5 comments/ 114501 views/ 49 favorites The Bitch Ch. 01 By: destinie21 This story is copyright 2003 of destinie21 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. Enjoy... * * * * * Damn.... I looked at the clock seven forty. School started in five minutes and I was going to be late, And my goddamned first period English teacher Ms. Santos had told me if I was late one more time I'd be spending the next five days after school with her for an hour. I couldn't believe this. I was 18 years old, a senior at James Madison High school and if I wasn't at school in five no make that four minutes I'd be spending the next week after school in detention like some naughty kid. God I hoped I wouldn't have to clap erasers in the courtyard. I hauled myself out of bed and went into the bathroom. I brushed my teeth washed all the important places and used a brush to wrangle my unruly black curls into a ponytail. All of which used the precious four minutes that stood between me and my afternoon "freedom". Guess I wouldn't be hanging out with the girls at Terri's after school that week. I'd hate that. Terri's was the place to be everyone who was anyone wanted to be at this high-class restaurant/coffee shop. The mall was so Two years ago. Since I was going to be late in any case I took a the time to apply a little make up. Then slipped into an almost indecently low pair of pink jeans, and a white top strategically cut to show off my figure and parts of my brown arms but conservative enough to keep the hated dress code. I topped it all off with a pink newsboy cap over the ponytail and a garish pair of silver hoops. After I was dressed I stood in front of the mirror liking the results. Then just to be sure I turned around and bent over. First with my legs straight, then with my knees bent I crouched down just to make sure my ass wasn't out. I loved low-rise jeans after all I was young and slim and I had a helluva ass, but as always I liked to say no to crack. I walked out of the house and got into my new black escalade truck that my dad got it for me a few weeks ago. He was always trying to buy my love probably because he felt guilty about his constant travels. I'd practically been living alone since my mom died when I was 13. I loved him even though he was totally clueless. I didn't need the gifts but I sure as hell accepted them along the money he constantly lavished on me. I backed out of the driveway as I turned on the radio " reports indicate that Saddam Hussein may be dead. There is strong evidence supporting the theory that the speech recently played over Iraqi air waves was recorded at least 10 months ago and not weeks ago as first suspected. The United States government officials have reported the capture of a close family friend may lead to the indefinite fall of his regime after decades of.... " I switched the knob on the radio to escape the nasal voice of the reporter. Jesus I was so sick of hearing about the possible capture of this terrorist and his close personal friends. I mean really the next thing you know they'd have his first grade math teacher. And tell us that's where evil really starts. Some terrorist puts out a three-minute tape of sadistic rambling and gets endless airtime Terrence Trent Darby puts out a seventy-five minute CD and nothing. I took a left on Maple Street with Jewel's latest song intuition blaring loudly from the speakers and Pulled into one of the many Harbucks littering the area. I glanced at the clock 7:52. School was only two minutes away from the Harbucks so at least I would get there by eight, not that it would help any, may as well get a grande double low-fat caramel mochachino and a cran-apple muffin for good measure. Once I was inside a the shop the girl behind the counter was acting as if I had all day with her discourteous manner obviously dyed black hair, black rimmed glasses and practiced look of superiority. Did they clone their employee's? I wondered Idly .Was every Harbucks employee like this or was it just some bizarre coincidence that I had only been served by this type of worker at every Harbucks I'd ever visited? After I'd settled the coffee into the cup holder I was on my way, all the while munching on the large muffin. In two minutes flat I was pulling into the parking lot of the high school. Since I was late I had to park in the back and walk the entire span of the parking lot and around the sidewalk to get to the front entrance. Once inside I went up to the second floor right up to the door my history class I glanced at my watch 7:59 great only fourteen minutes late. I sipped the coffee I was holding took a deep breath and entered the room. I had to open the door to enter since my bitch of a teacher always shut the door the second the last bell rang. So there was no way that any one could just sneak in and sit down. "Miss Hudson so nice of you to grace us with your presence" Ms. Santos said sarcastically without even looking away from whatever she was writing on the board. "I do it for the fans" I replied smirking at my friends Courtney and Jessica .Who were sitting in the first row with an empty seat between them for me. This time she did turn and look at me as I sat down She looked amazing as usual. She may have been a raging bitch but there was no denying she was hot. She was wearing a red skirt that stopped just above the bend in her knee, a white blouse and a pair of red heels Not exactly fuck me heels but definitely not pumps and definitely sexy as hell. Her black hair as usual was pulled into a severe looking bun. Her skin was dark due to her Spanish origin which like her surname she had inherited from her father. Her features were delicate and strong at the same time. With an exotic and enticing mix owning to her definite Spanish background and subtle hints of her matriarchal French blood. Her eyes were blue and almost disturbingly bright in contrast to her dark skin. She had full kissable lips , and the type of body that most normal woman prayed for and those who were rich or maybe just not religious enough paid for. Like I said there was no denying this woman was hot "I'll speak with you after class Miss Hudson, and since you like talking so much why don't you give us your view on the sections Romeo and Juliet that I assigned." I rolled my eyes we had read that book freshman year why would she insist we read it again anyway. She gave us some load of crap about our views and opinions changing after four years but puh-lez. Smirk still in place I answered " Well Ms. Santos most people think this is the story of undying love and passion that transcends time. I mean here are two kids so deeply in love that they live and ultimately die for one another. They overcome a long-standing family feud and prove that a name is just a name. A word and in the end their mommies and daddies are sad that they did not allow the little kiddies to be happy" "I don't recall asking what most people think Corrin, I asked what do you think " Ms Santos replied. But at least she hadn't called me Miss Hudson, which meant I was temporarily out of trouble. " I was getting to that, " I continued " Most people are deluded. If you look at the cover of the book the title is The Tragedy of Romeo and Juliet not the love or the undying passion but the tragedy. This story is about wasted youth and hopeless despair. The Kind of despair that would make Two teenagers barely past the threshold of childhood end their lives. And most of all it's about giving up. Do you really think Romeo would have wanted Juliet to die like that, If he really loved her? " Ms. Santos looked at me with surprise and asked who agreed or disagreed with me from there a heated debate raged until the bell rang at eight-thirty signaling our dismissal. I stayed in my seat waited around while the class dispersed. Ms. Santo's erased the board and while I admired her shapely ass swaying back and forth as she went about her task. I'm pretty sure I'm a lesbian due to the fact that I'm 18 and have never had any real sexual interest in boys. Women have always occupied my fantasies and I had been with less than a handful other girls. At the time I'd dismissed it as just the usual teenaged curiosity but more and more I was beginning to know better. Turning around abruptly Ms Santos crossed her arms across her chest and from the twinkle in her eye I suspected she'd caught me checking her out but I couldn't be sure. She walked around to the front of her desk and leaned there facing me with her arms still crossed. She was just standing there and time was ticking by I glanced at the clock above the chalkboard. It was already 8:34 and the next bell was ringing I looked toward the door and then back at my silent teacher. In answer to my unasked question she said "I don't have a second period class are you in a rush?" Hell yes I was in a rush, I had gym second period and the Teacher Mr. Duff was a real hard ass I'd have to run five laps for every minute I was late and since we only had three minutes to change I usually hightailed it to gym at top speed after English to get there before passing time was even over to allow myself at least 6 minute to change. But no way was I going to plead with the bitch. I'd rather run laps all day. I looked back at her and smiled " Not at all" I said lying through my teeth. " Good I'm glad to hear that "she said finally uncrossing her arms and walking over to shut the door that had been left open after first period was dismissed. She walked over and resumed her leaning position except this time she placed her hand on either side of her body and rested them on the desk. " I really enjoyed what you said in class" she said looking at me "So you agree" I replied "Not exactly, Corrin, It's just interesting to hear from a student who thinks for herself" "Just as long as I only speak when spoken to or when asked to really" I said referring to my smart assed remark from earlier. I knew I was pushing her buttons as a matter of fact I was doing it on purpose. She just looked at me with contempt and said "I'll be expecting you to meet me after school for the next week for detention. For your tardiness and insubordination. The last bell rings at 2:40 so I expect you here at 2:45 promptly you will stay here until 3:45 at which time you will be dismissed. In the real world lateness is not tolerated nor will it be tolerated in my classroom, You must learn that you cannot act any way that you please. you need to learn discipline." I laughed aloud and replied " The real world, you have to be kidding me. In the real world I doubt that my future employees will expect me to read what the state deems as the classics and I guarantee if I am late for work my boss will not make me run laps around the building. Furthermore unless my career choice specifically entails it I seriously doubt that I'll be using any calculus or chemistry equations. And I can assure you" I said standing "That when I do choose a career or even have a job I'll make sure I don't need to wake up before seven to get there also as an added bonus I suspect they'll be paying me. And you can save your education is the only payment you need speech because I don't know of one business establishment in the real world who will accept knowledge as bankable currency" I said walking out making sure to smile in her stunned face. It was already 8:45 and no way was I going to gym to run laps for the rest of the period So I did what any kid would do forged a doctors note and took it to old hard ass Duff After that my day flew by and before I knew it, it was 2:40 and I was headed to detention. I was a little worried about what I'd said to the bitch this morning; she'd probably been fuming all day long. Never one to back down from a challenge I took a deep breath and walked right into the classroom and sat down in my usual seat front and center. The bitch was sitting at her desk I knew she'd heard me come in but she was just sat there grading papers and ignoring me which was just fine by me After I had sat there twenty minutes the bitch spoke without even looking at me she told me to clean the board rolling my eyes I did as she requested. After I was done she told me to carry the textbooks that were piled in the front of the room to the storage locker in the back and stack them. I picked up the books one by one and carried them to the back slamming them one on top of the other. I knew full well I was being childish but she had only made me do this to show she could. There must have been forty books in the front of the room and so far I'd only "stacked" about eleven. I went to get another book when Ms Santos stopped me dead in my tracks with a piercing look. I stood there for a few seconds before I snapped out of it and reached for another book " Could you try not to be such an ass " she asked Without thinking I responded "could you try not to be such a bitch" She stood up and circled the desk until was standing right in front of me just inches from my face she whispered "You think I'm a bitch" the tone of her whisper suggested malice but never one to heed a warning I looked at her and shook my head and said with a smile " I know you're a bitch" Then I stepped forward closing the small gap between us as she leaned forward I put my arms on either side of her and placed the book I was holding on her desk which was now directly behind her. I pressed my body against hers for a few moments and leaned forward as if to kiss her. She was now practically sitting on the desk as I raised my hands and unbound her hair letting the hairpins falls to the desk and floor. Her hair was magnificent it fell to the middle of her back like a blanket of black silk threads. I ran my fingers through her hair massaging her scalp and cupping her head my lips were inches from hers as she let out a low moan. I inhaled the scent of her breath and the subtle perfume of her hair I was teasing her with the promise of a kiss and running my hand through her hair and alternately stroking her back. She closed her eyes and moaned again as I pressed my leg between hers I could feel her working her pussy against my leg with our lips only a breath apart I whispered "Times up" she opened her eyes and looked at me as I pulled away smiling and looking at the clock 3:45 exactly. I collected my books and started to leave " I'd love to stay Ms Santos but I know how you encourage punctuality" If looks could kill I surely would have died on the spot. As I left she didn't say a word. Just looked at me with something between rage and disgust with a good measure of unmistakable lust mixed in. I walked down the hallway toward the stairs and noticed a large wet spot where she'd been riding my leg I ran my fingers over the dampness she'd left and inhaled her scent it was musky and strong then I ran my tongue over my fingers and tasted a hint of her flavor. I nearly moaned out loud as I exited the building and I could feel the slickness of my own arousal as I walked toward the car. I couldn't wait until tomorrow >>>>>>>>>>>>>> The Next Day >>>>>>>>>>>>>> I woke up at 7:00 before the alarm even went off I reached under the covers and felt my pussy it was soaked I'd been dreaming abut the bitch. I took a few minutes to stroke my clit and finger myself into an orgasm running my hands through My sparse pubes and rubbing my juices all over. I tweaked my nipples before licking the nectar from my fingers. I got out of bed and took a shower paying extra special attention to my pussy. Then dressed in a short plaid pleated skirt, tight white blouse that I'd left partially open at the top to expose the tops of my caramel colored breasts and the tiniest white lace thong I had complete with a matching bra underneath. I found the perfect pair of black fuck me heels that I'd worn to a costume party that I'd gone to as Tina Turner. I examined the results in the mirror as I put two pigtails in my hair. I looked like a catholic school girl gone horribly awry. I looked downright sinful and I loved it. As an after thought I removed the panties and put them in my school bag and headed for the car. I was at school by 7:30 and I went straight to the classroom. Ms Santos was writing something on the board as I entered and closed the door. She had looked amazing yesterday but it was nothing compared to today. Her hair was unbound and she was wearing a black skirt that was the same length as the day before. But this one had a split in the back and looked a little tighter too her blouse was also black. And although it was completely buttoned the it was so tight that it left very little to the imagination. She had a thin black leather belt on which was clearly an accessory since her hips were already doing a fine and admirable job holding up her skirt, she had on sheer black hose but what really cinched it was the shoes. They were at stiletto heel was at least three inches with a pointed toe and a strap that secured the shoe around her ankle. Once she had finished writing on the board she turned to look at me and I nearly came on the spot because her lips were painted the deepest shade of red I could ever remember seeing. This woman's lips could put apples to shame. "Corrin I'm glad to see your promptness is improving" she said icily She was saying something else now but I was to busy watching her lips move to bother with listening but from the way she was standing there looking at me, waiting I knew she'd probably asked me a question. "What did you say " I asked? She looked at me and repeated what she had apparently already told me which was "I said that I'm a teacher and I can't condone what happened yesterday, and I will see to it that nothing like that happens again. Is that clear?" "Crystal" I replied matching her tone and mocking her I walked toward her and said "I love your lipstick what shade is it " She looked at me warily and said "Fire engine red" "Mmm how do you think that shade would look on me?" Before she could answer I was kissing her lips. Despite her earlier objections she barely even put up a fight She was kissing me and exploring my mouth with her tongue. Her hands were already caressing my legs and moving up toward my ass. She cupped my ass cheeks in her hands and squeezed gently, pressing her thigh between my legs "Someone's a naughty girl" she said moving my her left hand around my front to cup my wet pussy. "Naughty little slut without panties to cover her wet pussy" she said moving her fingers up and down my slit and then slipping her middle and ring finger into my hot wet hole, she pumped her fingers in and out in long slow strokes. Pulling out all the way to her fingertips then pushing slowly back in, each time her fingers were completely buried in my pussy she used her thumb to stroke my clit. She increased the speed of her strokes but each time she felt my body tighten signaling an orgasm she slowed down again. Keeping me in a constant state of pleasure at what she was doing but also keeping me on the edge of frustration with her slow teasing strokes. "Please" I whispered my breathing was short and ragged. "Please What?" She replied "Please faster please let me come" She smiled "I'd love to, but class begins in five minutes and I think you need to pull yourself together " She said pulling her fingers from my cunt with a wet smacking sound and using the back of my skirt to clean her hand. Before I could utter a word of protest the teasing bitch had opened the classroom door. She returned to her desk after she sat she opened he drawer and pulled out a compact and a tissue and cleaned the smeared lipstick our kiss had created then went about remaking her face. The Bitch Ch. 01 "What the hell is this Don? What do you think you're playing at?" Garvey, Don's boss, gazed humorlessly at him, his ebony black face slack and his hands quivering in what Don suspected was an angry wish to wring his neck. "Er, yeah, it's the press release Garvey. What seems to be the problem?" Don had believed he had done an adequate job typing it. Though if it hadn't been for Garvey's evil niece practically giving her lunch (a banana) a blow job, he might have been paying more attention to that than his blossoming hard on. Garvey gritted his teeth, 'grinning' in a way that was reminiscent of a knife on a whetting stone, 'Oh well Don, I'll read what the problem is shall I? Hmm 'when confronted with sperm bombarding our email in-boxes we can only try our breast.'? Do you see the problem there Don? Well do you? " Don smirked, it was an autonomic reaction, Garvey's brows furrowed further, Garvey put his hand on his hip, Don knew he was going into the big speech that Garvey gave his white workers Hell, he barely had any black workers, probably because he couldn't give speeches to them. "You know Don? I don't think you take it seriously enough that I am a black man in a white man's world, I'm a man, swimming in the sea against the tide, you guys being the tide, no help, nothing...What? Does it hurt you people to see me get ahead? Does it?" Don bowed his head in a show of shame, "No Garvey, I mean sir, I mean Garvey." "And what example are you setting for my niece working in your office? Is this the sort of pervert prankster she has to work with? Will I have to dismiss you too for sexual and racial harassment against her?" According to folklore on the third floor (the technical analysis department) Garvey's niece, a mixed-raced English girl with the demeanor and dress sense of a prudish cherub and the intentions of Beelzebub had been moved to the second floor after the project team leader of the company's software development had apparently been dismissed for verbal abuse (calling her a 'whore') and harassment (grabbing her breasts and butt.) No one, but Don, would ever be able to empathize with the project leader...she wore a tweed coat, a tartan skirt, and a neck high white blouse. She got along with all the women, and the men found her 'lovely, if a little frigid.' But behind closed doors, she was the black British hybrid hell daughter of Anne Robinson and Heather Hunter, a commanding bitch as well as an evil tease. Garvey led him to the office, perhaps fancying he was leading a stray sheep back amongst the flock. Garvey's eyes widened to the limits of their whites in earnestness, "Now remember, if you need a moral example, asides from going to church-" "I'm Jewish" "Church is for Jews too, take Sheila's example, let me tell you the time when she was six, she came visiting from England and I took her to see Snow White on ice, and we were coming back, I had bought her some potato chips, but then we saw this homeless man curled up like a pretzel left discarded on the streets, nearing starvation so sunk in were his cheeks.... she reached out, and gave him her whole bag of potato chips, he said to her, 'you are going to grow up to be just like an angel, a real special star' and she did." Don tilted his head quizzically, wondering where the moral in the story was. Garvey was adrift in fond nostalgic memories. Don opened the creaky office door and thanked Garvey for the talk. -------------- Don came into the room that glowed with the luminescent light burst of a sunny day spilling into the office. He gave Sheila a withering look. There was no way he was going to lose his internship with company just because of her. Sheila fluttered her eyelashes and played with the twists of her hair. "What's the matter Don? Have you been bad?" She drawled lazily in her soft English accent. Don threw himself into the chair and loosened his tie, "Let's just say a little distraction has been affecting the quality of my work." "Oh perhaps you need Ritalin." Sheila got up, and sat on the front of her desk. She unbuttoned the top four buttons of her shirt, and caressed the exposed cinnamon soft skin, looking him straight in the eye as she did this and biting her plump lips suggestively, the white cotton blouse shifted to reveal more skin. "You do seem to have problems paying attention...." She then dropped a pencil on the floor, intentionally. "Oh dear, I better get that." She looked at him, provocatively switching her hips and pert bottom round and then bent over, to pick up the pencil, her tartan skirt rode up higher and higher still...he could see her dark bronze ass cheeks pert in the air, two sweet globes caressing each other. His cock throbbed when he realized she wasn't wearing panties. The slick wetness of her moist plump pussy caught the light, as did a slither of pink. He groaned. She stood up straight and cocked an eyebrow, "Is something the matter Don? Or will I have to go tell my Uncle that as well as having the attention span of a fruit fly you also have the self control of a Neanderthal...?" His mouth dropped, "But I haven't done anything! You're the one who keeps dropping your stupid fucking pencil! You're the one who keeps 'accidentally' landing on my lap at any opportunity! And you are the one who has been harassing me! What? Haven't you realized you don't eat a banana by sucking it?!?!" She shook her head in mock sadness, "Oh Don, what terrible accusations...perhaps I ought to go and find my Uncle, tell him how bad you are, like I did with...what's his name? See you in bit." She buttoned up her shirt, licked her red tongue over her cherry tinted lips and slammed the door shut. Don felt his heart beat at a heart attack pace, he suspected that Garvey would be doing his normal rounds visiting local clients...but he wasn't going back to university with a record of sexual and whatever other harassment Sheila could magic out of a hat. He felt a simmering hate for her, and really wanted revenge...but how? Just when he thought he had lost hope he paced back and forth frantically, about to walk past Sheila's computer when something startling caught his eye... not only was her email on, but also the 'cute' one had a myriad of images on her computer...naked, pornographic configurations. 