sofa.

She set the tray of brownies by the coffee table before looking at Trent face-first and smiled, "You want me to get you a beverage or anything?"

"Oh, a Smirnoff Ice will do." Trent replied, "Was kinda suggesting milk, but we sorta ran out."

"Coming right up." The former C.I.T. nodded as she walked into the kitchen, mostly coming after the refrigerator to wear to her luck, two bottles of Smirnoff Ice Blue Raspberry were sitting on top of the glass panel.

Courtney grabbed them off the panel instantly and shut the fridge door right away all before joining up with Trent on the nice comfortable couch. She watched with interest as she saw Trent open up the bottle with his bare hands, taking a swig at the smooth texture that was the booze itself.

"Can't believe we like the same drink, huh?" Courtney raised her eyebrow with a smirk.

"I never knew you liked this stuff yourself, " Trent said with curiosity, "Heck, I didn't know you were a drinker."

"I'm not, but sometimes it can't hurt to indulge in some booze once in a while." Courtney shrugged.

"I know, right? We've known each other since Total Drama, and for some reason, we never knew we had some things in common that we both like." Trent said while taking another sip.

"Like the fact that we're both skilled at music, got cheated out of both of our relationships and the fact that we both like Smirnoff Ice Raspberry Blue?" Courtney asked again.

Trent shrugged back by saying, "Yeah, I guess you can call it that. I don't know why, but I feel a sip like this is just the thing I need whenever I have problems."

"I know that feeling." Courtney said with a big groan.

The two managed to share a bit of a peaceful silence before Trent spoke up with another sip, "So… some kind of day this is for us, huh? My wife's gone for a few days and I'm busy as hell trying to soup up my hog the best that I can."

"You think you have it bad?" Courtney raised an eyebrow, "Look at my life, it's been pretty much a good several years since I've been in a relationship that lasted longer than my dates. Most of them lasted like a few months!"

"Yeah, you're right, maybe you got it worse." Trent said, literally holding out a chuckle.

Courtney took yet another sip from her glass before getting an up-close and personal look at his muscular sweat-filled arms, which was getting her hot and bothered all while not showing those urges right in front of him.

She immediately pointed out in wonder, "Anyway, I'm impressed how big your arms got throughout these years."

"So you noticed, huh?" Trent chuckled again, "Must either be the constant guitar playing or probably because I like going to the gym for some reason."

"Well, you've always been known to entertain a crowd." The former CIT turned lawyer said with a smile.

"Thanks, I really appreciate that." Trent nodded.

Courtney then asked him permissively, "Soooo… you gonna flex for me or what?"

"Well, since you asked nicely… sure." Trent nodded yet again before setting his glass on the table.

He then with a deep breath flexed his arm right in front of her as tightly as he ever could, which sent the hormones inside Courtney skyrocketing to mega heights to which she had never felt before.

"Oh… my… god… that is soooooo hot." Courtney thought to herself, all while staring at his arms in complete awe at the same time.

Trent brought his arm down as he said with a smirk, "There you go, a little bit of the gun show I gave to you."

"I'm not gonna lie, that was so worth it." Courtney nodded with satisfaction, "I can't believe Gwen out of all people married you just for that."

Trent shrugged before saying, "Well, I definitely wouldn't say that to be honest. I mean, she mostly dug me for my music, my style, my looks, you get the idea."

"I see," Courtney said before she scooted closer to him, feeling very relaxed as he raised her eyebrow at him, "Have you ever wondered if your wife is still faithful to you?"

"Well we have been married for almost three years now, and I can guarantee that she would never hide anything from me." Trent said with a simple shake of his head, "I mean, come on, that's just preposterous."

Courtney said with a simple nod, "Huh, so you never notice how Gwen's always been far away from you for a few days most of the time?"

"To be fair, she's only been doing it the past few months now," Trent replied, feeling a little uncertainty in his heart. "And I will admit that sometimes, it kinda worries me a bit even though I try not to think about the thoughts of Gwen cheating behind my back."

Courtney in her mind immediately knew how nervous Trent was at this point, so she decided to scooch a little in order to get even more closer to him.

"Well… what if she did…?" Courtney raised her eyebrow again.

"I…" Trent stammered a bit, taking a brief pause before saying, "I just don't know…"

Courtney then replied with an understanding tone, "You know, maybe if I were yours, I know I wouldn't cheat behind your back."