'Classy chick' thought Don sardonically. Don smiled to himself and rolled up his sleeves, this would be dirty work he would be doing after all. He emailed the images to himself, and wrote a little note which he read aloud to himself, "'Dear HotBoy (that is you Don), I couldn't resist spending valuable work time emailing you pornographic filth, as I wallow in dehumanizing you. Lots of sex Sheila....' Perfect, now let's see what happens when I click this icon! Hm, I do believe these are grounds for sexual harassment!" He pumped his fist in the air and whooped in joy, he opened his email and 'voila!' Sexual harassment right in his mail! Sheila walked in and sighed, "I couldn't find him. Oh well" She then proceeded to give Don smoldering looks with her deep brown eyes as she 'readjusted' the lace at the top of her stocking, her fingers dancing around the tops of her thighs, sliding her skirt up dangerously high. Don's cock throbbed, he cleared his throat and then spoke 'Oh that is a shame isn't it? Sheila, I've just had a rather...interesting email from you, perhaps you can come over here and look at it?" Sheila looked puzzled and twanged one of her twists, "I didn't send an email to you Don...I don't understand..." She walked round, and positioned herself right between his legs 'perfect' thought Don. She turned round to face him, her eyes widened whilst he stood up. She was tiny even with her improbably steep pink heels, and he was able to physically intimidate her, or so he tried by purposefully looming over her. He pinned his hands to either side of the desk with his chest inches away from her cleavage, so she could not escape. She looked at him, her eyes widened and her lips parted slightly. "You are an evil little bitch, you would have sent me an email like this eventually, so what was the harm in sending it for you? This is all the evidence I need to go and tell your uncle what a sadistic woman you are..." She seemed to arch against him, and her eyes traveled from the burning intensity of his green eyes down his body, stopping at his cock, which was tented against his navy colored trousers. He looked down at her chest; guilty thoughts began to seep into his conscience, though the feeling was diminished by a pair of very hard brown nipples poking visibly at her thin cotton blouse. She was not wearing a bra. Her hands rose to his chest, and lightly caressed through the material, her fingers brushing his nipples a little. She looked at him, breathing raggedly, and her glossy lips curling playfully, "What are you going to do? I am so frightened, I will do anything not to anger you further." Don's intention had been merely to frighten her a little, make her behave, nothing further than that, certainly nothing sexual. But her cheeks were flushed under her amber skin, and her hands were beginning to roam from his chest, down across his sides, squeezing his waist and grabbing his hips roughly. Don's hard on swelled just thinking about how much she clearly wanted to fuck him. He growled at her, she was so wanton and slutty, clearly she had been wanting him to do this for a long time, perhaps what she needed was an exorcist of sorts, "Sit on the desk Sheila, and be quiet." He tried his best to look serious and domineering. He lifted her up before she could even move an inch and positioned her on the desk. He nipped her neck, she squealed a little and he licked and sucked, his hands squeezing her ass. His lips traveled down, kissing and nibbling her flesh, which from the moisturizer she used, tasted and smelt like cocoa. He watched her chest rise and fall rapidly, clearly from the excitement of the compromising situation she was in. She wrapped her hands in his thick silky dark brown hair and pulled him in, further. Through the cotton material his teeth clamped around a poking nipple, stretching it out with his teeth. She whimpered and squeezed her thighs round his waist, wrapping her calves round his clenched butt. The nipple in his teeth slid from their toothy cotton entrapments so he was left with only her shirt in his teeth. His pupils burnt into hers, "Open your shirt for me Sheila" he said softly. Her lips parted, with the hint of a smile tilting them upwards, she slowly began to unbutton her shirt, her fingers playing and rolling the white opaque buttons before plucking the material open, as he felt the pink heels of her shoes dig into his ass. She was enjoying this too much. He watched her cotton shirt fall open, confirming what he had already observed, she was not wearing a bra, 'Wow, she is bad', thought he. His hands gravitated to her breasts, feeling their warm softness, the rubbery nub of the nipple harden to two fleshy brown peaks, he ran his rough palms across them, watching her eyebrows furrow. She moaned and half closed her eyes, she blinked rapidly and pushed herself to the edge of the desk. Her skirt was bunched to her waist, her legs being split so far apart that he could see the shaven mound of her peachy cunt gleaming with her juices. Feeling himself grow more excited, he caressed her breasts further, squeezing and rotating them lewdly, watching her cinnamon brown skin slip between his thick white fingers. Sheila leant in and whispered in his ear "Play with me, fuck me like you own me." Don's eyes widened with surprise, she was biting her lips and squirming on the desk. He couldn't resist leaning in towards her neck, letting one hand leave her succulent erect breasts and grabbing her hair, pulling her head to the side, suckling then biting her neck so she squealed and then gritted her teeth, her glossy swollen lips curled back. "Ooh that hurt." She said, her breath getting more ragged, she was clawing at his chest, catching his own very sensitive nipples so that he inhaled sharply. "Don't give me that, you will love whatever pain I dole out to you, and want more, like the slut that you are, do you understand?" To reinforce his point he circled her rammed two fingers into her tight pussy and roughly began to rub her clit with his thumb, whilst twisting one of her erect plump nipples. He bit her neck again, satisfied by the teeth marks on her neck that glowed a rubescent color against her sugar brown skin. He pumped his fingers in her rapidly, adding a third finger to her sweet tight fuck hole, rubbing her clit forcefully. Watching her different reactions when he pressed down hard and circled, mashing her clit down, or rubbed it more lightly so he was only rubbing the tip. She squirmed, her mouth gaping open in a smile, he could feel her pussy walls trying to milk his fingers for non-existent cum. He felt his cock thicken and twitch thinking this, musing on how hard he would fuck this little slut bitch. He tugged her hair some more, and hissed at her "Arch your back Sheila, let's have those pretty titties in the air." She complied, gazing at him with eyes that were smoking over from lust, sinuously arching herself. He suspected from his earlier ministrations to her breasts that they were extremely sensitive. He wanted to hear her moan and squeal some more, to have her under his control. He continued finger fucking her, as his hot breath grew closer to one of her chocolate brown peaks; he gently kissed the nipple, before nipping it, suckling it. Sheila curved further up towards him, her cheeks were glowing pink. He tugged at it more firmly, feeling her pussy clamp down harder, watching her face change expressions. He moved to the other nipple, gently kissing it before tugging down, his other hand running up and down her back, pressing her into him. He looked down, seeing her rudely rubbing back her hard little clit against his thumb, the hot pinkness of inner folds vying for attention. He stopped suckling her breasts, which glowed glossy with his spit, and stood up straight, focusing more on pumping his fingers more into her hot warmth, he spanked a tit, watching her baffled reaction, and then the other one, watching it jiggle and glow. His spanks got harder and resounded like soft claps around the room. She looked him in the face, her mouth gaping open, he could feel her pussy tightening, she closed her eyes. He tugged her hair, "Open your eyes, watch my face, watch me maltreat your sweet body as I pump you hard, and spank your titties...we'll both watch you cum like a whore that way." That seemed to set her off, she groaned and with one hard smack across a breast, she clamped down on him and started moaning and twisting her body, paradoxically towards and away from him. He continued to pump her even as she tried to push his chest away, the force of her orgasm so intensely delicious that she felt she would pass out in a treacle-like haze. Her heels dug more sharply into his ass. When she had stopped writhing and became more still, her body glowing, she continued to look at him with intense interest. Her eyes gliding down to his cock, she regarded his crotch, tilting her head and licked her lips. Don found it quaint that she clearly wasn't in the mood for using spoken language to vocalize her desires. "You wanna suck my cock? Well you do, don't you? We'll come to that, but while we're in this convenient position-" He nodded to her wet pussy rubbing against the crotch of her trousers, "Might as well make good use of it." He had felt how tight she was from finger fucking her, and she was all primed to be fucked properly. "Take my trousers off slut.", he drawled, feeling his heart pulsate rapidly. He was hypnotized by the lewdness of the situation, his language, the lusty boss's niece who he was about to fuck, but who clearly couldn't get enough. Her hand glided to the belt, she looked at him and whispered "Oooh your cock looks so hard, even through your trousers, I want you to fuck me hard and fast." Don wondered what had made her so bashful as to whisper, but it didn't seem to matter. As she lazily and slowly unbuckled his belt, allowing the finger of her other hand to draw circles around his clothed cock. It twitched, she was teasing him and enjoying it. He suckled, kissed and bit her neck eagerly, almost wanting to beg her to unzip him more quickly. Finally when he was unzipped, she artfully hooked the waistband of his trousers around her heels and pushed them down, so he was in his shirt and boxers. She looked intensely and eagerly at his crotch as she rubbed it, and fondled it to a hot hard erect shaft, watching the soft material of the boxers shift around it. She rubbed the palm of her hand against it, and then hooked her nails around them too, sending them the same direction as the trousers that were crumpled to a heap on the floor. Now there was nothing separating his cock from her pussy but the warm pleasant air of the office, and a sense of anticipation. He rubbed his red, stimulated cockhead across her clit, allowing the hole of his cock to slightly catch the fleshy nub tip of her pleasure bud, it felt good, he rubbed his cock across her entire slit, and teased her by slowly circling her pussy. She either loved this or hated this because soon she hooked her arms under his, and on his shoulders and began clawing him, the fiery sensation made him lose control, and grabbing the sweet feminine swell of her soft bronzed hips, he slid into her swallowing pussy, feeling the sensation of her sheathing him. She gasped and her nails raked down until she was grasping and kneading his ass, whilst he felt her heels scratch his thighs. He pounded her, slipping out slowly at first, so that she tried to grind into him in encouragement, but would spank her ass hard, with alternating hands to stop her. She purred, and growled, and finally bit his shoulder. That was it, he began to fuck her as hard and fast as he could muster, until her breasts were bobbing around, and so she clawed his ass harder. Then as he slowed down, he surprisingly felt a finger flicking and rubbing his asshole. She looked at him in faux, wide-eyed innocence, before plunging a finger in his tight virgin ass. She seemed to be copying his rhythm, this almost felt like too much, until he was fucking her in a frenzy, his balls slapping against the cool wood of the desk, her other hand clawing his back once more whilst she delighted herself by finger fucking his tight ass. She looked like she was in ecstasy, her eyes were closed and all kinds of self-satisfied blissful expressions were writing themselves on her angelic face. He meanwhile was enjoying the feeling of having his ass filled and reamed by a finger, whilst he filled, and stretched her, feeling her muscles working and squeezing his cock. But as delightful as this was, there was one way he had longed to see Sheila, on her knees, suckling his cock. He got her on her knees, and sat on the chair, "Suck your juices off me slut." She decided she wanted to lick them off, he felt both hands weigh and squeeze each ball, whilst her delicate tongue caressed the length of his cock, working it in spirals, and her finger nails lazily scraping the shaft. He watched her kiss it, tenderly, passionately, sucking the sides of the shaft, then she gently rubbed the tip of the cock with the end of her nose, as she did this, he could feel her tongue flick the shaft, he heard her moan, and then felt her moans vibrating against his soft cock skin, felt the warmth of her breath brush his cock. Then he raised his hips to her, wanting to feel himself slip between her lips, between the soft warmth of her mouth...slowly he felt her lips take his engorged length in, just the head at first, the slowness being contrasted with the rapid tongue whipping she was giving his cock head. He inhaled sharply, the strangely neutral pine scent of the office mixed with the heady musk of sex. Her tongue fluttered under the head of his cock, she grabbed the base of the shaft tightly, which contrasted nicely with her gentle massaging of his balls. He grabbed her hair and started fucking her face, mentally mapping out the textures and soft welcoming warmth of her mouth. Her hand twisted around his cock and squeezed it, as her mouth began to suck him in so he could feel his cock being drawn into a tight space of warm dynamic air. She was looking at him, her eyes smothered in lust. She moaned more. As she yanked his cock she would suck him in, in a fluid hydraulic motion, he looked down and watched her lips, still glossy and red trying to adjust around his cock, listening to her slurping him in. He felt his balls tighten, the skin smoothing out around his sac, he felt the pressure build up, and then as she sucked him in again, he pulled her hair in towards him, and she tightened her hands around his base...he began to cum, spurting into her mouth so she gagged slightly, and swallowed, making his cock twitch and cum some more. The Bitch Ch. 01 He was about to say something when suddenly the door swung open and Garvey walked in. To Garvey it must have looked like Don was merely sitting at his desk, perhaps looking flushed. Don panicked and began grasping for a pen. Sheila's mouth was still around his now unerect cock, swallowing a little. "Err Garvey." Garvey merrily looked around the room as Don felt a cherry red flush creep unflatteringly up his neck. "Yo Donster! Where's Sheila?" Sheila swallowed some more, Don could feel his sensitized cock twitch. Before Don could answer Garvey sniffed the air, Don felt like a doomed man, and wanted to become one with his chair. Garvey arched an eyebrow "This room smells of human, let's open some windows." As fate was being too kind to Don that day, Garvey decided to open the window nearer to Sheila's desk as opposed to the one right next to his, thankfully Don had closed the porn images on Sheila's PC. But he still panicked, wondering whether he really had closed them. Sheila's hot tongue flicked around his head very slowly, which made him moan, Garvey looked at him suspiciously as he opened the window, allowing a strong gust of air to sweep in and stir some paperwork. Garvey nodded at his work in satisfaction, "That's more like it, now where's Sheila?" Sheila flicked his cock again, and squeezed his balls, maintaining the squeeze for a couple of seconds, "She's...urgh...oh God....making a report..." "Another report? She's already doing one on our fail-safe systems. She gone crazy?" Sheila waggled her tongue along the base of his cock, "Oh...no. She has...not. She's urgh...doing more." Garvey looked at him in the way most people would watch a village idiot try and wear a pair of trousers as a hat, but shook his head and merely said softly, "that girl works too hard, gotta give her credit. See ya." Then the door shut, and Sheila rose from under the desk whilst laughing, clearly at Don. Don was a flushed state. "Good job Batman, now why don't you pull your trousers up and get back to work.", she said authoritively, her breasts still pertly exposed whilst her white shirt flagged around her. Cum was smeared on her cheek, and some on her thigh. "Speak for yourself Sheila, you hardly look like your saintly self, you have my cum on your cheek.", he pointed to her left cheek, she found the splodge with her fingers and scooped it and then sucked it suggestively whilst looking at him. His cock spasmed again. As she buttoned up her shirt, and readjusted her hair she spoke to him, "You know, seeing as you have me in this compromising position and all, why don't you come round to my house tonight and 'compromise' me a little further...what you think?" Don smiled, as he pulled his boxers and trousers up, "Yeah sure, what time?" "How about 7.30pm? Does that sound good to you?" "Sounds agreeable. I'll be there." ---------------- And he was, at 7.40 (fashionably late) he was stood on her doorstep with a bottle of wine. Trying his best to look like the most loveable member of a boy band. She opened the door, she was wearing red lipstick, had done her eyes to look smoky, and a little red dress that accentuated her curves. Don looked at her "Wow Sheila...you're on fire!" She smiled sweetly, but something about her demeanor had changed, she looked more empowered, there was a glint of steel in her brown eyes. Then he heard something, her living room was adjacent to the hallway, the sound was eerily familiar, he ventured in. The living room door was open. A video was on. And he was on it...showing him typing the email on her pc.... Showing her saying, "What are you going to do? I am so frightened, I will do anything not to anger you further", showing him tell her what a slut she was...and of course, her whispers had been discrete, you could not see them in the footage, all you could see him doing was blackmailing her, forcing her to do things of a libidinous nature. The entire thing looked so non-consensual, especially as her back was turned to the camera, but he was facing it, so you couldn't see her face contort and smile from the throes of pleasure. She had him cornered. Horror flooded his system as his nerves went into overdrive. She was smiling angelically, clearly delighting in his troubled reactions. As he stood there in a state of petrified shock, she sat down, daintily crossing her legs, and then paused the video. As she spoke, excitement tinted her otherwise calm voice, "So you see Don...I have some friends coming over tonight, and now that "Sex in the City" is finished, I need to find other ways to keep them entertained...and seeing as it took less time to entrap you than I thought with the help of some cameras installed on the ceiling, I thought I would surprise my friends with you...and guess the delicious pun Don...? You don't need a university education to guess the pun... go on, guess..." Done looked at her hatefully and mumbled, "You and your friends still get to have your sex in the city." Sheila smiled, "Don, believe me, there are more discomforting things in store for you than bad puns...I will lay out my more long term rules for you later, but for now I have this delightful outfit for you....oh yes and a dog collar....the girls will adore the surprise that I have in store for them." To be continued... The Bitch Ch. 01 Without looking away from the mirror she handed me a tissue. I used the tissue to clean any traces of lipstick from my face then tried to wipe up some of the fluid I could feel drenching my sex I discarded the used tissue and took my seat just as the bell rang to signal the start of class. For the first twenty minutes of class the bitch didn't even look my way. But once she had assigned us a pop quiz essay question to be turned in at the end of the period she sat at her desk, where it was impossible not to look directly at me every time she looked up. I flexed my thighs trying to soothe the ache in my loins, rubbing my inner thighs together trying to stimulate my needy cunt. I caught the bitch looking and opened my clenched thighs slowly while I worked on my assignment. Flashing her clear views of my pussy, which was getting wetter by the second. When the bell rang I was the last to get up and hand in my paper .As I gave her my paper grabbed my wrist and said "Make sure you're on time." After I left the classroom I headed straight toward the bathroom to finish what Ms. Santos had started but it was full of girls applying makeup and talking about god knows what. I went into the stall and cleaned my dripping pussy almost gasping aloud when the tissue touched my tender clit. I quickly retrieved the underwear from my bag and slipped them on knowing there would be no chance to get off here. Or any other time that day much to my chagrin. The day dragged on slowly and by two forty when the final bell rang I was all but running to detention Part two is coming shortly... Do not reproduce this story without the authors permission. Please take a few moments to vote and send feed back. The Bitch Ch. 02 Walking into the classroom I immediately shut the door and walked over to Ms. Santos desk. She was sitting there going over the next day’s lesson plan pretending not to notice me as usual. I stood behind her chair and ran my fingers through her hair. Lightly grazing my nails over her scalp. She gasped as I tightened my grip on her hair and forcibly pulled her head to the side, kissing the long smooth column of her neck that was now exposed and running my free hand over her breasts. “Aren’t you even going to say hello to me?” I whispered running my tongue over her ear and tightening my grip on her hair She smiled and replied “ I don’t really think it’s necessary to greet someone who’s already felt me up.” I loosened my grip on her hair and let it cascade down her back and motioned to the lesson plans saying “ You may want to put those away before they get messed up.” She quickly complied and slipped the lesson onto a drawer as I sat on the desk spreading my legs showing her that I had once again discarded my panties and the only thing between her and my wet pussy was a thin strip of pubic hair. I weaved my fingers into her hair and leaned down to kiss the lips that had been on my mind all day. While her lips and tongue were busy with my mouth her fingers were making their way up my legs to my drenched sex She slid her fingers up and down my slit slowly, avoiding my clit she pushed her two fingers into my pussy and slid in and out. Not wishing to be teased any longer I broke our kiss and spoke her given name for the first time looking directly into her eyes saying “Madison, please I need you.” She moved her hand s to the top of my thighs and pulled me closer to the edge of the desk, pushing her chair back slightly. And all the while looking into my eyes Smiling she lifted my skirt so that it was bunched at my hips saying “All you had to do was ask” With that she lifted my legs over her shoulders and buried her face in my steamy cunt, licking and sucking my sex that was spread like a blossoming pink rose before her. Sensing that I was on the threshold of climax Madison pushed two fingers back into my cunt sliding in and out with increasing speed while running her tongue in tight circles around my clit finally sucking my little love button gently into her mouth. That’s when I lost it, I could feel all the muscles in my body tightening and the walls of my pussy contracting around her probing fingers “Oh god, oh god mmmm.” Was all I could say over and over again, as what felt like gallons of come flowed from my already drenched pussy. Madison lapped it all up like the pro that she obviously was and kept her fingers gently massaging the walls of my pussy until the last contraction had stopped. I released her hair that I’d been holding in a death grip afraid that I might have been hurting her. She eased back into her chair that’s when I noticed that her free hand had been buried under the now open waistband of her skirt fingering her pussy. I could see that her fingers were still moving under the fabric and by the flush that was spreading over her face and neck I suspected she was very close to climaxing. As much as I would have loved to see her finger herself into orgasm I knew that “I owed her one” after all she had just given me the most intense climax of my life. And I was all too happy to return the favor. I slid off the desk and straddled her in the chair, sliding my hand on top of hers I could feel the silky fabric of her panties on the back of my hand. It was obvious that the hosiery she had on was stockings due to the fact that I didn’t feel the nylon barrier that panty hose would have created. I pressed my hand insistently on top of hers; She relented and withdrew her hand putting her slick fingers up to my willing lips. While her fingers glided in and out of my mouth giving me my second taste of her sex, my fingers were busily pumping in and out of her sopping cunt, as my thumb manipulated her clit. Using my free hand I began to unbutton her blouse. Her breasts were large for her frame, but not obscenely so. She was maybe a 38 c and she wore a red satin bra that fastened conveniently in the front. I released the catch on the bra, running my hand over her left breast then cupping it underneath I removed my mouth from her fingers and used it to cover her nipple, which was the same color and size of a chocolate chip. I could feel her nipple hardening in my mouth as I ran my teeth and tongue over the sensitive nub. She slipped Her hand up my thigh and stroked my pussy that was still ultra sensitive after my previous orgasm. “Come with me Corrin” She said sliding her fingers over my wet mound and teasing my clit “Ok” I replied breathily. Matching her stroke for stroke. I could feel her pussy walls beginning to contract at almost the same moment, my second orgasm began. I concentrated on her clit, stroking it and finally gently rolling it between my thumb and forefinger. That sent her over the edge. She pressed the fingernails of her free hand into my back and I could feel her teeth leaving bite marks along my left shoulder. All the while she was moaning and uttering unintelligible Spanish. Even after her orgasm had subsided I left my fingers in her pussy while her hands reached under me to cup my ass. I kissed her forehead and eyes and finally her lips sucking gently on her lower lip. Pulling back I looked into her blue eyes and began to move my hand again bringing her to a quick and intense orgasm. Afterwards I removed my fingers from her pussy and licked them clean. Then laid my head on her shoulder exhausted from a day filled with sexual anticipation as well as the orgasms that had resulted from our coupling. We sat like this for a few moments before I noticed the time was 4:15 smiling I said “ We went over our time baby” Madison gazed at her watch and exclaimed “Oh shit” “I was only kidding” I said She stood quickly nearly dumping me on the floor in the process, and started rearranging her clothes in the proper manner. I was hurt that after the experience we’d shared all she seemed concerned about was the time. I mean Jesus it was only a half hour over, but if this was how it was going to be I certainly wasn’t going to plead with the bitch to spend A few more moments with me, like some sort of love sick kid. I fixed my skirt, which was horribly wrinkled, from being bunched up. The bitch took one look at the condition of my skirt and said “Sit at your desk “ “My detentions over I don’t have to listen to you anymore. Anyway I thought you wanted me to go ” I replied sounding all of seven years old. I might as well have told her she wasn’t the boss of me. She looked at me indulgently and said in a gentler tone “Please sit down Corrin I promise you’ll under stand soon” So, I sat. No sooner had I sat down than the door was flung open and a group of kids, the principle and the student council president entered the room. Madison winked at my surprised expression and me and turned to the group that had just entered. She icily told them “ I’m in the middle of a tutoring session, I’d don’t have time for the open house tours now, and all of you incoming students should take into account, If a door is closed you must knock and not just come barging in” Everyone including the principle that was a prick was falling all over himself or herself to apologize to her before exiting the room and closing the door again. I just looked at her amazed, and more than a little squeamish at the thought of what could have happened. “You are amazing” I said Kissing her lightly on the lips and pressing a tiny piece of balled up white fabric into her hand. I left the classroom and went down the stairs exiting the building. I certainly hoped Madison would enjoy the little souvenir I had given her, my soaked little lace panties. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> The following day Once again I woke up long before the alarm even went off and lay in bed replaying the events of yesterday afternoon while slowly stroking my pussy and luxuriating in an early morning climax. After I finally tore myself away from the bed I, went into the bathroom for a long hot shower. I took care getting dressed Choosing a lilac colored sleeveless sundress. That buttoned up the front and would have looked innocent if I were a little girl, but looked deliciously wicked because I wasn’t, and a pair of white high heels circa the eighties. Like the day before I opted not to wear panties, but tossed a flimsy flowered pair into my bag to put on later. Today there was no need for a bra because the dress had a built in shelf bra. God I was so glad someone invented those. I decided to leave my unruly locks of black hair unbound knowing it would drive Madison wild. I drove to school so revved up I didn’t even need to stop for my daily caffeine burst from Harbucks. While I drove the eight-minute ride to school I lightly teased my cunt to make sure it was nice and wet for the bitch. I arrived at the school a little after seven, knowing that she would already be there. When I walked into the classroom her beauty and raw sexuality that she exuded once again struck me. Madison seemed to look better with each passing day. Today she looked good enough to eat, and by the end of the day I hoped to have a taste of her. She stood at the board writing, She wore a fitted blue sweater, that really complemented her eyes and buttoned up the back, and a black skirt that was straight through the hips clinging to her ass, and flared slightly before stopping just beyond her knees. The design of the skirt made her already small waist look impossibly tiny. Her shoes were black patent leather high heels, and today noticed she wore a small gold ankle bracelet that glinted against her brown skin. I closed the classroom door, this time being sure to push in the small lock on the doorknob, the only people that had a key were Larry the janitor/MATIENIENCE guy and of course Madison so I knew we wouldn’t be disturbed. Today instead of ignoring me Madison greeted me with a smile and walked over to me where I stood. Using her body to pin against the to door she gave me the most passionate kiss I’d had in a long while. Sliding her hands under my dress and squeezing my ass then running her finger right up the crack gently probing my asshole. I moaned into her mouth loving the new sensations she was introducing me to. She broke the kiss but continued to tease me with her finger she smiled again and said “Good morning” “Yes” I said as though she had asked me a question instead of greeted me. I returned her smile saying “You look beautiful” I turned her around so that our positions were reversed and her back was now pressed against the door she had stopped teasing my crack and was now once again cupping my ass. I kissed her lips again and un-tucked her sweater and ran my hands up the front cupping her breasts and stroking her nipples through her bra. I pressed my thigh against her pussy through her skirt and tugged on her nipples while we kissed. She bunched up her skirt so that he naked pussy was right on my skin. She humped her hips riding my thigh while I was pressing my pussy against hers. After only a few minutes we were both moaning in the throes of orgasm. I could feel her juices hot and slick on my thigh. Releasing her breasts I ran my hand between her legs and rubbed her sensitive clit. “Who’s the slut now Madison” I mocked making reference to the fact that she wasn’t wearing panties. She looked at me and spread her legs a little further and cupped her breasts through her sweater. “I’ve always been a slut” she smiled “A bitch in heat, some have said” “Well your not the only bitch in heat “ I said kneeling in front of her raising her skirt, while praising the gods that she hadn’t chosen to wear a straight, tight skirt again that would have made lifting it impossible. I kissed her directly on the pussy. And ran my tongue up and down her slit then into her hole savoring the deep musky scent of her come and loving her taste. She gripped my hair, trying to push my face deeper into her cunt. As I sucked and licked her clit while pushing three fingers deep into her pussy and stroking in and out hard and fast. Within moments I felt her pussy contracting and heard her moaning as her juices flowed over my hand. I continued to lick her clit and fuck her during her climax and before I knew it she was on the verge of another intense orgasm. I could see that her hands were under her sweater pinching and tugging her nipples as she came again. I had to use my free hand to steady her because her legs were shaking, and she was moaning and screaming so loud that I was afraid someone passing in the hall would hear. After her second orgasm subsided I pulled my fingers from her pussy with a wet smack and stood licking my hand until every drop of her come was swallowed. Then I kissed her lips sticking my tongue into her willing mouth and allowing her to taste her juices. By that time it was already 7:30 and class would be starting in fifteen minutes, the classroom reeked of sex. Madison kissed me one last time then pushed me away walking all over to the other side of the classroom she opened all the windows. I reached into my bag and put on my panties, then sprayed the body splash I always carried in my bag in the air, releasing the scent of vanilla into the room. Madison walked up behind me and cupped my pussy through my recently added panties and whispered in my ear “Maybe I could keep these too” The she went to her desk and pulled a pair of the sexist black lace panties I’d ever seen out of the drawer and put them on sliding the underwear up her shapely legs and settling them over her pussy which I knew for a fact was still wet. As was mine I could already feel a wet spot forming on my little flowered cotton thong. By the students began arriving at 7:40 the air was clear. Ms. Santos sat behind her desk while I sat at mine pretending to read a book. When the other students began to arrive one of my best friends Jessica approached saying “What now you’re an early bird? I drove by at seven to ask if I could borrow your blue platforms and your car was gone” Jessica was undoubtedly pretty. Her face was angular, with high cheekbones, that were broadly spaced but delicate, and eyes that easily picked up blue or violet from surfaces but most often appeared, steely gray. While, appeared sweet and girlish. With her sharp, angular, cat like features, we were almost complete opposites as far as looks went, I was tall with long slender legs and an ass that hundreds of hours of the stair stepper and just plain luck and good genes had made small but shapely. My breasts were high and somewhere in the area of a 36 c, I had skin the color of dark caramel and brown eyes that were wide set and bought to mind rich full bodied coffee. If there was any flaw in my looks it was the fact that my eyes were set in such a way that any expression from exhilaration to rage appeared at first to be surprise. My lips were generous and my hair was a mass of long black disheveled curls that rarely submitted to being restrained. Jessica on the other hand was tall and lean with the build of a lifelong dancer: a small chest that rarely required a bra, hips that were narrow with a nice compact ass. Her skin was fair, and her straight flaxen hair was cut into a sort pixie styled bob that stopped just under her jaw line and she wore parted in the middle. Today she was wearing the shortest jean skirt I’d ever seen. With a tight white tee shirt that had little blue flowers all over it. Along with a pair of white platform flip-flops with red toe nail polish and a couple of little silver toe rings. She looked pretty damn cute. “I had some things to do here” I said smiling at the memory of exactly what those things were. “Besides you still look gorgeous” I said flirting with her. It was an unspoken and undefined game between me and my two best friends and I, to flirt with and tease each other. As of yet nothing had come of it but maybe someday... Jessica smiled and replied “You’re looking pretty hot yourself, got a new boy toy.” “No” I shook my head still smiling “No what” Said Courtney walking over to her seat. Courtney was tall . With long, straight chestnut hair, that had been professionally streaked with an array of Blonde and Auburn. Her hazel eyes were always alight with mischief and she had what some would call a perfectly proportioned figure her breasts were neither big nor to small she was about a 36b. Her legs were long shapely and perpetually tanned as was the rest of her. Her ass was high and tight, just about every guy in the senior class wanted to fuck her and probably a good portion of the girls too, including me. “ No I don’t have a new boyfriend. Interested in filling the gap” I continued smirking. Neither girl had time to answer because just then the bell rang signaling the start of class. Madison was reading from a book of poems to the class while sitting on the edge of her desk she had her legs crossed at the knee and was shaking her top leg back and forth as she dangled the shoe off of her toes. With each swing of her leg the thin gold chain on her right ankle would wink and glitter in the light. While she was reading she would look up every so often. When she did I made sure to flash her a look at my panties, because my heels were propped on either leg of my chair with the toes of my shoes on the floor she was provided with a clear unobstructed view. I knew she was teasing me, just as I was teasing her And I was getting wetter by the second I was surprised my friends couldn’t smell the scent of my arousal. I was completely absorbed in watching her, she could’ve been reading the greatest story ever written and I would have missed it all. The bitch knew it but irregardless of this, when she’d finished reading the passage she licked her lips and asked. “ What did you think that passage meant Corrin?” Because I hadn’t been listening at all She had to ask the question itself, three times and Jessica had to kick me before I realized she talking to me. By that time she was running her tongue across the bottom of her top teeth, In a fashion that every one of her students acquainted with annoyance. I just stared at her, she smiled quickly and I knew she was teasing me again trying to catch me off guard. “ I have no idea what the passage means” “Because you’re confused about the language or the theme, or maybe the message is unclear, Come on Corrin there is no right or wrong answer, I just want your opinion, Give me some feedback” She said her tone slightly mocking. The bitch knew damn well that I hadn’t been listening Smiling I replied “ It could be, the language or the theme or even an unclear message, It could even be my comprehension level but most likely I have no idea what the passage was about because I wasn’t listening at all” The class burst into nervous laughter; everyone was looking at me in what I guessed was the same manor that onlookers of an execution looked at the accused. They were expecting Ms.. Santos to be incensed and she made a good show of it too. “ Corrin since you insist on continuing to show such disrespect and derision for the curriculum, and me I’ll have to insist that you do a special project. You must write a 2500 word essay on the three poets and the subsequent effect of their writing on modern literature and philosophy. Stay after so that I can talk to you privately, and not waste anymore of the student’s time” I caught the sparkle in her eye as I replied Never one to back down from a confrontation and still having the inexplicable haughtiness of youth I answered The Bitch Ch. 02 I didn't merely enjoy screwing Missy. I reveled in it, especially since she made no attempt to escape the handcuffs. On the contrary, she seemed to delight in my dominant streak and accept her bonds as a matter of course. She also showed no interest in grabbing her pay. In fact, her main concern was more about getting me to fuck her in as many different ways as I would take her. She only asked to be let out of the cuffs when it was time to try shower sex. Even then, she slapped them on her own wrists as soon as we were done screwing in there. "I gather that bondage isn't a hang-up for you anymore," I teased her as I pounded her ass, while she bent over the bathroom sink. "What can I say? You taught me to love it. As a matter of fact, I'm loathe to leave your bed anytime soon. Can I see you again? I mean, after the weekend. I don't think that we cleared that up. I would love to see you on a frequent basis. I don't care about your wife. I want to do your bidding. We can do threesomes, orgies, glory holes, whatever you want. I think that I like being your sex toy. I am tired of the wimps that I have charged for sex. "How about this deal? You said something about a friend with benefits earlier. I could be that, but with a twist of bondage. Like I said earlier, I'd be your toy, your willing slave. I'm not the jealous type, and neither are you, from what I can tell. You can have other flings and I could keep turning tricks. Screwing you will make my job a little easier to do for a while. I'm saving up to get out of this business, and then we can both fuck around for the pleasure of it. "I wasn't always a hooker, after all. My father turned me into a whore to pay the bills, so I was stuck with it, since I missed college. I've tried to go straight, but no one would hire me for a legit job. I'm kind of hoping that I can start a partnership with someone who won't hold my lack of experience in mainstream work against me. I would have to be the junior partner, of course," Missy noted. "So you'd learn the trade on the job, so to speak. What if I told you that I would be interested in adding you as the third partner with my friend Janine? I think that she would go for it. She is quite enlightened. She's a lesbian, though, so she might want to sleep with you. We've talked about starting our own detective agency, especially since we're tired of our boss. My wife isn't too keen on the idea, mainly since she thinks it a risky venture and she doesn't approve of Janine. "However, as it happens, we're toying with the idea of my leaving Nancy and working with her from an apartment that we'll share as roommates/partners. She needs a new place to stay, and I imagine so do you. How does the idea of being a private detective and living with us sound? I'll have to discuss it with Janine to confirm, but I am sure that she'll see the value of a retired prostitute to private investigation. It may take a while before you're an official gumshoe, but you can still be part of the team. What do you think, Missy?" I floated the notion with her. "Damn, that sounds great! As for sleeping with your friend, I'll happily do it. I've slept with women before. Hell, we might even have a threesome! Yeah, I know, she's gay, but what if that's just what she tells you? Some bisexual women identify as lesbians because they have trouble with recognizing bisexuality. Both teams are so all-or-nothing at times, you know. I'm pretty sure that I'm bi, at any rate, though it took me sleeping with a female client to learn it. Of course, most of what I have learned about my sexuality I have picked up on the job. That's a rare perk of my profession," Missy added. "Alright, then, we'll talk it over with Janine. I think that it is safe to say that the three of us will have a great time. I just have to divorce Nancy, first. Then we can be partners and fuckbuddies," I concurred, as I rammed Missy's ass yet again, making her groan with pleasure as well as pain. "Or the two of them could just move in with us. I like that plan better myself," a familiar, female voice interrupted me. I didn't stop pounding Missy, but I listened carefully for the rest of Nancy's declaration of intent. I wondered how long she had eavesdropped on us, but I was even more intrigued by the exact nature of her dry remark. She didn't sound like the wife that I had lived with lately. "I knew that you were screwing around, but I must admire your temerity in fucking my half-sister on our marriage bed. Yes, she's my considerably younger sibling from my dad's equally unfortunate second wife. I can believe the forced prostitution bit. It sounds like something that my father would do. If he had gotten custody of me, he might have done so. "Well, believe it or not, this is an accidental situation, but I must say that I like it. I've always worried about what would happen to Valerie. If you could get my sister out of street prostitution, I would always be in your debt. Sis, I know that you don't know me well, but I hope to change that now that I know where you are. "I have been a royal bitch lately, but that's going to change. Val can take care of your wilder needs, and now that I have less to worry about in that respect, I want to make sure that I don't lose my fair share of your dick. I've deprived myself of it recently, I am aware of it, but that's over. "As for your agency, I've thought it over and it makes sense, especially if you can employ my dear sister. I don't hate Janine, either. I just worried that the lesbian thing might be a pose for her to worm her way into your heart, by seeming less of a threat to me. Maybe's she a true lezzie. If so, that's not a problem. If not, then another lucky woman will get to fuck you. I won't try to stop you from working with her or dating her anymore. "Basically, I am tired of the bad blood between us. I don't want to lose you. I certainly don't want to make you choose between my sister and me. Perhaps she can teach me how to get past my inhibitions. Clearly, you're a different sort of man than the one that I married, but I have decided to embrace that. I can't claim to be faithful myself, after all. Yes, I've had an affair, which recently ended. I didn't notice the signs of your infidelity until after mine, but this let me see that we have a chance to start afresh. "Val, dear, give your sister a kiss," Nancy urged her, slipping her some tongue as she did so. "I think that the four of us will make quite a happy household. Don't you agree? This will be an opportunity to get closer to my sister. I want us to be lovers, at least the three of us. Maybe Janine will join in, if she likes. Learning that I have a sister by my father has made me question a lot of my beliefs and attitudes, including about you, honey. I've been a real priss and prude about some things. It's time for me to grow up before my intolerance and hypocrisy destroys my relationship with both my husband and my sister. "I've learned to forgive my stepmother, Val's mom, too. She suffered from Dad's cruelty as well. I can't forgive him, of course. He never molested me, I admit. He just physically abused me and threatened to throw Mom and me out onto the street, a warning that he finally carried out. I've since realized that he hated all women and his malice toward us always consumed any lust or love that he might feel toward any woman. He ended every relationship with a violent rejection of the woman and any children that she might give him. It's come to the point that I've discovered that he's doing life for attempted murder," my wife clarified. "So, wait, you want to share him with me?" Missy wondered, a bit astonished at her good luck. "Well, yes. I think that it will make us close. It will give us something in common, to fuck the same man. Possibly, the same woman, too, if you include Janine. Plus, I want to see how this dominance thing goes. If I like it, I might become his slave as well. Besides, I can make sure that the two of you treat each other well. And it can help me get past my fear of Janine. I also like the idea of helping out with the detective agency that Nick wants to start up. So, honey, you've been speechless, want do you say? Wouldn't it be better than divorce and looking for an apartment?" Nancy proposed to me. Now, I was on the spot, but it wasn't a tough decision, especially not with both my wife and her equally luscious sister collaborating in a pout. Who could turn down a chance to have both one's spouse and her submissive sister? The Bitch Ch. 02 “ I have a 97 average in this class and seeing as this isn’t a real assignment that would merit a grade I really don’t see how you would be able to come up with any rational reason that would make me do this assignment. Besides ” You were perfectly content to waste everyone’s time when you called on me. “I said after class Corrin” The rest of class went fine, and Madison spared me any more of her little taunts and shenanigans. When the bell rang I once again stayed behind until the last student had left. Madison shut and locked the door then resumed her position on the desk. I walked up to her running my hand up her leg and underneath her skirt pressing my hand against her panty covered pussy. “Why did you want me stay after?” I asked stroking her pussy through her lacey underwear “For this” she said uncrossing and spreading her legs. “I can’t wait until the end of the day I need you now” “So I don’t have to do any special assignment” I said slipping my fingers into her underwear and rubbing her slit. “You’re doing it now” She said slipping her hand under my skirt and rubbing my mound through my soaked panties. Before pushing them aside and slipping her fingers into my hot wet hole. I rubbed her clit and mirrored her stroke for stroke on her pussy. I knew how vocal she could be so I muffled her moans with my lips, kissing her and sucking gently on her tongue. We climaxed almost simultaneously pulling her hand from my pussy she put it to my mouth and I licked it clean while she did the same with my hand. Then after one last kiss I straightened myself out and got Madison to give me a pass before heading