The guitarist still felt confused as usual, "Well… I mean, I understand you're kinda concerned about me, but–"

Trent struggled through his sentence midway before his voice was cut off by the feeling of Courtney's lips trapping him in an unexpected kiss, leaving the guitarist surprised out of nowhere that someone so vivaciously sexy like Courtney would make a move on him. There was something so powerful about that kiss that made Trent a little bit breathless yet at the same time feel guilty about what he was enjoying. In a bit of a reflux move, Trent separated herself for a little bit all while replying with yet a nervous chuckle.

"Whoa… Courtney, you know I can't do this…"

"Why not?" Courtney said with her eyebrow teasingly raised, "Your wife won't know if we have a little fun."

"Uh, look, don't get me wrong about you. I mean you're pretty hot with the way you're dressed and all," Trent said with a brief pause, "But please understand that I'm pretty much a married man, and I find it very…"

It wasn't long before his voice started to drift off in a breathless manner, only to realize he found the bulge in his pants being groped and gripped by the palm of Courtney's entire hand. It wasn't a forceful grip of course, but it was rather a gentle massage and caress at the least. One so soft and smooth that it made Trent let out a small, minor moan filled with pleasure despite him trying his best to resist.

"Ohhhhhh, man…" He said with a chilling manner, all before thinking to himself, "Okay, I know this feels wrong to do this… but damn it, this feels good."

"See, there's no denying me for long…" Courtney whispered at him with a flirtatious wink, "You know you want all of this and nothing else…"

"Oh god, help me…" Trent nodded to her, submitting to the feeling of Courtney's entire touch.

It was that kind of touch that made the guitarist finally succumb to her charms, leading Courtney to climb up towards Trent's lap and kiss him even more passionately to her advantage. There was no doubt Trent could not escape this type of stranglehold Courtney's lips had on him, and thankfully, he didn't need to at this point considering how good this kiss was. The longer the kiss between the two lasted, the faster Trent's thoughts about his wife Gwen faded right out of his brain and into existence. Right now, the only thoughts that were flooding his brain was the image of his hands caressing her skirt-covered rump with a nice gentle squeeze.

With the way Trent grasped onto that booty in mere seconds, he had to admit that Courtney's entire booty proved to have more plumpy goodness than the one Gwen had in his entire opinion. Oh, how he wanted to know what she looked like without that skirt on. But with how Courtney was teasing him in her favor, all Trent had to do was wait with such patience. This intense make out session lasted for a few good minutes before Courtney broke out of his lips and sat Trent back on the couch, forcing him to watch in complete awe as Courtney undid her tank-top in front of him. And watch in awe he did as Trent found himself captivated at the sight of Courtney's plump EE-cup chest exposed to him front and center.

"Fuck, those look great…" He whispered up to Courtney, all while enjoying the sight long enough for him to get working on her chest right away. Trent wasted no time clutching onto her supple cleavage with his hands while his tongue closed in on that right center nipple, teasing it off with just one simple lick. The chilling feeling made it more than enough for Courtney to moan very sweetly as a result, driving her totally crazy that she wanted to relish in this kind of ecstatic feeling. Trent managed to keep this feeling going when one of his hands that was clutching onto her breasts proceeded to massage themselves around Courtney's tan-colored orbs, therefore giving her the goosebumps she needed to make those tits of hers erect in an instant. It had only been an entire good three minutes, yet in that entire three minutes alone, Trent was already satisfying Courtney in complete record time. Yet, despite all of that, Trent felt like in his lust-covered heart that he wanted to offer a little more to her than she wanted.

In the midst of all this though, Courtney strangely felt her panty covered crack being brushed up by the feeling of Trent's big bulge poking from his pants, as if it were looking to break out of the denim that it was trapped in. Courtney noticed it from her end, which made her break into a seductive smile that instantly won Trent over from the minute she looked up into her face.

"Well, I see we're feeling a little frisky, aren't we? Let's see what you've got hiding under there…" Courtney said with a little smirk before getting off his lap to give Trent some breathing room.

The guitarist would definitely find no time to breathe on his own though (not that he would care anyway) as he saw the sight of Courtney getting right on her knees and undoing his belt and zipper altogether in the process. What would soon follow after that was the look on Courtney's face being captivated and impressed by the complete sight of Trent's nine-inch phallus emerging from the denim-filled depths that was from his pants itself. No wonder that with such height like that, nine definitely proved to be Trent's lucky number in his opinion.