to my next class. God I had just left her and already I couldn’t wait until 2:40... To be continued *Please do not reproduce this story for any other purpose except personal pleasure* Please task a moment to vote or send feedback. The Bitch Ch. 03 *Please do not reproduce this story for any other purpose except personal pleasure* The rest of the day dragged by slowly as I had known it would, During lunch I had gone out to my car to finger my aching cunt but by the time 2:40 rolled around I felt as if I hadn't had any sexual relief in days. When I entered the Classroom Madison was putting her things into her briefcase preparing to leave. I just looked at her wondering what was up I knew from our previous encounters that she wanted this at least as much as I did. She smiled at the look of disappointment that was reflected on my face. " We're leaving, It's to risky to stay after what happened yesterday" "Where will we go?" I asked "I looked at your file in the office and your house is closer than mine" she said "I'll leave now and you follow a few minutes later, So that no one will see us together" "What are you going to do just park your car in my driveway and waltz into the house, the kids that live around me will see" "Do you have a garage?" She asked "Yes" "Well then problem solved, I'll just park in there" With that all worked out I gave her the license plate number on my truck and the general vicinity of where it was parked. Giving her the keys to my I told her to get the garage door opener out of the glove Compartment and leave the keys in there for me. Madison left before me and I waited 15 minutes, then followed after. Parking my car on the street instead of in the driveway I entered the house through the front door Madison was sitting on my living room couch drinking what appeared to be a martini, as if she owned the place. I guessed she'd helped herself to the bar. "Make yourself at home" I said sarcastically Then without another word I put my book bag down, then discarded my dress and underwear throwing the panties at her and keeping my shoes on as I ran up the stairs toward my bedroom. I could hear Madison's shoes on the floor as she followed behind me. I made it to my bedroom door before she grabbed me pressing my back against the door as she kissed me, and ran her hands freely over my naked body. I leaned into her enjoying the way that she perused my body languidly. As if she would willingly use the whole evening to become acquainted with every nuance of my body. However after a few moments, I was impatient whether it was due to age or simply the fact that I was insatiable I don't know, but I wanted her now! I pressed my body against her insistently and cupped her ass in my hands grinding my pussy against hers trough her skirt, and probing her mouth relentlessly with my tongue. In response Madison grasped my naked ass in her hands and humped against me, increasing the friction between us and pushing me over the edge of climax. I bucked wildly against her, breathing heavily I could feel the thin patina of sweat on my skin. It felt like every nerve ending in my body was taut with pleasure. If the door had not been behind me I was quite sure I would have simply collapsed. After my orgasm had subsided I opened the door of my bedroom and led Madison to the bed where she stood before me as I sat. I removed he clothes slowly savoring each part of her body and kissing each area as it was revealed. Once She was undressed I pulled her onto the bed, and began kissing her lips. I ran my hands over her breasts pulling gently on her nipples and sucking her tongue into my mouth. I could feel her slickness on my thigh as she straddled my leg. I loved the feel of her naked pussy pressed tightly against me but I wanted to taste her. Breaking the kiss I rolled over on top of her. smiling I began kissing a wet trail along her body. When I reached her pussy I spread her outer lips apart her pussy was deep pink and wet with her arousal, her musky scent drifted from her like the perfume from a fragrant rose. I dipped my head lower and licked her slit. She moaned as I repeated this action again then pressed my tongue into her tight hole . I could taste her sweet essence as I continued. I pulled the hood back from her clit and rubbed with long slow strokes. I could feel her body tensing up in preparation for an orgasm and I pulled back slightly , teasing her into delightful agony. I pulled my tongue from her pussy replacing it with two fingers that slid easily into her already slick sex. Her hips rose to meet my hand pushing my fingers deeper into her cunt. I curved my fingers forward a bit searching for her G-spot apparently I found it because she bucked her hips wildly , I had to use my free hand to grab hold of thigh just to avoid being thrown off the bed. She screamed clawing and beating the bedclothes with her open palms. She had been vocal in the classroom but that was no comparison to the way she moaned and screamed now. I was glad there was no one else in the house as the shut door would have provided little privacy. Once her orgasm subsided and she had consequently stopped wildly bucking her hips I pressed my lips once again to her hot sex, this time I concentrated on her clit pulling the hood back with my thumb nail I licked her little love button softly. Her moans started up almost immediately . I continued to stroke her clit using the wider part of my tongue to apply more pressure. Her finger nails bit into my scalp as I bore down on her. Sensing that she was again on the brink of orgasm I wrapped my lips around her clit and sucked gently. I felt her legs tightening around head as she tried to pull me closer still. She was screaming my name now, over and over again like the slow rhythmic pulsating of a drum . And her hands gripped my hair so tightly I feared she would tear it from it roots. But I kept up the pace once again using her thigh as an anchor in the onslaught of her climax. I was positively exhausted Sex with Madison was an aerobic workout . I crawled up her body and lay next to her with my leg draped casually about her hips. She kissed my lips savoring her flavor on my tongue while rolling my left nipple gently between her thumb and forefinger. She broke the kiss keeping her delightful fingers in motion. Looking into my eyes she smiled leaning over me and shifting my leg off of her as her free hand made it's way down my belly and to my moist bush. "I'm tired" I said. Yet I was already spreading my legs in anticipation. Her eyes never left my face as her fingers spread my nether lips. Pushing her middle and ring finger deep within me while her thumb stroked my sensitive clit. I moaned aloud with her hand in my pussy and the other on my breast I came within moments. Madison left her fingers inside of me for a bit before pulling them out with a loud wet pop. She put her come coated fingers in her mouth with an exaggerated "Mmm" she rolled her beautiful blue eyes in feigned ecstasy. Then without any further ado she knelt on the bed between my legs which were still akimbo. Hoisting my legs onto he shoulders she dived between my legs giving my cunt a steamy open mouthed kiss. She spread my outer lips and used her right forefinger to push back the hood so that my clit was fully exposed. When she licked me it felt as though an electric shock was passing through every nerve ending in my body. She was relentless , and in moments I was coming again. Yet she didn't stop she just kept it up until my orgasms piggy backed I could feel the sweat on my thighs and her hands slipped slightly where she was holding me. "Madison" I groaned . She raised her head a little smirk playing on he wet lips. "Stop, I can't take anymore" We embraced loosely as she crawled up and lay next to me on the bed. I was so tired that a few moments later my eyes closed and I was asleep. When I awoke a few hours later the bed beside me was empty. I was a little disenchanted to find myself alone. I hadn't really expected Madison to stay but I'd wanted her to. When I wandered downstairs still completely naked and more than a little sticky from my afternoon antics, her car was indeed gone from the garage. With a slight smile on my lips I realized that she had not returned my garage door opener and therefore had total access to my house unless I decided to lock the interior door that led inside. Walking Back upstairs I headed straight to the bathroom for a much needed shower. Once inside I started the water and was about to ease myself beneath the pulsating jet when the bottle of depilatory cream I usually used to render my legs hairless caught my eye and a deliciously naughty idea crossed my mind. Grabbing the cream from the shelf and a pair of scissors I started my task. Carefully trimming most of the curly hair from my mound then spreading a layer of the cream on the rest I simply waited. Once the allotted time had passed I stepped under the warm spray of the shower and used a washcloth to remove the cream. It felt amazing to have all the hair gone from my mound even after the afternoon of sex I couldn't stop stroking my pussy. It was so smooth. I smiled and got a shot of sexual excitement every time I thought of how Madison would react. To be continued... Part four coming soon please vote and send feedback especially those who have ideas or suggestions for Corrin and Madison. The Bitch Ch. 04 Please do not reproduce this story without the express permission from the author. Copyright of destinie21. The Next Day The alarm went off at 6:00 and for the first time in days I hadn’t woken up before the buzzer. I was exhausted from all of my sexual antics, I lay in the bed trying to reclaim my fleeting slumber. After a few moments it became apparent that I wouldn’t be able to do so. I got up and headed for the bathroom pausing in front of the mirror to admire my denuded pussy. Moving on I took a brief shower. Wanting to pick out something truly sensational to wear I spent an undue amount of time deciding on an outfit. I finally ended up choosing a light pink, low cut cotton dress that had lace trim and little flowers embroidered on it. I wore a pair of lacey white bikini panties and the matching bra beneath the dress and I’d slipped an extra pair of panties into my school bag. As an added touch I put my long hair into two pony tails on either side of my head and put a pink hair ribbon on each one. Although I was 18 I still had the face of a much younger girl because of the set and size of my green eyes. The pigtails made me look even younger. I made my make up as minimal as possible in order to pull off the look I wanted. Adding only layer of gloss to my lips to make them shine. I wanted to wear my white stilettos , but logic told me that I wouldn’t be able to wear those for a six hour day when I’d be walking the halls and carrying books. So I settled for a pair of white platform sandals that strapped around the ankle. By the time I left it was already seven o’clock and it was 7:10 by the time I pulled into the parking lot at school . I hurried from my car and literally ran up to Madison’s classroom. Once again I was amazed because she looked amazing . She was the kind of woman other women secretly hated because no matter what she wore it seemed to not only look good but as if it had been made for her. Today she wore an orange dress that was sleeveless and buttoned up the front. The dress was fitted through the waist then flared falling loosely just below her knees. Her arms were adorned with a number of thin gold bangles that would have looked tacky on just about anyone else, but on her they looked just right. Once again the god anklet glinted on her ankle but today I barely noticed, because it was her shoes that caught my eye. They were leather and the exact same color as her dress. The toe was square and the heel was at least three inches. Damn this woman could dress. She had been writing something on the board when I entered and shut the door, locking it. But now she looked up with one eyebrow raised and a smile playing at her lips. “Do you like what you see?” she asked me I stepped forward not even bothering to answer her question as I began unbuttoning her dress. She laughed out loud as she stepped away from the blackboard and into my arms. I ran her fingers over the tops of her breasts and the satin of her bra. “We shouldn’t not here” even as the words of protest tumbled from her lips she pressed her body closer to mine and arched her back pushing her breasts harder into my hand. “Shut up” I whispered kissing her parted lips and continuing to run my hands over her landscape like an over assertive swarm. My tongue touched hers and as my fingertips roved lower, to the place where the band of her underwear would be if she’d had any on. I dipped my fingers into her wetness and smiled when she moaned. Her fingernails dug into my shoulder blades as I continued my fingers moving in swift strokes as my other hand lifted her bra. Kissing a wet trail from her lips to the tip of first one breast then the other. I used my teeth to mark her breasts and still my hand continued to stroke in and out of her pussy. Faster now, as I heard her breath quicken and saw the sweat beading near her hair line. I kissed her lips again as her hot wetness ran over my fingers. She was trying quite unsuccessfully to be quiet. Her moans were only slightly muffled as she leaned into my shoulder. Once she calmed she did not step back to break our embrace. I kissed her neck and savored her smell. I wanted to kneel before her, to taste the her. I knew she would willingly spread her legs before me. But before I could act I felt her hands trailing down my back to my ass. She cupped it first through my dress then under it. “Why Miss. Hudson you look adorable today” I smiled as her hand trailed around to the front of my body. She lifted my dress and pulled the leg of my panties aside running her hands over my now hairless pussy. It was my turn to laugh out loud as she gasped and nearly tore my dress as she yanked it up further, trying to get a closer look. Running her fingers over the smooth flesh Madison murmuring “una qué pequeña muchacha bonita” which as far as I knew meant something to the effect of what a pretty little girl. I spread my legs wider silently inviting her to fuck me. She took my invitation without hesitation. Dipping her fingers into my wet pussy and rubbing the juices over my pussy lips. I suspect she would have teased me if there had been more time . But she kneeled before me, running her tongue over my pussy. The sensation was familiar but all together more intense now that my pussy was completely bald. She spread my outer lips focusing on my clit. She pulled the sensitive nub between her lips sucking lightly. Then inserting first two then three fingers into my cunt and pumping rapidly. I tensed immediately and instinctively pulled her head closer gripping her hair. I could barely breathe as she continued her onslaught. I was bucking against her lips as I started to come. All I could do was moan her name and pull her closer as I used one arm to support myself against her desk. My legs felt like Jell-O and I would have collapsed if the desk hadn’t been there. Madison stood, straightening her bra and dress before kissing me full on the lips. I liked the way I tasted on her tongue. I pulled her closer deepening the kiss and cupping her firm ass in my hands. She pulled back after a few moments, “It’s 7:30” she said glancing ruefully at the clock . “So” “So we should stop Corrin” with each word she buttoned her dress. I pouted though I knew full well she was right. She gave me a look as she walked around opening the windows and said “Stop pouting and fix yourself up” “I’m not pouting” I replied still pouting as I fixed my dress My pussy was still so wet. I used my panties to soak up some of the juices. Then I took them off using them to pat myself completely dry. I walked over to Madison where she stood, and handed her the panties with out a word. Her expression softened as she tipped her head toward me and kissed me softly. “Stop pouting” “Fine” I said and I really did stop pouting this time. Walking over to the door where I dropped my book bag I reached inside and took out the spare panties I’d put in there earlier. Putting them on while Madison watched I expected her to put on a pair of underwear too as I’d seen her do the day before , but when she walked over to her desk she just reached into her drawer and removed a black purse. She unzipped it and put the underwear I’d given her in there then closed the purse and put it back. I kept my eyes on her as she walked to the door opening it The first students would be arriving any moment. She glanced at me where I stood as she made her way back to her desk. I was about to say something but there were students passing in the hall. Madison gave me a look that clearly said don’t say a word. In case I hadn’t caught the meaning behind the look She firmly shook her head and made the universal shushing symbol by placing her index finger against he lips. Then she shot me a quick wink and a smile. I picked up my bag and went to my seat. Students began arriving moments after and I sat there wondering what she was up to. I was deep in thought and I apparently hadn’t noticed the arrival of my friend Courtney. She was talking about god knows what and had clearly been talking for a few moments because she was in the middle of a story. I still wasn’t really listening as my train of thought switched tracks from Madison to Courtney. She looked damn hot in her low rise jeans and red tank top. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and her lipstick matched her shirt. The way her lips formed her words was far more interesting to me than whatever story the words told. She had stopped talking and was standing there looking at me expectantly. “you weren’t listening at all” she said “No I wasn’t” I admitted “What’s with you anyway Corrin” “Nothing, I’m just a little distracted” “By what?” “By you at the moment Courtney. You look really hot today” I smiled as she leaned over my desk. “Oh you think so Cor” Her lips were an inch from mine and I was looking directly into her eyes. I nodded my head not trusting my voice. She brushed her lips almost imperceptibly over mine before she stood upright. By that time Jessica had arrived . She was the third person that made up our little clique. She flounced into her seat in an over exaggerated show of indignation “Are you guys starting without me?” “Never that sweetie” I replied Courtney smirked “of course not Jess” The bell rang before we could continue. I couldn’t have paid attention if my life depended on it. My mind kept shifting from the fact that my teacher who was sitting on her desk with her legs firmly crossed reading out loud wasn’t wearing any panties. To the fact that one of my best friends had just kissed me. The bell rang in what seemed liked moments and as I stood to leave Madison asked me to talk to her for just a moment. Jessica was ahead of Courtney and I as she left not realizing that we weren’t following. Courtney rolled her eyes and said she’d wait for me in the hall. When she was gone Madison shut the door and leaned against it. She had my full attention now, She extended her arms motioning for me to step into them. My face was inches from her face and our bodies fitted together like a puzzle. I kissed her lips lightly at first then harder trying to slip my tongue into her mouth. But she pulled back and said “Your little girlfriend is waiting for you. You better go” “Jealous?” “Nope. Just possessive” I laughed as she stepped back . I liked to see her sweat a little. The bell rang as, I turned and opened the door without another word. Courtney was leaning against the wall of the deserted hall as if she’d been waiting all day , instead of just a few moments. “Let’s go” she said. Starting down the hall. I followed behind her, admiring her ass as she walked. As we entered the stairwell she turned abruptly to say something to me and caught me watching her. She raised one eyebrow as I shrugged “Just admiring the view” “All talk and no action” Courtney replied rolling her eyes. “You want action?” I closed the gap between us circling my arms loosely about her neck, then pulling her closer to me I kissed her lightly on the lips. Her lips were warm and parted willingly as we explored each one another. we only kissed for a few moments before she pulled back. My arms were still locked around her neck , and I nipped her bottom lip lightly between my teeth before letting her go. Without another word I continued down the stairs leaving her to follow me as we rushed to our next class. \ The day dragged on slowly. Courtney and Madison ran like tag team racers through my mind. I couldn’t concentrate on anything. The sexual tension between my best friend and I had reached a palpable level, and Madison was like a living fantasy by the time 2:40 rolled around I was both exhausted and anxious. When I entered the classroom Madison was ready to go. As we had done the previous day she would leave first and go to my house. She still had my unreturned garage door opener from yesterday so she would be able to park her car and enter my home unnoticed. I was to follow shortly after. Madison had been gone for fifteen minutes when I left the building. When I pulled up to my house I decided to park in the driveway instead of on the street. I was purposely blocking her car in the garage so she wouldn’t be able to sneak out as she had done the day before. When I entered the house I saw her sitting on the couch, with her legs crossed wearing nothing but her shoes. And sipping what appeared to be brandy from a glass. I smiled “Hi honey, I’m home” I said as I walked toward her. I took the glass from her hand draining it’s contents. Then kneeling before her on the floor I motioned for her to spread her legs. A request that she willingly obliged. I kissed her thighs and belly running my fingers over her legs. Wanting to tease her to go slowly and savor her taste. I ran my fingernails lightly from her ankles to her outer thighs while lightly nibbling licking and kissing her inner thighs. The scent of he arousal was all I could smell as I moved closer to her pussy. I stuck my tongue out licking the full length of her wet slit. Madison bucked her hips forward as I slipped my tongue between the folds of her pussy finding her clit. As I sucked her clit between my lips I slid two fingers into her well lubricated pussy and began to fuck her slowly. She bucked her hips faster setting her own rhythm. Her hands left my head as she tugged her own nipples moaning louder. I could feel her muscles tightening around my fingers as she started to come. I dipped my head lower, removing my hand as I lapped her juices. I used my fingers to rub her clit as I swallowed every drop of her come. When I looked up Madison was smiling down at me, I put my wet fingers up to her mouth and she licked my hand clean without a word. Then she leaned down and kissed me as I pinched her hard nipples roughly. I leaned back pulling her on top of me, locking my legs around her hips. She nibbled my lower lip as she ran her hands over my breasts. Pulling back she looked down at me “Why the hell would you wear a dress that doesn’t unbutton” Before I could answer the doorbell rang. “I’m coming” I yelled hoping that it wasn’t one of my friends who would walk in without waiting. Madison rolled off of me, quickly snatching her dress from the couch as she ran through the swinging door that led to the kitchen. I stood trying to straighten my dress which was wrinkled from being bunched at my hips, and Madison had unbound my hair as I knelt between her legs. I was a mess but there was nothing I could do about it now. When I opened the door Courtney and Jessica were standing there waiting. Both of them looked a little shocked at my appearance. Courtney raised her eyebrow in question as Jessica asked “What happened to you?” “I was sleeping” “In your shoes?” Courtney asked skeptically “Yes” Clearly, neither one of them believed me . I couldn’t think of a plausible lie, but I couldn’t very well tell them that I was in the middle of fucking our English teacher. “What did you want?” I asked “To hang. We haven’t done anything in days” said Jessica “I’m sick” “You’re lying” Courtney said “Come on Jessica clearly Corrin doesn’t want to be around me. I mean us” Suddenly it dawned on me that Courtney thought I was trying to avoid her after what happened that afternoon. She was already turning to walk away as Jessica stood there looking confused. I grabbed her arm “Come on Courtney don’t be that way” She tried to pull her arm away from me but I tightened my grip, Knowing that I was stronger than her. I pulled her arm forcing her to turn and look at me. I leaned forward and kissed her. Her body was stiff and she just stood there. I pulled back and looked in her eyes, I let go of arm but I stayed where I was. Our faces were only inches from apart as I said “We don’t have to fight about this. I’ll call you tonight.” I embraced her, kissing her again this time she responded, parting her lips for my probing tongue. When I pulled away Jessica was just standing there staring at us. I laughed but she looked pissed. “Jealous?” I asked pulling her into our embrace. I kissed her firmly on the lips. her mouth was warm, she parted her lips and put her hand into my hair pulling me closer. Her kiss unlike Courtney’s was wet but still highly erotic. “I’ll call you two tonight” I said pulling away from my two friends. “I have to go” . With that I stepped back into the house closing and locking the door. Madison was in the kitchen eating an apple with her dress on but unbuttoned. I idly wondered where her underwear were as I watched her. “Who was it?” “Courtney and Jess.” “They gone?” “Of course.” “Good.” As she said this she threw the apple core away and walked over to me. “I believe we have some unfinished business to attend to” She was caressing the back of my thighs as she spoke, I pressed myself against her, rubbing my pussy on her thigh as she cupped my ass. she moved her hands briefly to unzip my dress and pull it over my head. It was followed by my bra. Then her hands were back on my ass . She slid her hands into the back of my panties and ran her finger up and down my crack. I moaned wrapping my arms around her and kissing her. I felt her finger dipping into my pussy for a moment before she slipped it into my ass. I moved my hips faster gripping her hair as I shuddered in orgasm. Madison pulled away from me. As I loosened my grip on her hair. She had removed her finger from my ass and rested her hands on my hips. “I want to taste you” she said She stepped away from me, pulling out a kitchen chair she faced it away from the table. Then she turned back to where I stood. Putting her hand into the waistband of my panties, she pulled forcefully ,the lacey fabric ripped easily. She threw the ruined underwear to the floor and pointed to the chair “Sit” I sat “Good girl” “Spread your legs” I spread my legs for her without hesitation. She walked up to the chair, leaning slightly she ran her fingers up and down my slit. I arched my back but she removed her hand, pinching my nipples roughly. She stepped back again “Spread your pussy for me.” I spread my nether lips apart showing her the pinkness inside. “Now rub your clit.” I followed her commands rubbing my clit with on hand while keeping my pussy spread so she could see it. “Put one finger in your pussy for me.” I slipped one finger into my pussy as I used my thumb massage my clit. “Slower” I slowed the rhythm as Madison stared at my wet finger going in and out of my pussy. She was breathing heavily as she told me to use two fingers. I did as she told me. I had never masturbated in front of anyone, I had no idea that it would be this intense. I wasn’t going to be able to hold out much longer, I knew I would come any minute. Madison had her fingers buried in her cunt as she watched me. Her other hand was pinching her nipples. I kept my eyes on her as I pumped my hand in and out of my pussy. Feeling my muscles tighten around my fingers I was moaning loudly. My orgasm sent Madison over the edge. She was moaning and bucking her hips as she pumped harder and faster, pinching her nipples roughly. When her orgasm subsided she knelt in front of my spread legs, and lick my clit. I shuddered from the brief contact. My clit was so sensitive it almost ached. “Did you do this for me?” She asked cupping my hairless pussy. I nodded in response. She ran her tongue over the smooth skin, then she dipped lower licking my clit again. She sucked it into her mouth lashing it rapidly with the tip of her tongue. I shuddered again, sweat was running down my back as I had the most intense orgasm of my life. It lasted no more than a minute. I couldn’t focus my eyes for about 20 seconds afterwards and I wondered if I would pass out. I didn’t blackout but I felt as if some one had taken my picture using an extremely bright flash bulb. Little colored dots danced before my eyes, Then everything was back in focus. I knew I wouldn’t be able to stand just then, my legs felt weak and wobbly and I was already sitting down. Madison was looking up into my face smiling. I leaned over and kissed her lips. The Bitch Ch. 04 After a few moments I took off my shoes and stood. Madison was had already gotten up and was drinking a glass of Wine from a bottle my father had left in the refrigerator last time he was home. Knowing him it was probably outrageously expensive and from a years before I was born. I walked over and opened the fridge and rummaged around until I found something edible. I hadn’t been grocery shopping for ages so I ended up eating a container of yogurt that hadn’t yet expired. “What do you do for food?” “Go out or order take out” I shrugged She rolled her eyes in the way that adults always do when they get all full of themselves and are about to lecture you about responsibility. “Please spare me” I said as she opened her mouth to speak She closed her mouth then opened it again “You don’t even know what I was going to say” “I know it was going to be something about responsibility being an adult or eating right” She raised her eyebrow but didn’t say a word . “Are you hungry? I could order something” “No I have to leave” “You could stay if you wanted” much to my chagrin my last statement made me sound like a little kid. “No pouting Corrin “ She gave me a not so playful swat on my naked ass. This time I purposely acting like a kid, as she was buttoning her dress I was undoing it, she tried to push my fingers away but I persisted. Finally she was so exasperated that she turned her back to me then walked toward the living room while buttoning her dress. I followed watching her get her purse from beside the couch. She took out her keys and a piece of black fabric. She tossed The fabric to me. I held it up and saw that it was her black lace thong. She winked at me then kissed my lips lightly before heading for the garage. I walked upstairs, grabbing my car keys off of the coffee table on the way. Knowing full well that she wouldn’t be able to get out of the driveway with me parked in the middle of it. I was in the bathroom inside of my room when I heard the garage door opening then closing. I started the shower smiling and stepped beneath the still frigid spray. It was only a few moments before Madison was pounding the locked door of the bathroom. I pretended not to hear her as I shampooed my hair. “Corrin” “Corrin” “I know you can her me you little bitch” She was yelling through the door . When it became apparent that I wasn’t going to open the door she grew silent. I stayed in the shower ten more minutes. When I got out I dried off and put on lavender oil to moisturize my skin. Then I put on the small red shorts and top that I had grabbed. I took care washing my face and toweling my hair until it was only slightly damp. I even brushed my teeth. This all took thirty more minutes. Madison was probably fuming by now. I smiled at my reflection before picking up my keys and opening the door. She was sitting on the bed staring daggers at the bathroom door, I almost shut the door back just to get away from her eyes. She rose from the bed never taking her eyes off of me. I would almost swear she wasn’t even blinking. She was walking toward me slowly. Surely she wouldn’t hurt me. The fact that I had to reassure myself that my teacher wouldn’t physically hurt me didn’t really seem to comforting to me. I wondered if I should just run for it, she saw my eyes dart to the door and shook her head. “Don’t” she said I just stood there. She was right in front of me now before I knew what was happening she drew her hand back and slapped me right across the face. Tears sprang to my eyes automatically. “give me the keys” she was speaking very quietly, everyone in class knew this as a warning signal. But she was mistaking if she thought I was going to let her slap me like that angry or not. I raised my hand and slapped her using the back of my hand instead of my palm. Then I threw the keys in my other hand across the room “If you want the keys then fetch, and don’t you ever slap me again you fucking bitch” She was obviously stunned. Then she did something unexpected, smiling she leaned forward and kissed me running her fingers through my hair and cupping my head. I slipped my hands around her hips pressing my body fully against her. Madison broke the kiss slipping her arms around my neck loosely as we embraced. She laughed looking into my eyes. “Why do you defy me Corrin?” I smiled “Because it’s fun. I wasn’t kidding though Madison. Don’t your ever slap me like that again.” “I know you weren’t” she said stoking my face. “Are you sorry?” “Hell no.” “no you wouldn’t be would you” “No I wouldn’t.” she said “I really do need to go Corrin” “Fine.” I retrieved the keys and she followed me downstairs I backed my car out of the driveway allowing her to back out of the garage before pulling back into the driveway. When I went in the house I realized for the second day in a row Madison hadn’t returned my garage door opener. I smiled as I closed the door from the inside of the garage. To be continued.... Part five coming soon. Will it be the conclusion? Please vote and send feedback. The Bitch Ch. 05 This story is copyright 2003 of destinie21 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. Enjoy... Please send feedback and vote. * * * * * I was exhausted after four days of sexual antics, I needed to rest. I ate a sandwich and took a quick shower before turning in for the night. When I woke the next morning I wanted to do something special for Madison, as it was our last official day together. I had no idea what I could do though. I usually wasn't one to get all-sentimental after a few fucks, then again up until this week I wasn't one to hop into bed with my teachers either. I got out of bed and went to my closet, it was filled to capacity and yet I had nothing to wear. God when had my wardrobe become so predictably pop star chic? I had some outfits that I knew Madison would adore but I had no desire to get suspended for breaking dress code. I wandered into my father's room and walked into his closet taking a pair of black suspenders and a black sports coat before heading back to my room. I decided on a pair of black shorts that bordered on indecent and a fitted button down white shirt. Not even bothering with underwear I slipped into the shorts and a black bra. Then the shirt. I connected the suspenders and tried on the coat. The rest of the outfit was fine but the coat was vetoed, simply because it I looked like a kid playing dress-up. I returned it to my father's closet and took a black silk necktie instead. Putting the tie on I checked myself out in the mirror. Perfect. Back in my room I put on a pair of black shoes with a pointed toe and an ankle strap. The shoes were very high and they had no back. I figured by the end of the day my feet would hurt like hell but it would be worth it. My legs looked damn good and it looked like this was the outfit I'd be wearing. I brushed my hair into a severe looking ponytail and braided it. Generally I didn't bother with make up but today I outlined my eyes dramatically and applied a dark maroon lipstick. In the end I looked like a dominatrix on her day off. I grabbed my school bag and left the house. I was at school by ten after seven and in the classroom by five minute later. I was surprised to see that Madison wasn't there. In her place was a blond woman. She looked at me as I entered the classroom. I didn't bother introducing myself instead I asked her "Where's Ms. Santos." "She's not here today I'm Miss..." Before I could catch her name I was out the door. I headed instead to the computer lab. Seating myself at a computer I quickly logged in and went to the school homepage. With barely any trouble at all I hacked through the crappy firewall and accessed the main office database. I found what I was looking for and closed the site. I remembered to logout and erase the history and cookies as well as the temporary Internet files before shutting down the system. Walking out of the school I returned to my car. Within Ten minutes I had reached my destination. Parking my car on the street I sat for a moment Then I dialed the number I had gotten from the computer. After One ring I hung up knowing it took two rings for caller I'd to register. I dialed the number again this time on the first ring she picked up. She had probably been standing by the phone. I hung up I just wanted to make sure she was home. Getting out of the car I made my way up the driveway and rang the bell. Madison opened the door and although she didn't look surprised she asked "what brings you by?" "I was in the neighborhood" "How'd you get my address?" As she said this she stepped back and allowed me to enter the house. "Phonebook." I replied after she closed the door "Funny, I'm not listed." "Imagine that." Of course I didn't tell her that I'd looked even before this. I had known she wouldn't make it that easy anyway. She smiled as I took in her appearance she was wearing a blue satin robe that brushed her ankles and through the thin material I could tell she wore nothing underneath. Her hair fell naturally and she was drinking what smelled like a cup of coffee. "You really should be getting to school" She said turning to head deeper into the house. I followed her. Ignoring her statement I said "you know Madison, You really should work on your manners. Your people skills are horrible." She turned raising her eyebrow. "Oh, and why don't you tell me why that is Corrin?" "Well Madi, When a girl comes out of her way to see her favorite teacher, one would think she'd get a proper greeting." Putting her cup down on the kitchen table she stepped closer to me. Our lips were inches apart and she whispered "Slut" "Bitch" I said without even batting an eye "That's my girl" she kissed me then. The feel of her lips always made me tingle. As she cupped my ass. I allowed myself the luxury of weighing her breasts in my hands. I could feel her nipples pucker beneath the silky material as I ran my fingers over them. She pulled away from the kiss although she still cradled my ass in her hands as I stroked her breasts. I was staring into her blue eyes as she unbuttoned my shorts, there was no teasing between us now, just the heavy blanket of lust. She slipped her fingers into me first one then another, as her thumb traced over my clit. She sent shudders from the roots of my hair to the soles of my feet, pushing hard and fasts into my slick cunt. I thrust my hips trying to move faster than her hand as she kept me strung out over the sharply pointed edges of orgasm. She was kissing my neck her breath sliding hotly over my skin as her free hand unbuttoned my shirt. Her lips found my nipple through the lacey material of my bra and I shivered as she tugged bit and teased me to the edge of climax. I pulled her closer begging. "Please Madison, oh God please." Still her fingers beat the too slow rhythm of sweet torment into my dripping sex. My cries weren't words anymore just broken breaths and sounds. Without warning she pulled her hand away, and stood leaving my cunt grasping for her absent fingers. "Consider yourself greeted." She smiled and sat at the table picking up a paper that had been there. She began to read after taking a sip of the coffee she had set down only moments before. If I hadn't been so frustrated I might have laughed. She was good. Damn good, but so was I. Before the day was over I'd make her pay for that. I grabbed a chair from the table facing it toward her. I took of my clothes and dropped them to the ground before seating myself in the chair. Madison hadn't so much as glanced my way but I knew she could see me out of the corner of her eye. I propped one foot on the edge of her chair just barely touching her with the tip of my shoe, and the other on the ground. I ran my hands over my breasts pinching the nipples hard before pulling them outward. I lifted one breast licking and tugging the nipple into my mouth as my other hand traced over my abdomen. My cunt was soaked and sensitive from Madison's touch. I gasped as I ran two fingers between my spread lips in an upward motion. My body jerked as my fingers met my clit. Working the flesh in fast circles I climaxed within moments. Madison still hadn't looked at me, and when I calmed she spoke. "Stop making a spectacle of yourself" Her tone betrayed her words, her voice was filled with lust and even as she sat pretending to ignore me I could tell by the rise and fall of her breasts that her breathing was irregular. She was just as turned on as I was; probably even more so as she'd had no release. I took my feet and put them in her lap crossing them at the ankle. I pressed down a little putting light pressure on her pussy. "Move your feet." This time she did look at me. I smiled and moved my feet around on her lap purposely misinterpreting her words. She spread her legs slightly then tightened them again. "That is not what I meant." I didn't respond but I did stop moving around. I just let my feet rest in her lap. "Do you like my shoes?" She didn't answer, just flipped the paper and continued to read. After a moment she ran her fingers over the tip of one of my shoes. She caressed my foot and ankle as he read. She actually seemed to be petting my shoes. For a while neither one of us said anything. For my part I was busy watching her and enjoying this new sensation. I had always found a good pair of high heels sexy but paid no special attention to the feet. I found that Madison's fingers running lightly over my feet were an immense turn on. Madison was actually reading the paper. I was beginning to understand that this was probably her routine and she seemed to be sending a message that I was welcome to stay but not to disrupt her. When she was done reading she folded the paper and placed it on the table, then pushing my feet gently to the ground she pushed her chair back and stood. Without a word she untied her robe and dropped it on the ground. The sight of her naked body still took my breath away. I stood as well, because I still had my shoes on I stood taller that her and she had to tilt her head slightly to kiss me. Her tongue slipped into my mouth and I sucked it gently causing her to moan. I ran my fingers over her body slowly tracing her curves. She was running her hands up my back and into my hair pulling me closer. Everywhere her fingers touched I felt little tingles as if she were some sort of electric charge. I couldn't get enough of her. Finally we separated breathless and flushed. She took my hand and led me to the staircase. I followed her admiring the view as she went up. Inside the bedroom she sat on her bed and held her arms out to me. Straddling her lap I asked. "Did you know I'd be here today?" "I suspected if I didn't show up you would." Her fingers were in my hair undoing the braid and pulling the ponytail holder gently. My hair fell in waves down my back. "why didn't you just give me your address or call me?" "I wanted you to come to me all on your own." "Like some sort of test?" She shook her head, but offered no other response. After a few moments of silence I opened my mouth to question her but she placed her index finger over my lips. "Drop it." Never being one to let things drop I opened my mouth to say something more. Again She replaced her finger with her lips. After a brief kiss she looked into my eyes. "Drop it please." I nodded "It's dropped." She smiled again seeming relieved. She put her hand on the base of my neck and we kissed again. I was surprised how quickly my passion for her seemed to spin out of control. My hands wanted to consume all of her, and at the same time to savor this moment. What if this was the last time? Before I could move she slipped her fingers easily into my wetness. I gasped as she moved her hand in short hard strokes. My hips rocked with the motion of her hand as my fingers gripped her bare shoulders. She pressed her thumb against my clit making my body tense with each stroke and wiggle of her fingers. She pressed he lips to mine and gripped my hair hard as I climaxed moaning and writhing against her. She kept her hand inside of me neither of us moving as I calmed. I was content to just look into her eyes but after a moment she looked away. Even with all the sexual intimacy we had shared, looking in my eyes seemed to unsettle her. I didn't think overmuch about the issue. Disengaging myself from her hand, I knelt before her. Madison spread her thighs willingly and I drank her in. Her scent surrounded me, and I could feel her liquid heat flowing from her center. Her juices coated my lips as I kissed her, spreading her lips and savoring her essence. I pulled her clit in to my mouth sucking lightly as my tongue caressed the sensitive flesh. I could feel Madison tensing as her moans grew louder. I loved that she was so vocal, her cries spurred me on. I pushed first two, then three fingers into her cunt. Her muscles contracted around my fingers as I pulled her clit between my lips sucking harder. Her fingers gripped my head against her as her legs locked around my neck. I felt like I was suffocating in her warmth. When she was spent she loosened her legs a bit I stayed where I was lightly licking and sucking her pussy. I wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her to me as I took her again. Her hands clasped the bed sheets this time, the fabric was scrunched and abused by her clawing hands and still I let my tongue tease her. I wanted her to her to forget everything but this moment and my name. I pushed my index and middle fingers into her one crossed over the other rotating my wrist, as my tongue stroked her clit in a steady rhythm. We were both sweating and she was trembling with unspent passion. I was very near climaxing myself, just from the taste and feel of her. Madison was begging now. Pleading in short half sentences. She tried desperately to grind her cunt against my face but with each thrust of her hips I moved away a bit. Again I buried my face between her thighs as my hand moved faster when she was on the edge of climax; I moved my hand away and stood. With a smile on my face I told her "Turnabout is fair play" Even with her eyes clouded with passion the look she gave me was enough to make my make my heart skip a beat, and for a fraction of a second my blood ran a little colder. She stood, and it took all my will not to take a step backward as she advanced on me. She was standing close enough for me to feel the heat of her body. When her lips were no more than an inch from mine she spoke. "Why would you think I was playing fair?" She smiled and kissed me again this time more passionately. I opened up to her, already throwing caution to the wind. It crossed my mind that she was in all likelihood just toying with me. Still I knew when it came to Madison I was fighting a losing battle. The only important thing now is that I keep that fact from her. I pulled her closer pressing my body fully against her. I could feel the slickness of her cunt against my thigh. I wanted to be able to step back and not want her, but I was to far gone for that. I was addicted to Madison and I needed a quick fix. My hands roved over her body and with each touch I let my nails graze her flesh lightly. Madison kissed my ear and her hot breath brushed my neck. This foreplay and teasing turned me on more than any quick fuck ever could. I wanted her in a way that I hadn't wanted anyone before. I knew that even my most experienced lovers had never bought me to this height of passion. Something about Madison made me want to fight her and give into her all at once. Presently I had no inclination to fight Madison's hands as she rolled my nipples between her thumb and forefinger. The sensations she sent through my body were a delicious mixture of pleasure and pain. She tugged my nipples harder and the pain disappeared almost completely giving way to intense pleasure, that rolled through my body like a flash flood. I barely heard Madison's hot whispers, as she bent her head to kiss my neck. She kissed my neck gently and pulled the skin softly between her teeth. I didn't know if my legs could support me. She hadn't even touched my cunt yet but already I could feel the beginnings of an intense orgasm building in my body. It was a coil that wound tighter and tighter until the sheer will of her wet lips on my neck, and her soft fingertips on my breasts made the coil snap. I felt my tightening; grasping at nothing as Madison bowed her had and took my left nipple into her mouth. She bit and rolled it between her teeth roughly. I ran my fingers through her head and held her close to me. The sensations she lavished on me made me weak in the knees. I felt sure I would collapse. When I was spent I pulled her head up and kissed her face. Her forehead, cheeks ears, nose and finally her lips. She relaxed against me and for once I had the feeling that she wasn't holding anything back. I ran my lip down her neck kissing her collarbone and her shoulder. I kissed the upper most part of he breasts before moving to kiss her arm. I felt rather than heard her gasp as I ran my tongue over the bend in her arm. Finally I bought her hand to my lips and licked each fingertip before pressing my lips to her palm. Madison was looking directly into my eyes as I pressed her hand to my lips. I held her gaze and saw something in her eyes that I'd never seen before. I saw her submit. All her defenses were down and the vulnerability in her eyes pulled me to her more strongly than her confidence and mind games had. Despite all the sex and teasing she had never fully had me. Yet in an instant she had turned me out, with her eyes. In that moment I knew I would do anything for her, all she had to do was ask. I smiled and released her hand, letting my fingers graze the side of her face, before leading her to the bed. She sat and spread her legs willingly as I knelt before her. I took her left leg by the ankle and looking into her eyes I kissed her bare foot. I saw the surprise in her face, as my tongue caressed the arch of her delicate foot. I had never noticed by Madison's feet were sexy. From the tip of her pedicured toes to the sweet curve of her heels. I kissed each toe individually before moving to the other foot. My lips grazed her foot, gently; I had never kissed anyone's feet