"Mmmmm… I'm definitely gonna have fun with you for sure…" Courtney spoke up to Trent with a flirtatious wink in between, all while grasping onto his studded cock so tightly that it made hips react with just one single spasm.

He held onto his seat long enough just to see Courtney's tongue swirl around the head of his cock, fluttering all around just to make Trent's entire groin tickle with such excitement. But it soon exploded with such ecstasy once Courtney's entire mouth slipped all the way down onto his member, fitting every single inch of him into her mouth before sliding all the way up and plunging back down again repeating the process tenfold. Trent found this feeling to be wet yet so relaxing that it found himself feeling laid-back from this amazing lust-ridden moment, wondering how good Courtney's entire head-giving skills were at this point. Needless to say, it left the guitarist impressed from head-to-toe.

"Ohhh, god… that feels so good…" Trent replied with a relaxing moan, complimenting Courtney's skills all at the same time. She continuously kept this momentum going in her favor, now bobbing her head up and down even more just to set in a furious pace. Such incredible speed like that would have been enough to make Courtney's entire mouth suffer from a severe case of sore mouth/throat, yet it hardly mattered to her at all as it provided Trent enough pleasure to keep him under control for what Courtney would have planned for him next.

This such delicious cock-sucking would last another few minutes before Courtney's mouth let go of his member with such a single "POP" that Trent found infectious to hear. Realizing that her chest was standing very close to his polished phallus, Trent found himself relaxed even more as he saw Courtney wrap her ample cleavage all around his polished member like a vice grip, all before she proceeded to shift her cleavage up and down in order to get his polished member hot and bothered. It felt tight at first for Trent considering the fact that his precious cock was being crushed aside by Courtney's combined breast mass, but nevertheless, this feeling felt very divine for him as time went on. Just this exact feeling was more than enough to make Trent ooze out a portion of pre-cum, which Courtney found out right away with her own two eyes leading her to lick it right off in order to make Trent shudder out another moan in the process. At this point, Trent was finding himself unable to contain himself any further from the satisfaction he was getting so far. Courtney continued to keep moving her chest around his member as gloriously as she could before Trent felt his groin jerk out with a tremendous sensation, "Oh goddamnit, I'm gonna cum…!"

It was there that Courtney managed to trap her mouth around the head of his cock just in the nick of time, right before Trent blew out a load so explosive and monstrous that nearly sent him right out of this wound. The entire room around the guitarist started to spin out crazily in response as Trent blew out load after load down Courtney's entire throat, leading her to gulp down an entire gallon of his precious manseed on one large sitting. Yeah, Courtney had to admit the taste was a bit thick and oily in her standards, but to her, Trent tasted like the most precious honey ever to taste her prized lips in such a long time. She engorged in this forbidden taste a bit more longer before Courtney let go of his member with another pop.

"You totally taste delicious." She looked up at Trent with a naughty smirk.

"I do, do I?" Trent chuckled, all while trying to catch his breath in the process.

"Indeed," Courtney nodded before adding, "And now that I got you wet, we can finally get to the good stuff."

Trent found himself anticipating to see what Courtney meant by that, but of course, it wouldn't take Trent long enough to find out when he noticed Courtney's hands messing all around with her skirt in order to straight up tease him again. The raven-haired guitarist had little less time to prepare himself for such an occasion like this, but he didn't need to bother with such an erotic display so hot, heavy and captivating like this. He found his heart ready to be taken away once he saw Courtney slip down both her skirt and panties in one single sitting, letting him gaze down perfectly at the sight of her previously shaved womanhood looking to take his cock with her. And although Trent couldn't see it from her standpoint, he envisioned the sight of Courtney's bare rump smoldering around in his brain as something his dirty little mind wanted to anticipate next. But for right now, all Trent wanted to focus on was the scene of Courtney's precious little groin sitting all the way down on his studded member, feeling locked in and ready to take off.

With her firm glutes trapping his massive cock in her vaginal net, Courtney proceeded to work her hips back and forth set to a hypnotic beat. One that sounded so sultry, so bass-inducing, and so wonderful that Trent immediately felt her tremors starting to beat down on his phallus non-stop. He no doubt met that beat with his as Trent immediately thrusted up her wet slit with pure gusto, making Courtney's supple ass rumble, shake and twerk even more with such violent velocity.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh, that feels so good!" She cried out with a satisfied smile, all while hanging onto Trent tightly as she could with each single upward thrust given to her. Their respective loins moved so gently like a stream in the ocean yet furious like a raging sea the moment Trent continuously thrusted up the former C.I.T. to his liking and pleasure. This had to be the hardest, most intense ride Courtney's entire hips had to be part of, in which all of this twerking tired her out a bit. Yet she vowed to keep on rocking as further as she could no matter how sore those shapely hips were getting to be for her.

Despite Trent having the upper hand in this cautious ride though, Courtney knew she had to outdo him every step of the way. She took a complete stop for just a second, getting off his lap for a complete second before finally turning right around much to Trent's delight. And what a delight it was for Trent as he finally got the chance to glance at Courtney's exposed rear like the flawless masterpiece it was. So fleshy, so plump and so juicy like an apple.

"Damn, I'm enjoying this…" He thought to himself yet again, just long enough to see that curvy tanned rump tease down around the head of his cock.

Courtney wasted no time slamming her ass down on him with a nice hard thud, one so thunderous that it caught the guitarist right by surprise. Trent relaxed himself yet again watching Courtney work her hips once more, repeatedly slamming up and down all nine inches of him so hard that it made it impossible for Trent to feel his own groin in the process. He hardly ever cared at all since the feeling continued to be more lustful and magical for him.

"Oh man, you're so tight…" He grunted out to her, trying not to be affected by Courtney's vicious hip poundings for a second. No doubt they were vicious in Trent's mind though as it continued to crash down on him harder and harder and harder. Courtney had now officially taken control of this exotic sex-filled ride and she planned to take it all the way to the limit. The satisfied guitarist's eyes had continued to fixate all around her jiggling ass, which increased the vibrations due to the hard tremors caused by her hypnotic twerking motions. She was no doubt pounding those hips onto him right to the ground like a hammer driving a nail with such violent force. And as much fun as Trent was having getting dominated like this, he in his mind felt like he still had a little juice left in that tank of his.

He immediately changed the momentum in his favor by hanging onto Courtney's supple hips and turning her over on all fours, leaving her in such a position that made her felt like a pretty little canine in heat begging to take it all in. In Trent's mind, that's what he exactly planned to do just that by teasing her curvy rump once more just by the end of his studded member, anticipating what was gonna come next for the ex-C.I.T. herself.

"Don't keep me waiting, Trent, just put it in me already!" He pleaded to him.

Trent then replied with a bit of a snicker, "You've got it, babe…"

Courtney prepared herself big time as she felt his entire length push through her with such a gentle scrape, leading her to grab onto the couch cushions tightly as Trent proceeded to pace her hips back and forth into her repeatedly. At first, he started out slow and smooth just as a way to build up momentum, but as the seconds passed however, the thrusting would then start to pace and strengthen with time making this exciting feeling for Courtney much more sore than it had to be. It had to be expected though since Trent continued to display that animal magnetism that Courtney found enduring and erotic.

However, all of this hard intensity of thrusting would soon start to take its toll around Trent's entire body, leaving him to dehydrate as a result. If that had to be the case out of all of this, then Trent planned to finish out strong in a blaze of glory. He had to push out hard and strong in order to make that happen despite the fact that his sliding member was currently being clenched in tightly by Courtney's strong vaginal rosebuds. That same exact feeling forced Trent to leak out pre-cum once more, leading him very close to his climax yet again. He was about to feel it coming, and feel it coming.

"Ugh… Courtney, I'm getting close…" He shouted with a violent grunt.

Courtney clenched in as hard she could into the couch when all of a sudden, she felt his seed erupt inside her full-blast with just a big single jolt. But then, it turned into several jolts, leading Trent to fill Courtney's womb all the way up to the top like a full glass of water. Just filling it up all the way to the top before the liquid would eventually drip all the way down to the glass. And Trent's erected cock became that exact crystal glass itself. The orgasm proved to be so strong that it made Trent collapse on the couch, feeling very exhausted, worn out and all out beat from all of the intense sex he had delivered to Courtney just now.

At that point, it made Courtney lay out a very satisfied smile around her face in return, saying to Trent with a smirk, "Mmmmm, you were quite good."

"I'm not lying, you totally brought that in me." Trent said, trying to catch his breath in the process.

Courtney raised her eyebrow before saying, "I did, huh?"

"Oh yeah! That was the best sex I've ever had," Trent admitted to her face, "You're a lot better lover then my wife is."

"I know I am." Courtney nodded, all while redressing herself in the process.