before never known that just the flex of the toes could turn me on. I dropped her foot and looked again to her eyes. They were so intensely blue that for a moment I paused, just to look at her. She smiled slowly as she let her foot caress my thigh. I loved the sensation but right now I wanted more than anything to make Madison come. I wanted to make her forget my earlier transgressions and have her panting my name again. I moved my hand to catch her foot. I saw the question in her face but held her ankle fast. I ran my fingers up her legs and for the first time I realized she had dancers legs. They were so shaped by dance I could almost feel the Emboité leaps and pirouettes as I let my fingers caress the smooth brow skin and acquaint themselves with her smooth calves and thighs. I felt a bit of regret at the fact that I had been with her, fucked her, and touched her. Yet I hadn't really seen her. Hadn't appreciated the liquid smoothness of the body I desired so. I realized as I knelt before her, that I wanted to know her. I wanted to know what made her catch her breath with lust and what were the exact steps to igniting her passions? More than that I wanted to know who she was as a person not just as a sexual escapade. I could feel the tears swimming in my eyes. I hadn't even known they were coming. They'd crept up on me with the stealth of a jungle cat stalking its prey. I lowered my eyes quickly; the last thing I needed was for Madison to see my feelings written so clearly across my face. My mouth was on her thigh now. I let the air from my lips brush against her cunt. She gasped she was already wet and spread with anticipation. I buried my head between her thighs giving her a long open-mouthed lovers kiss. Her juices coated my lips as the tears fell from my eyes. I attacked her sex with a passionate vengeance. Licking sucking and tasting as I silently wept. My fingers drove into her, mirroring the racing beat of my heart. She arched her back and moaned my name as her orgasm rushed up to meet her bucking hips. Her hands were tangled in my sweaty hair and my lips caressed her pussy. I wasn't content I wanted more of her and I wanted more from her too. My lips retraced the path that led her to ecstasy and she let me take her there two more times before pushing me away. I rested my head on her stomach still not ready to look into her eyes. I was afraid she'd see my love as easily as I'd spotted her submission. The Bitch Ch. 05 Madison cradled my head against her running her hands through the sweaty curls. We didn't speak. Maybe both of us were too afraid. I felt sure that if I opened my mouth the unwanted words would burst from my lips. Those three words that had only been spoken to family and friends. Never even once to one of the few people I'd shared my body with. God damnit! Why her? I silently questioned. Why not someone who would love me or at the very least care? In my mind Madison was still a bitch even underneath the satisfaction we both shared I knew she didn't care. Right? I tried to get it in my head even as I turned my head to inhale the fragrance of her skin. I couldn't love her. Not even a little, but my heart was already gone. I knew that as surely as I knew my name. * * * * * Just a friendly note from the author: My writing is directly linked with feedback, Good bad or whatever just send feedback and vote. The Bitch Ch. 06 This story is copyright 2003 of destinie21 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. Enjoy.... ************************ When I first woke I was a little disoriented. Well maybe disoriented isn’t the right word, after all I knew where I was and who I was with and even how I got there. What I didn’t know was why I felt so right waking up in Madison’s bed in her house and in her arms. I had it bad. I watched her for a full eight minutes before she opened her eyes and looked dead at me. My heart skipped a beat as she pressed her lips to mine. The kiss was tender at first, then demanding. I felt fire rushing through my veins and I knew only the taste of her would put it out. I trailed kisses from her neck to the curve of her breast stopping to tug her nipple between my lips. I sucked gently until she parted her lips and moaned my name. I couldn’t get enough of her, my hands ran over her body like rain and I wanted to consume her. My lips burned a path to the slick wet place between her parted thighs. I tasted her core, the taste that was distinctly Madison. I spread my lips over her cunt sucking her clit into my mouth, and flicking it rapidly with my tongue. She arched against me as I pushed my fingers into her. Within moments I could feel her climax, I loved the shallow sound of her breathing and the moans that came from her lips. Her thighs flexed around me as she arched her back from the bed. When she was spent she lay there seemingly dazed. I hovered above her now. “Fuck, Corrin.” Madison’s voice was barely a whisper and a smile crept around the corners of her lips. As if she was too tired for a full fledged grin. Her fingers toyed with the end of my curls as I relaxed against her. There was so much that I wanted to say but I couldn’t find the words, and even if I wasn’t speechless I would have surely held my tongue. “What are you thinking Corrin?” “Nothing I should say out loud.” Madison’s fingers had trailed down my back and onto my ass. I pressed more fully against her as she turned on her side. She bought her fingertips over the curve of my hip and the slowly downward. I caught my breath as she entered me easily. Two fingers gently massaged my inner core before she pulled them almost completely from my cunt. She watched my face as her hand once again moved inward. My body was burning up from the inside out. Each long slow stroke of her strong fingers pushed me closer to the edge but the momentum was to slow and lazy. I pressed my hips upward urging her on, and asking in half sentences if she would go faster. The languid steadiness of her fingers told me she would not honor my request. She stretched my passion like canvas over a wooden frame. I was all taunt and ready, I wanted to explode in a fit of colors. Her eyes never left mine as she brought me to a slow liquid melt with her long fingers. There was no screams or outbursts this time, no uncontrolled passion. And yet the intensity made all my muscles tense and when I was spent there was a pleasant ache in my legs and thighs. I could feel the sheen of sweat on my body, and Madison’s fingers were comfortable inside of my well sexed pussy. I smiled my thanks as we lay there exhausted and comfortable. Eventually Madison pulled away from me and we reluctantly left the bed. Our stomachs had rumbled their protests over being ignored. In the kitchen she prepared sandwiches and some sort of delicious spicy pasta. I felt a little awkward because outside of innuendo and flirting we hadn’t really talked. I didn’t even know her interests. I was so busy focusing on myself that I didn’t even stop to think that Madison’s feelings mirrored mine, but when I met her eyes across the table I could see she was a little nervous. She lifted the corner of her mouth in a half smile, and of course my heart skipped a beat. “Tell me Corrin, what do you do for fun?” I raised my eyebrow and I couldn’t resist. “You.” She laughed and half choked on the iced tea she had been sipping. “I should have seen that coming a mile away.” “Uh oh Madi are you slipping?” “No I’m falling.” I couldn’t breathe. What did she mean? Did she mean what I wanted her to mean or was she teasing? I couldn’t even tell what her expression was because she had lowered her head. When our eyes met again I saw that she had put her defenses back up. I realized in an instant that the words had surprised her as much as they had surprised me. She hadn’t intended to speak them. I may not have known Madison’s favorite color but I did know that she was not a woman that you could force into anything. For the second time that day, and quite possibly for the first time in my life I put someone else’s feelings completely before mine. This time there was no promise of sex to goad me into submission, I did it all on my own, and I did it out of respect, I could barely believe it myself. Not only did I think I loved Madison I was beginning to suspect I respected her too. God my heart should have been sinking but the damn fool was flip flopping and soaring. My brain was rebelling with daydreams and I knew any minute my body would be calling for mutiny. When had I lost control? Or more accurately when had I been in control? Madison was looking at me over the rim of her glass as she took another swallow of her tea. She of course had no idea of my introspective musings nor the fact that I had just had some sort of breakthrough. She seemed to still be braced for confrontation. I could tell by the set of her shoulders and the look in her eyes. I looked at her for a moment longer before speaking. “Are you always this boring after a morning of sex?” She acknowledged my gesture with a brief smile or at least I imagined she did. “Morning?” She had her brow raised in question. I glanced at the clock on the wall and was surprised to see that it was a quarter after one. I shrugged “I think one of us is a nympho.” “It’s me.” Before I could respond she had stood up and rounded the table. She pulled my chair back from the table and sat on my lap. Having her ass on my pussy made the fires that had never truly died blaze. Her fingers were inside the robe now pinching my hard nipples as her lips and tongue attacked my mouth. She was neither gentle nor slow in her consumption of me. Madison took me with fervor, all hands and lips. Pulling and tugging, at skin licking and sucking adding wetness to wetness with her saliva. Her head was buried between my legs and my hands held her there. I was pulling her hair tight in my clenched hands as her tongue whipped hard concise circles over my clit. She had three fingers in me pushing in hard fast strokes that made me utter dirty things. My hips bucked and I ground my cunt in her face with each upward thrust. I wrapped my legs around her head locking my ankles behind her neck, I wanted her as close as she could be to me. I could feel my pussy gripping her fingers and the waves of orgasm flowing through me but she didn’t stop. I was begging her not to stop. She took me with her lips until I had to push her away. Her mouth and chin were wet with me and it was the most erotic thing I had ever seen. I nearly fell from the chair when I bent cupping her face in my hands I kissed her, she was a sticky mess and I cleaned her with my tongue. Trailing it along her full bottom lip, licking her jaw line nipping her and chin before finally kissing her mouth again. We stood heading for the bedroom. We made love again and again pausing occasionally to drift off to sleep. Whichever one of us rose first initiated some small kiss or caress that inevitably lead to fucking. At times we were sweet and gentle and then we would be rough and hasty but always passionate. I wanted to spend the night with her but she didn’t invite me and I was still to proud to ask. When I left it was hours after nightfall and I was exhausted and I wondered what would happen with us. Neither of us had said a word about what happened after today. Once again my pride kept me from asking and I suppose hers kept her from telling. I laughed a little at my own thoughts because I had automatically cast her as the one who would decide our fate. For my entire life, all eighteen years of it I was sure if I didn’t know any other truths I knew my truths. Then BANG, in a week I was questioning myself and my certainties were only distant memories. My world was upside down and I was still trying to live right side up. All I knew now was who, Madison. Who else in a woman’s life but another woman would have the audacity to be behind so much confusion and heartache? It was Monday morning and I hadn’t heard a peep from her. Three and a half days she had left me twisting in the wind. I started to call her I had even dialed the number. Well almost, to be precise I had dialed six of the numbers and then hung up. I had done that more times than I care to mention. I hadn’t bothered to get up before the alarm this time. My pride and my ego were too wounded to go running behind her like some lovesick kid. She was probably moving on to her next fling, I was last week’s news. I dressed like I didn’t care, the look had taken almost an hour to perfect. A pair of low rise jeans and a pink peasant top. Low cut enough to show off my breasts but not so low as to appear desperate. I had even straightened my hair, every last curl. Something I never did because it was terribly tedious. My hair hung abouit six inches above my waist, the strands swayed and shimmed as if nature had made them that way. A little makeup hid the dark circles under my eyes and mascara helped me look innocent enough to seem carefree. As if my heart wasn’t breaking with every beat. I jammed my painted pink toes into a pair of pink platform flip flops and left the house. I stopped at Harbucks for the first time in days. I was agitated and I was seriously thinking of murdering the lady in front of me. If a person can’t decide what they want after fifteen minutes of standing in the slow moving line, with their head angled upward at the menu above the counter then I should be able to kill them or at the very least cause bodily harm. I had what my mother would have referred to as a terrible case of the piss-offs. I guzzled the coffee in my car chucking the cup into the trash after I arrived at school. I was just breezing through the classroom door as the final bell rang. Madison didn’t even give me a second glace as I sat in my seat trying to look unaffected and detached. Of course I was hyper aware and with twenty ounces of coffee surging through my sleep deprived body I was on edge. I thought for a moment that if she didn’t stop making my heart race every time I saw her I might drop dead of a heart attack before graduation. She was wearing a deep gray pants that left everything to the imagination and a cream colored blouse, the Jacket to the suit hung over her chair. The shoes she wore were only a step away from being conservative and she had on a strand of pearls with matching earrings. I bet the pearls were fakes. I wanted to gag she looked so… republican. Not that she had dressed like a harlot before she had just had more flare. She still looked amazing no amount of downplay could hide her raw sexuality. Even the severe bun did nothing but accent her face. I wondered what she was trying to prove. I wasn’t listening to the lesson at all, and although I could see that everyone had a book out while she was talking about something or other I just sat there. I got away with it for about twenty minutes before she called my name. I focused my eyes and looked right into hers. “Will you be joining us today Corrin?” She had put on her teacher tone, all authority and projection although there was a distinct coldness. I stood picking up my bag and holding her gaze. “No Miss Santos I don’t think I will.” I didn’t look back as I opened the door and stepped from the room. I could hear her calling me before the door swung shut. I took deep breaths and tried to stay calm, I made it all the way to the stairs before I broke into a full fledged run. I damn near broke my neck running to the car in flip flops. By the time I got to the car I knew I had overreacted , but at present there was nothing I could do to help the situation. I certainly couldn’t just walk back into the classroom like everything was peachy keen. I knew there would probably hell to pay later . My cell phone was ringing before I got to the end of the parking lot. It was Jessica then it was Courtney. Their numbers flashed across the screen and after a while I ignored the annoying little song the phone played. I knew that I would eventually owe those two an explanation but what could I say now? Sorry guys I’ve turned into an instant spaz because I started fucking Miss Santo’s and now I have feelings for her. I did wonder for a moment how they had gotten out of her sight long enough to call me but I didn’t think on it overmuch. I may as well have penciled in a fit with Madison at 3:15 pm because she showed up as I’d known she would and she was mad as hell. I had laid down on the bed for what was only to be fifteen minutes. Of course I awoke hours later. Something had disturbed me. In less than thirty seconds that something made itself apparent. Madison was walking up the stairs and in a moment she was in my room. The garage door had woken me when she opened it. I had forgotten she had not returned the opener. I sat up running my fingers through my hair slightly mortified that she was seeing me like this. Despite my leftover anger, the sight of her still took my breath away and I had the most intense desire to unbind her hair and run my fingers through it. “What the fuck is wrong with you Corrin?” “Do you want an itemized list?” “I’m serious.” “I don’t know.” “What do you mean you don’t know?” “I mean I don’t fucking know!” I was screaming now and somewhere in my mind I knew that once again I was overreacting to the situation at hand. I got out of the bed and began to pace back and forth across the length of the room as I continued to speak. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me, Generally I can handle a roll in the hay, but all of a sudden I don’t know how to handle anything anymore. I don’t have any answers for myself let alone enough left over to explain to you.” Of course the one answer I did have was locked in the dark recesses of my mind like a maximum security prisoner. Lest it escape from my lips. Apparently my constant motion and the hysterical nature of my diatribe unsettled her. As I passed her she grabbed my arm. “Be still.” I had no choice but to be still, since she was holding my arm although her eyes alone would have held me in place had they pleaded with the same sweetness that was held in her voice. Sometime during my frantic rant the anger had flowed from her body like a cool breeze. Without thinking I leaned forward and brushed my lips against hers. Her hand fell from my arm as she embraced me and my body melted into hers. After a moment she broke the kiss saying that we shouldn’t be doing this. But even as the words formed , she was pulling my head closer to her neck where my lips and teeth licked sucked and nibbled. I kissed her lips again silencing her Her pants were undone and my fingers dipped into her hot silky flesh as she arched against me. She managed to unbutton her jacket then her blouse and slip them off without ever breaking contact. She let the garments fall to the floor as I pulled her closer, letting my wet fingertips caress her clit I leaned forward and pulled her left nipple between my lips tugging it through the lacey material of her bra. She began to tremble and I increased my efforts wanting her orgasm nearly as much as she did. Once she was spent we made our way over to the bed and collapsed in a horizontal heap. I pulled her pants off , but she stopped me before I removed her underwear. She rested her hand on her palm and spoke as her eyes scanned my face. “That shouldn’t have happened.” “Why?” “We can’t just fuck every time we have a disagreement.” “Were we having a disagreement?” Madison looked confused. “I thought we were.” “About what?” “I don’t know.” I knew what she meant. It seemed like we should be having a fight but now I wasn’t sure what it should be about. I reached over and pulled the hairpins from the bun she was wearing. I tossed them on the floor and ran my fingers through her thick dark hair. She made a sound reminiscent of a jungle cat. Her fingers toyed with the tips of my straightened hair. “I like your hair like this. Is it permanent?” I smiled I’d gladly go through hours of blow drying and flat ironing everyday if she liked it. “No.” “Good.” “Why good?” “Good because I like this, but I love the curls.” My heart skipped a beat to hear her associating the word love with something on me. I had been holding off asking her what I really wanted to know, but finally the words came slipping from my lips almost unplanned. “Why didn’t you call me?” I hated the slight tremor I heard in my own voice and hoped I could hold myself together. The last thing I wanted was to breakdown like a blubbering fool. She looked at me closely as if she were examining me. “I couldn’t.” “What do you mean you couldn’t? Why not?” She shrugged. “I just couldn’t. Why didn’t you call me.” “I was mad at you for ignoring me.” “Well did it ever occur to you that I might be just as mad?” Of course it hadn’t occurred to me. I couldn’t imagine her sitting by the phone waiting for me to call. But now that she had mentioned it I realized immediately that maybe I had been a little unfair to her. She was still studying me, when I met her eyes she leaned forward without a word and kissed me. I leaned into her and shifted my position so I was straddling her. We were kissing when I heard feet on the stairs. The bedroom door was wide open and I knew in a matter of moments we would be discovered. The room was in clear disarray and my teacher was half naked in my arms. There would be no way to talk my way out of this. Jessica and Courtney had stopped in their tracks at the scene before them. I had done the only thing I had time to do which was roll over and reverse our positions. I was facing the door and Madison had her back to them. She had wanted to get up and bolt but I’d known she wouldn’t have had time to make it across the room. I was looking right into her eyes and for the first time I saw fear. Jessica moved to take a step in the room and Courtney muttered “Jesus Christ” I pulled Madison closer and cradled her head in my chest to make sure they didn’t catch a glimpse of her profile. “I think you should probably leave.” The two of them looked at me and turned without a word and headed away. I could hear Courtney ask Jessica. “Who was that.” Jessica answered loud enough for both of us to hear. “I don’t know just some bitch, probably the one Corrin has been ditching us for.” I would have laughed had Madison not looked so shaken up. When they were gone I got up and shut the door, locking it as if that would somehow help now that it was too late. By the time I turned around she was fully dressed. I knew what she was going to say before she even spoke but the words knocked the wind out of me anyway. “That was way to close Corrin. Do you know what could have happened? We are over as of right now.” Of course I knew how badly the scene could have played out. Did she think I was a retard or something. “Don’t do this Madison.” “It’s already done.” She walked out of the room and I didn’t even try to stop her. I certainly wasn’t going to make a scene. I knew it wouldn’t have mattered and somehow I knew she would have absolutely hated it. The Bitch Ch. 06 When I thought she was far enough away I burst into tears. Not silent sad tears but heaving heart wrenching gut churning sobs. I hadn’t cried like this since my mother died. When I couldn’t cry anymore I got my shoes on and grabbed my car keys. It was time to explain at least partially to my friends what was going on. They had been there for me at the worst times in my life and I hoped to god they would be there for me now. It had only been a little more than a week since my life had turned upside down although it felt like a lifetime. When I passed the small table by the front door I saw that my garage door opener was there. If I’d had anymore tears left I might have cried. I hadn’t called either one of my friends because I figured they wouldn’t answer the phone and right now I couldn’t handle even one more ounce of rejection. I found them both at Jessica’s house. I rang the bell and waited. Jessica opened the door looking mad and stood there blocking the entrance with her body. I knew I deserved at least part of this cold treatment. “Can I come in?” From inside the house I could hear Courtney asking who it was. Jessica ignored my question and answered Courtney. “It’s no one.” She started to close the door but I held out my hand to stop it. “Oh so now I’m no one? “ “Just go Corrin.” “Fine I’m gone, at least tell Courtney I said goodbye.” I embraced her quickly before walking away. When I drove away she was still standing in the doorway looking at me. I drove home and shoved a few clothes in a suitcase and made sure the house was locked an the alarm set. I was at the airport less than a half hour later I bought a wildly expensive ticket to California on a flight that would leave in an hour and my car was safely parked in long term parking. I stayed in California for eight days. I called my father to assure him I was fine, although I didn’t tell him where I was. After my mother had died we were both careful not to let the other worry that one of us could be dead. I told him I had to get away for a awhile to deal with some things. Being a runner himself he didn’t protest too much. Even if he had it wouldn’t have mattered it was far to late for him to try to start parenting me now. Finally his guilt money had come through to pay for more than a few pairs of over priced jeans and afternoon lattes, for that I was thankful. I wanted to have affairs with nameless woman to somehow drive the thought of Madison from my mind but I didn’t. I wanted to but it wasn’t in my makeup to be that careless with my body not to mention the fact that I was in love with a woman who‘s image clung to the inside of my mind. I spent most of the time in my hotel room because as it turned out the beach and the glaring sun did little ease my pain. The nightlife on the other hand was great. I could go to clubs and dance and grind against woman and fill up on daiquiris. For a few hours at a time I was free. After eight days of hangovers and sleepless nights I flew home. I knew I couldn’t get away from my heart no matter how I tried. My little vacation had not proved helpful and coming home was welcome although I didn’t embrace the problems that awaited me there. It was Tuesday morning when I pulled into my driveway, I had left in a hurry so I had not even thought about going to the post office asking them to hold the mail so it was practically bursting from the mailbox and the damn paper boy had left newspapers all over the porch. I dropped the newspapers and the mail and my lone suitcase in the front hall and proceeded to my room. I departed from it almost immediately Madison’s image was in every corner of the place and the scent of her perfume clung to my sheets taunting me. I ended up in my father’s room it was the only place that didn’t have her memory etched on its walls. I lay in his bed and slept hoping to find escape in unconsciousness. Even in my dreams she was there and the sleep was fitful at best. I woke to the sound of someone beating on the front door as though they had lost their mind. I didn’t want to see anyone so my first inclination was to ignore them. Whoever was out there was not going to be ignored they kept knocking and ringing the doorbell like mad. Finally I went down and flung the door open ready to go off on whatever fool was on the other side Madison pushed past me and slammed the door. Before I could utter a word she backhanded the hell out of me. I shoved her away from me with enough force to make her stagger but not fall. We stared at each other, and I braced myself because it looked like she was going to lunge at me. Instead she spoke. “What the hell were you thinking running off like that? Nobody knew where you were, do you have any idea how worried I was?” “I didn’t think you’d be looking for me.” She stepped toward me and although I tried not to I stepped backward. I thought she was going to cause me bodily harm but instead she embraced me, running her hands over my body as if to assure herself I was intact. Then her hands stilled and we just stood there holding each other. She was shaking and then crying, if she was trying to suppress the sobs she was she was failing miserably. When she pulled back I noticed the circles under her eyes and her rumpled appearance. I wanted to kiss the tears on her cheeks but instead I stepped out of the circle of her arms. “Why are you here? I thought we were through. You’re back to being the teacher and I’m the student right? ” She ran her hands over her face and looked at me. “Stop being a bitch Corrin, I’m here because I have to be.” I cut her off with a cold laugh. “I’m being a bitch? Don’t you think you’re being a little unreasonable? You walked out on me.” “I know I did I’m sorry. I was scared.” “So you just broke my heart?” “What did you say?” I was mortified. How could I have said that. Damn it “Nothing.” She stepped toward me again trying to make me look into her eyes. I kept my head down hoping she would back off. She tipped my chin up with her finger forcing me to look at her. “What does your heart have to do with this. “Nothing.” I was on the verge of tears now. She let go of my chin and I immediately cast my eyes downward. In a moment she was embracing me again. Her lips were right next to my ear when she spoke. “That’s too bad Corrin because my heart has every thing to do with it. I love you.” I relaxed against her letting the tears fall. “I love you too.” “I was kind of hoping you did.” I pulled away enough to look into her eyes. “What are we going to do now.” It was great that she loved me in fact it was the greatest thing in the world, but that didn’t stop her from being a teacher or me from being a student. “Right now we’re going to make love.” “That’s not what I meant.” “I know it." She kissed me on the lips making me forget everything. When she pulled away I felt dazed, she grabbed the garage door opener from the place she had laid it more than a week ago . When she came back from parking her car she kissed me like it had been years since we had seen each other instead of just moments. I melted into her arms and it felt like home. We made it to my bedroom and ended up collapsing on the bed in a heap of giggles like two children. When we had mostly regained control I was laying on my back and she was stretched full length against me I held her face between my palms and stared into her blue eyes. I spoke the words again liking the flavor of them on my lips. “I love you.” She smiled and my heart missed a beat. I was surprised I had thought in light of our recent confessions she would stop making my heart skip. I was wrong. “I love you too.” We had planned on making hot sweaty love to consummate our newly confessed feelings and the new plane our relationship had moved up to. However it turns out eight days of sleepless nights and heavy emotional tumult makes one tired. We fell asleep in each other’s arms. When I woke up the room had slipped into darkness. I watched the woman lying next to me, her features were shadowed and I wished the light from the bathroom was stronger to illuminate her more. I wondered if she was really and truly the most beautiful woman in the world or if it just seemed so because I loved her. She startled me when she spoke, she hadn’t opened her eyes yet, or made any motion to suggest she was no longer asleep. “Are you just going to stare at me all night?” “How did you know I was watching you? “I could feel your eyes.” “Well you scared the hell out of me.” She opened her eyes and laughed. “I can’t believe you didn’t even try to feel me up.” She feigned disappointment. I ran my hand between her legs cupping her sex through her pants and massaging slowly. “Think you can forgive me?” “Maybe just this once.” the humor was gone from her voice. I leaned to kiss her lips as she arched her back. I fumbled with the button on her pants until it was undone and my fingers slipped beneath her underwear and into her cunt. I had almost forgotten the hot wet silky feel of her insides. She was as smooth as the satin panties she wore. Her hips bucked and I increased speed using my thumb to caress her clit. She moaned against my lips as her cunt flooded my hand with her slick moisture. I kept my fingers in her even after she was spent and continued to kiss and nibble her lips. I wiggled my fingers around a little bit to tease her and pulled out all the way to the tips. Then I waited, within a moment she had thrust her hips upward causing me to enter her again. I remained still as she bucked her hips again and again to her own rhythm. The bed shook with her efforts and she gripped my shoulders as another orgasm tore though her. I wiggled my fingers again loving the way her cunt gripped them. She lay back on the bed and I pulled my hand away. I licked her taste from my fingertips basking in her flavor. Madison reached up and turned on the bedside lamp. She stood stripping and I let my eye wander over her magnificent form. She eyed me “Are you gonna keep your clothes on?” I shook my head and stood removing my clothes. Madison sat and opened her arms. I fell into her embrace straddling her lap. She ran her fingers over my breasts and I arched against her. Her lips followed the path her fingers had taken. I moaned as she pulled my nipple between her lips and sucked lightly while swirling her tongue around it. My fingers tangled themselves in her hair and she moved from breast to breast until my skin was flushed with arousal and slick with sweat. She motioned for me to sit on the bed next to her, then she was on her knees in front of me. Her lips touched me and I felt like I had been shocked. She spread my cunt with her fingers and drilled her tongue into my core. I arched against her grabbing her head. Warm, wet, and tender. Those were the three things that were sending my body into convulsions As I neared orgasm my fingers choked the sheet no longer content to grip her head. I could feel the sweat trickling down my back and between my breasts. The sensations I felt were ones of passion and pain as my climax neared the two became more intertwined their lines blurring.. I thought I would shatter from the drumming waves of pleasure. The only words that I could remember how to say was “Oh God.” To be continued... Part seven will be in the works soon. Read vote and send feedback. hope you enjoyed. The Bitch Ch. 07 This story is copyright 2004 of destinie21 Finally after months and months and a hard drive crash part 7 is done as always: Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. Enjoy... * * * * * Madison was absolutely relentless in her consumption of me. The pleasure she wrought bordered on pain as she sucked my clit into her mouth and flicked her tongue along the sensitive skin. My hands wound into her hair as my hips rose to her lips in an unbreakable rhythm, as sweat trailed between my breasts and down the small of my back. Her lips tongue and teeth took me to the edge and her fingers pushed me into a spiraling climax as she fucked me hard and fast. When she pulled her mouth away her lips were shiny and she made a show of licking my taste from them before pulling her hand back and sucking her fingers into her mouth one by one. I smiled at her as I leaned forward to watch the display she was putting on for me. When she had pulled her hand away from her lips with a loud smacking sound of satisfaction I leaned forward and kissed her. I pressed my weight on her as I ran my tongue over her full lips pressing her backward to the floor. Her hands went around my neck and she spread her legs around my hips. MY hands roved over her body anxious to caress every inch of her warm flesh, as my tongue explored her mouth. She moaned as my fingers passed over the tips of her breasts and journeyed down her ribcage. I wanted our reunion to be slow sweet and sensual but I couldn't hold back. Her hips arched as I slipped my hand between us and ran my fingertips over her warm wet folds. I stroked her pussy lightly, she was already spread open and read for me and she moaned at the intimate contact. I pulled my lips from hers and looked at her as my fingers entered her sex, there wasn't a single part of Madison that wasn't beautiful, her hair was splayed over the carpet in a wild mass of curls and her eyes had darkened with arousal. I leaned in and licked her slightly parted lips before letting my mouth slide over the smooth column of her neck. She groaned as my teeth sank into the skin nibbling lightly, before moving to the top of her chest. Madison's nails dug into my shoulder blades as my teeth ran over her right nipple, her back was arched and her hips moved with my hand as I stroked her. "Please make me come Corrin please, I need it baby." Her request made my heart pound a little faster; she had with one sentence made it clear that she was submitting even if it was only for a moment. I bit her nipple hard and ran my finger over her cunt stroking her engorged clit. I kept up the pace and felt her shuddering beneath me in less than a minute. She was moaning and painting my name as I took her over the edge. Her body was still shuddering as I kissed my way down to her belly making lazy circles on her abdomen as I parted her thighs with my hands. Madison's hands were already in my hair, her nails lightly grazing my scalp as I descended. I tried once again to go slowly and seduce her, but I couldn't. For a moment I cradled her desire in my palm before spreading her pussy and sucking her clit into my mouth. She pulled me hard against her as I sucked and nibbled. "Make me come in your mouth." Her voice told me this was a command and I was happy to oblige. I flicked my tongue rapidly over her clit and pushed two fingers deep inside of her. I could feel her tightening around my thrusting fingers as I fucked her; she clenched my hair as she ground her cunt against my lips as I took her. Her whole body was taunt and she screamed loud enough for me to be thankful that the windows were shut as she came. I pulled my hand away and licked the evidence of her spent passion away as she moaned. I would have taken her again but she pulled my hair lightly. "Come here." She spoke softly tugging me upward I slid my body along hers as she smiled and locked her legs around my hips as I settled on top of her. I rested my hands on either side of her head supporting some of my weight as I looked down into her eyes. "What?" She wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me closer, when our lips were inches apart she spoke again. "I missed you." Her lips met mine as in a soft slow kiss as her arms tightened about my neck pulling me closer. I rested my full weight against her no longer willing or able to support myself. Her lips felt like home and I was glad to be back. When the kiss ended I rested my head on her shoulder letting my tongue brush over her ear. "I love you " I whispered the words and felt a shudder go through her body. "I love you too." I heard her breath catch in her throat as she spoke. We lay on the floor for a few moments more before I rose and helped her to her feet. I wanted to fall into the bed and hold her for the rest of the evening but my stomach had other plans, as it grumbled loudly. Madison laughed and raised her brow. "Hungry Cori?" I smiled Cori I liked that. "A little." I replied as my stomach rumbled again. Madison laughed out right before turning to a robe from the back of the door. My green satin robe fit like it had been made for her. I took a moment to simply admire her beauty before rifling through my drawer for an overlarge T-shirt with Angela Davis on the front. I slipped the shirt over my head not bothering to add any other clothes since the shirt brushed my upper thighs. We headed to the kitchen although I knew we wouldn't find much in the way of food there. I wasn't wrong there was really nothing to eat. Madison turned to me looking like she had a lecture all prepared for me. Before she could start preaching to me about the values of good nutrition I picked up the cordless phone from the wall charger and dialed the number to the pizza place. I knew the number by heart, and didn't even bother looking over the take out menu I had in the nearby junk drawer. The voice over the phone promised me my small double cheese and pepperoni pizza would be there in a half-hour to forty-five minutes although I knew it would be more like fifteen. I put the phone down and turned to Madison she was staring at me smiling. "What are you smiling at?" The smile turned into a full on grin, seconds before she spoke. "You." "Why is that" I asked walking toward her, my arms were around her when she replied. "One of these days I going to give you that eating healthy lecture you've been trying to avoid hearing." I ran my tongue over her bottom lip, tugging it between my own for a moment before kissing her lightly. "Really." I murmured against her lips. Madison didn't answer as I ran my hands over her breasts and past her ribcage and abdomen to rest on her hips. I let my hands circle around and cup her ass , as the kiss that had been playful became passionate. She moaned against my lips as I pushed my thigh between the split in the front of the robe. I could feel her pussy rubbing against my thigh as the smooth skin of her leg pressed against my sex. We moved together and my hands gripped her ad and my pussy ground against her. I could already feel my self-tightening, as her smooth was thigh gliding against my clit. We stood in the middle of the room holding one another up, as our hips moved in to the hard fast beat of our passion. When I felt the tight coil of arousal winding in the pit of my stomach snap I dug my teeth into Madison's shoulder blade and my hands gripped her ass. She was right behind me, moaning in my ear as her legs tensed and a shudder ran through her body. Once we caught our breath and felt secure in our abilities to walk Madison pulled away from me and sat at the kitchen table. In an instant she want from looking like a well-fucked lover to being a teacher. More than that the expression on her face made me feel as if she was an adult about to coddle a child. And at that moment I felt hopelessly like a child. "We should talk." Madison said looking serious. I wondered if she was talking about the royal "we", I almost hoped so because I couldn't really verbalize the things I wanted to say. In my silence Madison continued to speak. She may have put on her teacher persona but when she spoke I was relieved. "Corrin I love you. But I mean we and I...You." Madi wasn't the type to stumble over her words in fact I had never heard her so much as stutter, but she was clearly at a loss for the right words. She kept on speaking and not saying anything as I tried not to laugh. Madison stopped speaking and fixed me in her blue gaze. She frowned for a moment then she smiled. "You get an for your effort, but you may as well go ahead and laugh before you burst." She could barely get the sentence out without laughing. We were both sitting at the kitchen table giggling and for a moment it was almost impossible to tell which one of us were still a schoolgirl. At least that's how I liked to think of it. Madison was the first to regain her composure and the first to speak. "Okay seriously Cori we need to talk about us." "I know it." I replied. She started again, the way her fingers wrestled each other on the tabletop indicated to me that she was nervous, "and I love you I really do." She sighed and for a split second I wondered if she was about to break my heart. "But we have to be so careful, I'm not ashamed of you but for now we can't be anything more than a secret." She continued. I sighed almost limp with relief and rested me head on my upturned hand. "What am I new? I know that Madi, you're a teacher and I'm a student and all that. That's not even a problem, I don't expect you to scream anything from any rooftops and I would never put you on front street or jeopardize your career." She looked a little to relieved for my liking because her relief told me she had doubted me. I didn't know whether to be hurt that she didn't fully trust me or relieved. I wanted to be at least a little upset because it seemed right but then again, hadn't I thought she was going to dump me less than five minutes ago? Before I could decide how to feel the doorbell rang, I opened a drawer that was attached to the counter and pulled out a handful of dollars and going to the door. I paid the delivery boy and brought the box into the kitchen and set it on the table. I was reaching for plates when she spoke. "You keep your money in a drawer in the kitchen?" "Not all of it", I shrugged "Just the food money." When I turned around plates in hand Madison was staring at me. She looked both annoyed and amused. "How much money is in there?" "I don't know three or four hundred probably, my father has no idea how much food costs so he always leaves too much." She shook her head. Someone could easily rob you." I put the plates on the table and rolled my eyes. "First off it's only a few hundred bucks second of all I doubt if anyone would break in and head straight for the kitchen drawer and." I had been about to go on but she held up her hand up as an indication that I had said enough. I stopped talking and looked into her eyes. "You should think about it Cori." I wanted to be stubborn only because it was my nature but But because I saw that she was truly concerned I shrugged. "If it will make you feel better I'll move it." "Really?" She seemed surprised as if she had also expected me to be stubborn. "Really " I replied. I opened the box and reached for a slice of pizza and started eating. Madison stood and asked me where the silverware was. I pointed to a drawer near the sink and she retrieved a fork and a knife. I raised an eyebrow but didn't say a word as she began eating her pizza with a fork and a knife. Until then my mother was the only person I had known who ate finger food with silverware. We ate mostly in silence. It was a comfortable silence but I knew we both ad things on our minds that we should be saying. Obviously the relationship had to be a secret, but I was hoping to be more than a few afternoon fucks. I wanted to know her and I wanted her to know me but I was too afraid to put my feelings Out there. Madison could easily tear my heart to bits and I didn't want to hear any answers I couldn't handle. Having someone else be in control of my heart scared me more than anything I had faced in all of my 18 years. It didn't occur to me that Madison had any of the same feelings. Once again I had automatically cast her as the strong untouchable one. After the impromptu meal Madison made it known that she had to go. I wanted her to stay the night but I fully understood that it wasn't a good idea. I also understood that playing childish games would only make it harder on the both of us so I simply kissed her goodbye and hugged her. I left her alone to get dressed knowing it would be impossible for me to resist her body. When she left my house I stood at the door watching her go and wishing I was in the car going with her. I shook of the beginning of the funk I was starting to feel and went upstairs to take a long hot shower, while telling myself everything would work out fine. After the shower I rubbed the scent of jasmine oil into my skin and threw on a pair of jeans and a green tee shirt. I had planned to call both Courtney and Jessica in order to try and straighten things out but I ended up falling asleep lying across my bed. I didn't wake until the next morning; six am to be exact slightly disoriented and more than a little rumpled. I stood and shed the clothes I had slept in. I took my time getting ready for school, I was nervous and couldn't figure out if it was the prospect of seeing my two best friends or if it was the fact that I'd get to see Madison again. I pulled on a pair of dark low-rise hi hugging jeans and a low cut red tank top. The shirt had been designed to look as if the hem had been frayed by age; in reality the shirt was nearly brand new and had been worn less than a handful of times. I brushed my hair and pushed it back with a bright red scarf before brushing my teeth and applying makeup. I purposely overdid the eyeliner on my upper lid after applying gold eye shadow. I was going for the trashy look. A tame throwback to the indulgence of the 80's. Happy with the results of my outfit I slipped my feet into a pair of red platform wedge sandals and headed to school. I forgot my book bag and had to run back for it but by quarter to seven I was on my way to Courtney's house. When I arrived I got out of the car and knocked on the door. I didn't ring the bell only because I knew her mother was most likely still asleep. A moment after I knocked the door opened, Courtney wasn't surprised to see me nor did she seem beside herself with joy. Instead she stood with her arms crossed and Letting her robed body block entry into her house. "I'm sorry " I said to her, looking in her eyes and silently pleading with her. She sighed and remained in the doorway for an instant before taking a step back and allowing me to come in. I hugged her like it had been years instead of days since I had last seen her. She returned my embrace and then we headed to her room so she could finish getting ready to go. It went without saying that since I was already here I would give her a lift to school. Courtney took off her robe and I saw that the only thing she had on was a black miniskirt. My heart beat a little faster at the sight of her breasts. I had seen them dozens of times before and I always got the flit of excitement in the pit of my stomach. Somehow I thought loving and wanting Madison would kill my attraction for other woman. Clearly that was not the case, I could hardly tear my eyes away from Courtney's chest. She didn't even bother trying to cover herself, and for my part I didn't even bother pretending that I wasn't looking. Instead of continuing to get dressed and letting the moment pass Courtney tugged her nipples between her thumbs and forefingers and tugged, moaning just a little. If I hadn't been holding my breath I might have gasped as she advanced on me. I took a step back for each step she took forward until my back was literally against the wall. My first inclination had been to embrace her and enjoy her body but thoughts of Madison filled my head and I could do neither woman the dishonor of my indulgence. Still when Courtney brushed her lips over mine it took all my will power to gently push her away. "Court no." I mumbled, half-hoping she would continue. Her hands roamed my body for a moment before she stepped back and turned, "Where did you go anyway" She asked put on the rest of her clothes as if nothing had happened. The way she had switched from seductress to curious friend left me momentarily speechless. When I regained my voice I told her about every detail of the trip. I told her everything except the reason I'd gone to California in the first place. Or more accurately what I was running from when I left. She nodded and made a few sounds to let me know she was listening, then she surprised me again by turning to me. Fully dressed this time she said "So you've told me what you wanted me to know, now why don't you tell me who that bitch was that Jess and I caught you with?" I laughed trying to buy a little time. "I never kiss and tell." She shrugged "Whatever, I don't even care." The tone of her voice told me that she clearly did care but I was glad that the subject of the "bitch" was dropped. For the moment at least. We left her house and got in the car. When we arrived at