While she did so however, the C.I.T. turned lawyer instantly had an idea in mind, "So Trent, since your wife isn't gonna be home for a few days, how about we spend the whole weekend at my place? Just you and me and a whole lot of Smirnoff Ice between us?"

"As long as you keep making me those delicious brownies, I'm game." Trent nodded, therefore accepting her offer.

Courtney then nodded back. "Consider it done. And just so your wife doesn't catch onto our affair, I'll help you clean up here."

"Sounds good to me." Trent smiled back at her in return.

The two sealed it off with another kiss before both Trent and Courtney straightened up long enough to clean up everything from the wild sex the two had with each other. No doubt Courtney's main objective was accomplished from the start. She managed to lure Trent into her sexual trap, and Trent had no choice but to be caught into her clutches at the very end. He had no problem with that as long as his wife didn't need to know about all of this. After all, this was all due to the urges that Courtney had to let out all over him. Trent was willing to oblige every single step of the way.

It might have been very sinful to both, but the two knew deep down this kind of lust Trent and Courtney unleashed on each other was worth it.

Epilogue

During the time that Gwen was gone however, Trent and Courtney had spent the whole entire weekend with each other. They managed to spend their entire Saturday down at an extravagant resort somewhere in Vancouver, where Courtney was now relaxing around in a beach chair getting her tan on a sunny balcony. It wouldn't be long before Trent eventually joined her with two glasses full of Smirnoff Ice Blue Raspberry in his hand.

"How are you feeling?" Trent smirked as she handed her the glass.

Courtney took the glass chandelier out of his hands and smirked out, "Just like heaven. So glad I brought you out here."

"Hey, I can't stay stuffed inside my house all of the time," Trent replied while taking a seat next to her, "I mean, I gotta go break free a little loose."

"You're telling me." Courtney sighed, all while taking in more of the sun's sweet rays.

The two enjoyed their peace for another good minute before Trent gazed right into her face with a smile, "You know, you're quite something else, babe. Gwen literally doesn't treat me to a weekend quite like this."

"Well, if the two of you don't quite work out, you know where to find me and all." Courtney nodded, "I'll draw up the divorce papers in no time and we can get it done just in case. I'll make sure you'll be fine scot-free."

"That's all I definitely need." Trent nodded before raising his glass to Courtney and asked, "To us?"

Before Courtney could even ask Trent those very same words however, Trent's cell phone rang immediately in the middle of their toasting, leaving him to break out in a groan.

"Oh great, I'm gonna have to answer this…" The guitarist muttered out to himself before answering the call right away.

Much to his shock however, he immediately identified the voice that was speaking to him throughout the phone:

"Hey Trent, figured I'd come by to check up on you."

"Oh, Gwen…!" He yelped, realizing the caller was his wife Gwen. Courtney kept herself quiet long enough for Trent to come up with a nervous chuckle before lying under his teeth, "Um, I'm doing quite great. Just me working on the bike as always."

"Well, nice to hear that." Gwen nodded before saying, "Look, I just wanted to call you and let you know that I'm probably gonna come home a little late tomorrow since my car kinda got into a little bit of an accident. Someone kinda rear ended me and didn't stop where they were looking."

"Oh man, that really sucks. I hope you get yourself better and all." Trent nodded.

"Don't worry about me, I'm quite fine." Gwen nodded back on the phone, "Anyway, I'm gonna leave right now and check into a hotel for the time being, so I'll let you get back to your work."

Trent then said with a sigh, "Oh, thank goodness. See you around, babe."

Courtney was listening to their conversation closeup from beginning to end, right to where Trent hung up his phone right on his wife, leading the former CIT to smirk, "Can't believe she bought that."

"What she doesn't know won't hurt her, right?" Trent said to Courtney with a playful shrug. He then tossed his phone away before grabbing the glass full of Smirnoff Ice in his hands. "Anyway, where were we?"

"We were toasting the afternoon away, of course." Courtney shrugged back.

"Right." Trent nodded before toasting out, "To us?"

"To us." Courtney nodded right back, all before toasting her glass to him just to seal the deal on this wonderful Saturday afternoon full of sun, booze and lust.

There you all go, everyone. Might have taken me quite a while, but for what it really is, I thought this turned out quite alright. Nothing much to say here, except for the fact that I want to thank UltimateWarriorFan4Ever for helping me out with this, so he also deserves the credit as well. Okay, enough about that everyone, I think you all know what to do from here, folks. Later, everybody!