Jessica's house she was waiting outside. She seemed surprised to see me and by the way she looked from Courtney to me I saw that she was clearly shocked that we were together. I hoped my feelings didn't play so clearly across my face when other watched me. I shook off the thought and the dead certainty that the two of them had been talking behind my back. It wasn't as if I'd given them much opportunity to confront me face to face. Jessica got into the back seat and mumbled a quiet hello. I said "Hey." To her and cranked up the radio. I wasn't at all interested in hearing spectator's comment on why American troops were still occupying Iraq nor did I care overmuch about the absence of the completely fabricated weapons of mass destruction. I flipped the radio knob and sighed while Missy Elliott tried to figure out if it was worth it for her to work it. It didn't matter what song was on just so long as the music kept us from talking. After stopping for coffee we barely made it to Madison's classroom before the bell rang. I took Madison in from the tips of her loose hair to the toes of her black patent leather heels. She was wearing a black skirt that was fitted through the hips and fell just below her knee flaring slightly. The blue blouse she had paired the skirt with had three quarter length sleeve and matched her eye color almost perfectly. I damn near forgot to breath and when I met her eyes it was clear that she knew exactly the effect she had on me. I took my seat not missing the question I had seen in her eyes when Jessica, Courtney and I entered. I shrugged and supposed there would be time for explanations later. Class passed by quickly as images of What Madison was or wasn't wearing flitted through mind, followed closely by what her reaction might be when I told her Courtney and I had kissed. I was startled when the bell rang dismissing class. The day dragged on and I collected a shit load of work that my impromptu vacation had caused me to miss. I didn't get to see Madison again until the end of the day, I ran into her classroom shutting and locking the door behind me. I was in her arms almost before the lock clicked into place. My lips muffled whatever she was trying to say as I kissed her, when she pulled away after kissing me soundly she was half laughing. The Bitch Ch. 07 "What happened to you this morning?" "I'll tell you later, I have to take Jess and Courtney home but then I'll be home." Before she could respond I was out the door and running down the hall to meet my friends at our lockers. In the car I bitched about the amount of homework I had to do while Courtney and Jessica argued over which jock was the cutest. In the middle of their argument I blurted out "Guys I'm gay." Jess barely missed a beat. "We knew that Cor." "Yeah even before we caught you in bed with a chick." Courtney threw in. I'd known that they sort of knew I was at least bisexual but I wanted them to really know and now they did. Clearly I had been the last to know. I dropped them off at Jessica's house and refused the offer to "just hang." I claimed that I wanted to get started on my schoolwork and they accepted that as enough of an excuse. I certainly wasn't lying at least not completely I really did have an ass load of work to do. I yelled out the window that I would call them later. "You'd better." Jessica yelled as I backed out of the driveway. I prayed that there were no cops around as I sped home. I parked my car on the street and ran to the house cursing the time it took me to unlock the door. I fully expected Madison to be waiting for me in the living room but she wasn't so I ran up to my room sure I would find her there. She wasn't, in fact she wasn't anywhere in the house. Still when I looked in the garage and saw that her car wasn't there I was genuinely surprised. The idea that she had not come hadn't even dawned on me. I felt like crying just a little but I knew I was being silly, surely there was an explanation. I sat at the table trying to be level headed and started on my homework. The phone rang two or three times but I ignored it not really feeling up to talking to anyone just then. Madison startled me when she entered about forty minutes later; I had been so engrossed in my Participation in government assignment that I hadn't heard her enter. Her sudden presence at the foot of the table caused me to gasp. I flicked my eyes over her as my heart returned to it's normal beat. I realized that I was ready to snap at her for keeping me waiting, but the reason for her lateness was quite clear. She hefted the two grocery bags she was carrying onto the countertop before returning to her car. This time I met her at the door and helped her. Inside the kitchen she unloaded the bags and I put away the food. She had her back to me as she asked. "Why didn't you answer the phone? I wasn't sure what type of food you liked so..." She let her words fade as She turned and glanced over her shoulder, she probably had felt me staring at her. I approached her and took the can of black beans she was holding from her hand and placed it on the counter. I wrapped my arms around her embracing her for a moment before running my hands over her breasts then her rib cage and abdomen before resting the on her hips, and licking her ear. "I'm sorry" I said to her "What for?" "I was mad at you." I paused to kiss her neck before running my hands over her thighs. "What for?" She murmured as I stroked her through the fabric of her skirt. "I thought you had decided not to come." She lifted her skirt for me before speaking. "If I were thinking straight I'd say something vulgar coming." I smiled as I slipped two fingers into her easily. Clearly she had gone without panties and the heat and immediate wetness of her was unbelievable. I pushed my fingers into her slowly and let my palm press against her clit with each in stroke. Madison moved her hips and tugged her nipples through her blouse, moaning and setting the rhythm of her passion. I fucked her increasing the speed of my thrusts as the motion of her hips quickened. She turned her head slightly and I lowered my lips to hers of r a kiss. She parted her lips for my tongue and pushed her hips harder against my hand. Her pussy was pulsing and her muscles tensed as she came on my fingers. When she pulled away and turned to face me smiling. "If that's the thanks I get for buying a few groceries then I promise to always bring you food." I ran my fingers through her hair and returned her smile. "The food was just a nice bonus; I just wanted you bad." Without warning Madison leaned back a little and tore my tank top down the middle. I was shocked as she lowered her lips to my already hard nipple and splayed her hands on my upper back holding me close. I moaned as she rolled her teeth over the sensitive flesh and dug her nails into my back. She switched from breast to breast until my nipples were puffy with arousal and slick with her saliva. I didn't know whether to beg for her to continue or demand release. Before I could decide Madison unbuttoned my jeans and slipped her hand into the waistband. She gave me the best of both worlds as he fingers stroked me and her lips and tongue caressed my nipples. If she hadn't supported most of my weight when she felt me begin to tremble the climax she evoked would have knocked me off of my feet. I felt almost embarrassed to have screamed like I had but Madison was practically beaming as she watched me regain my composure. When I could walk without too much before we went upstairs to my bedroom. I made sure to close and lock the door not ever wanting a replay of the past. When I turned around Madison was lounging on the bed still fully dressed. I took off the remains of my shirt and abandoned my jeans in a dark denim heap on the ground. I shifted through my top drawer and pulled on a short nightgown that I had purchased never full intending to wear it for anyone. The blue-green satin was iridescent and so thin it was nearly see through. Cut low in the front and backless down to just above the crack of my ass. The whole affair was to slutty and provocatively cut to make for a comfortable nightgown but by the look in Madison's eyes it was perfect for whatever we were about to do. I wouldn't have objected to a wild afternoon of sex, but I realized that as intimate as Madi and I were there was still so much we didn't know about one another. I desperately wanted to know who she was and I hoped to god that the love I was so sure I felt for her would only grow with each new discovery. * * * * * It took me a considerable amount of time to write this story, if you made it to the end please take a moment to vote, send feedback and or leave a public comment. If you loved it tell me why if you hated it do the same. The Bitch Ch. 08 Please don't view this story if you are under the age of 18 or if otherwise prohibited by local law. Enjoy.... (Ps the first paragraph is from Ch. 7 in order for the story to flow and make sense so don't get confused lol) I wouldn't have objected to a wild afternoon of sex, but I realized that as intimate as Madi and I were there was still so much we didn't know about one another. I desperately wanted to know who she was and I hoped to God that the love I was so sure I felt for her, would only grow with each new discovery. I sat beside her not knowing exactly what to say, I watched her for a while in silence. For the first time in a long time I was speechless I knew what I wanted to ask her but I couldn't form the questions. I'd never been in a relationship with an adult and while I liked to believe I was grown I knew I still had so much to learn. How did two grown women interact? And how did I get to the point where I'd feel as though I was on equal footing with her? What was there beyond sex? I had so many questions I wanted answers to, but the answers weren't presenting themselves. The type of knowledge found in books wouldn't help me here, there was no lesson plans or Cliff's notes that would offer me an explanation or even a brief tutorial on love. The silence that had seemed interminable had really lasted only a few moments. Madison had been staring at me as I watched her and she smiled at me. I felt like exactly what I was, an awkward teenager, well maybe not awkward but inexperienced insofar as relationships went. When she smiled at me she managed to ease some of my doubts just a little without even knowing it. She lay back on the bed and held her arms out to me and I fell into her embrace. She just held me without speaking, and I felt more content than ever before. At some point I fell asleep in her strong arms and slept for hours. When I woke I could tell by her slow rhythmic breathing that Madison was still asleep. I turned slightly and rested my head on my upper arm and watched her. She woke up sometime later and smiled at me again; I returned her smile and silently began to run my hands over her body. She allowed my hands to posses her body without question or restraint, I cupped her breast in my hand feeling her nipple harden and pucker beneath my palm, she arched her back only slightly pushing her breast against my hand, I teased her with my fingertips making her moan and squirm, she was begging with her body but hadn't spoken a word. I took her hard and fast the way I knew she liked we were all tense muscles sweaty skin and biting teeth. I marked her with tiny bite marks that would fade before she'd even left my bed, and left trails of wetness on her skin as I ran my tongue over her. I made her scream my name until she was stuttering and trying her damndest to breathe while I licked sucked and nibbled on her clit. I didn't stop until she pushed my head away and even then I let my fingers drift to the sensitive place between her thighs, to lightly stroke her wet slippery skin. As I ran the tip of my index finger over her clit in feather light strokes she looked at me, her eyes weren't quite focused as she stared into my face. "Jesus Christ!" She whispered as I slipped my fingers lower and gently entered her. It only took a few soft thrusts for her muscles to clench around my fingers, and her body to tremble. I laughed just a little as her hands clutched the sheets and her eyes closed, I could do this all day but this time when she pushed my hand away I knew I should really stop. I trailed her wetness up her abdomen and rested my hand just above her navel; I could feel her breathing retuning to normal beneath my palm. My head was on her shoulder and I didn't realize she'd fallen asleep until I shifted to look into her face. I kissed her lips gently not wanting to disturb her. I laid with her for another half an hour before I grew restless and, felt the urge to rise. I got up and put on a robe and went down stairs. I made a sandwich and thanked the lord above that Madison had, had the foresight to get some food. As much as I didn't want to I sat at the kitchen table and did some more homework; I couldn't afford to slack off too much because it would be a waste and a shame to let my GPA drop in my senior year. I had promises to keep and I couldn't lose sight of that. Before my mother had passed I'd promised her I'd always do my best at whatever I did. At the time I'd thought it was just empty words meant to comfort her but those words had stuck with me. As cheesy as it sounds when said out loud, or even written, whatever I chose to do I did it to the best of my ability, there was shame in failing but there was shame in not trying. I was 2/3 of the way done with the work I'd missed when Madison came downstairs fully dressed. I heard her footsteps in the hallway before I felt her presence in the room. She watched me for a minute or two before she spoke. "Why did you let me sleep so long?" I looked at the clock on the wall and noted that it was half past six. "I didn't want to wake you." I said standing and stepping toward her. We embraced loosely "You exhaust me." She told me with a smile. "Good" I said kissing her briefly on the lips. "Yes it was." Madison replied. I laughed and squeezed her ass. "Oh no you don't, I've got to go, I have papers to grade and you still have work to do" she said glancing at the table. I wanted her to stay but she was right we both had work to do; besides the longer she stayed the harder it was when she had to go. I sighed but didn't say anything when she stepped away from me. "Baby don't look so sad you'll see me tomorrow." "I know." I said trying to smile even though I wanted to have a tantrum and beg her to stay with me. She touched my face and said goodbye before grabbing her keys off of the table and departing. I didn't cry but I really wanted too, I couldn't understand why I was so god damn emotional. I sat at the table and did two more straight hours of homework before calling it quits. I was tired and I almost would have gone to bed despite the fact that it was only 8:30 but just as I was lying down my cell phone rang. I picked it up and looked at the caller ID screen, for a split second I wanted not to answer but I knew I owed Courtney more than that, although she'd said everything was fine I knew that if I kept brushing her off and ignoring her I'd end up really hurting her, and I didn't want that. "You were supposed to be calling me, you bitch." Courtney said as soon as I answered the phone. "Hello to you too "I said laughing. "What's good?" "Nothing, I was about to lay down, why?" "Girl it's only like 8:30 what are you 70?" "No I'm just tired." I said "Whatever Corrin, I'm coming over I'll be there in like fifteen minutes so try not to fall asleep before I get there." She hung up before I could protest. I threw on a pair of jeans and a sour apple green novelty T-shirt with the words "I Love Ashton" scrawled across the front in bright yellow, cursive letters. Two months ago I wouldn't have cared if she saw me stark naked, but now I was more guarded because even though I loved Madison, my attraction to Courtney was just as strong as it had always been. True to her word Courtney showed up fifteen minutes later, she rang the bell and I opened the door. She went right to the kitchen and opened the drawer where I kept the take out menus. "Did you eat yet?" she asked me "Not dinner." "What do you want to order?" She said rifling through the assorted menus "I don't know I have food here so I could always make something." She turned to me and stared "you have what here?" "I have food; I um went to the market." I said. "I'm sorry you're going to have to repeat that Corrin, I'm afraid I don't speak crazy talk." "Is it so hard to believe I went grocery shopping?" "Hell yes." Courtney said walking over to the fridge. She opened the door and gasped loudly for dramatic effect. She closed the door then went over to the cabinets and started opening and closing them. "Wow I can't believe your girlfriend actually went shopping for you, that's some great service. Did she pay too? Hell maybe I need a girlfriend" she said Her back was to me and I was glad because it kept her from seeing the expression on my face. "Girl what are you talking about?" I asked, laughing and trying to cover my nervousness. "I know you did not buy this" she said holding up a box of low-fat cereal. "Or this" this showed me a box of Healthy Choice popcorn. "Or any of that" She said pointing to the bowl of fruit Madison had left in plain view on the countertop. "I've decided to eat healthy." I shrugged "When do I get to meet this chick?" Courtney said completely ignoring my last statement. "I don't know" I told her. "Okay when will you know?" "I can't say." "Well what can you say Corrin?" "I can't say anything Courtney, I told her I wouldn't." "Jesus Corrin you really don't trust me do you?" "Courtney it's not that, everything is more complicated than I ever imagined it would be, I'd love to be able to tell you but I can't." She stared at me for a while before she spoke. "If I was going to tell anyone you're sleeping with Miss Santos I'd already have told." I was too shocked to remember to deny what she had just said. "How did you know?" "I know you better than anyone in the world, I see the way you look at her, how could I not know?" "Does anybod..." "Nobody else knows" she said cutting me off before I could get the question out. "Not even Jess and I wont say a word." "You know I couldn't tell you" I said looking at her. "I know but I also wanted you to know that I knew, you just can't runaway whenever you two have a fight or whatever. I wanted you to know I'm here for you." "Thanks" was all I could think to say. "Well, this is awkward." She said after silence had filled the room for more than two minutes. I laughed and she smiled and things seemed almost normal. "Let's get some Chinese" She said, a few seconds later. We ordered the food and when it came we sat on the couch laughing and talking. I realized how much I'd missed this interaction and smiled again. We talked about nothing and everything, well almost everything twice Courtney tried to prod me into talking about Madison and both times I changed the topic. Because it was so late Courtney ended up staying the night. The next morning she borrowed an outfit from me and we picked Jessica up before heading to school. I felt a little nervous because I knew I'd have to tell Madison about Courtney knowing. I didn't want to tell her but I knew that if I didn't tell her and she found out she'd be mad and more over she might not trust me. After all if I kept that from her what else might I be holding back? I didn't even want to think of the fact that the only way she'd know aside from me telling her was if Courtney told someone else. I trusted my best friend really I did, but I couldn't not worry. Since my friends were with me I obviously couldn't go to school early and talk to Madison, the three of us were almost late as a matter of fact because we'd stopped for coffee and bagels. The three of us walked into the classroom only seconds before the bell rang. Madison was in the midst of writing notes or some such thing on the chalk board but when we stepped into the room she turned and looked at me. I wanted to tear her clothes off with my teeth but I figured that would be just a little suspicious, she looked damn good in her fitted and slightly flared cream pants and matching sweater. I was having hot flashes thinking about her full lips spreading that deep red shade of lipstick over my thighs and... She snapped me out of my daze "You barely made it on time Miss Hudson; I certainly hope you're not already falling back into old habits." I was puzzled, we'd made it before the bell so there had been no reason to chastise us, and there had certainly been no cause for her to single me out. I looked away from her and turned to Jessica as the three of us settled into our seats. "Girl is it summer?" I asked her "Corrin what are you talking about you know it's the middle of November." I shrugged, "I was just checking because the way she was just sweatin' me I got confused." Most of the kids in the class laughed, and those who weren't laughing just sat there looking shocked. I knew I was going to have to pay for the comment I'd made but I was pissed and after all old habits died hard being in love with her didn't mean I was going to be able to rein in my sarcasm and be the perfect student. "See me after class, Miss Hudson." Was all she said before turning and continuing to write on the board. All throughout class I knew Madison was trying to catch my eye but I ignored her and for the first time in ages I focused on my class work. When the bell rang I stayed in my seat, I wanted to just walk away but for some reason I didn't. When everyone had left the room Madison shut the door and sat in the chair next to me. I still wouldn't look at her I just kept staring straight ahead, I knew I was being childish but I couldn't help it. After a few moments of silence she spoke "do you have a problem." "No do you?" She sighed "why are you acting like this?" "Why did you single me out this morning when we all came in late?" "Corrin look at me." I looked at her and she continued. "Did I treat you any differently than I used to before we were together? Out of the three of you, you are the student who has been habitually late and the student who would get in trouble if you happened to be late again. Yes your friends were late too but I'd be wiling to bet they rode to school with you." I guess she had me there I had been late time after time while Courtney and Jessica had only been late one or two times. "No I guess you didn't treat me any differently." I said. She touched the side of my face with her palm, "I knew you'd have some sarcastic comment for me, in fact I was counting on it but I didn't know you'd get upset." "I wasn't upset" I lied. She rolled her eyes and stood "liar." I stood too and she wrote me a pass for my next class. We kissed only briefly before I headed to gym. I thought about Madison all day which wasn't unusual but as the school day ended I felt more anxious than ever, I had to tell her what Courtney had said to me but I didn't even know where to start, or how she would react. I'd tried to push the thought away all day but my worst fear kept coming to mind. What if I told her and she decided that the best thing to do was stop seeing me? What the hell was I going to do then? The day flew by and before I knew it the final bell of the day was ringing, after taking both Courtney and Jessica to Courtney's house I headed home. I sat in my car for a few moments trying to gather my thoughts together, I was as nervous as I could ever recall being and more than a little afraid. Taking a deep breath I finally decided to go ahead and get out of the car, I felt as though I was heading to my doom but I couldn't very well hide in my car for the rest of the night. When I got into the house I was relieved that I didn't see Madison sitting on the couch, my relief was short lived, because a second later I heard the distinct sound of pots and pans being moved about, followed by the sound of water running. I doubted that a burglar had decided to leave me an impromptu meal before departing with my worldly possessions so I had to assume Madison was in the kitchen. When I walked into the kitchen Madison looked up from the vegetables that she was chopping and smiled at me. If I hadn't been so on edge I would have returned her smile and taken the time to bask in the sheer domesticity of the scene before me, instead I just stared at her. Noting my reaction or rather the lack thereof Madi's smile faded away. "Are you still mad about this morning?" "No of course not." I replied "Well then what's the matter?" "Nothing" I said. "Whatever, I can see that you're busy so I'm going to do my homework." I said. I hadn't meant to snap at her, but just being in her presence made me restless. I couldn't do it, I couldn't tell her. As I turned to leave she stopped me with a look. "Sit" she said. I pulled a chair away from the table and sat. She set down the knife she'd been using and took a seat across from me. At least she would be unarmed. Madison looked at me and raised her eyebrow "well?" "Well what?" "What is it that you're not telling me?" I had meant to deliver the news with some finesse but the words tumbled out of my mouth like clumsy children. "Courtney knows about us but I didn't tell her I swear I didn't tell her and I knew I had to tell you but I was really afraid to and I wish she hadn't told me she knew because then I wouldn't have had to tell you but I couldn't lie so..." She was just staring at me as the words ran together with no audible punctuation. She took a deep breath and looked at me intently, "There's only one solution" "What is it?" I asked relieved that there was a solution, and that she hadn't even flown of the handle like I thought she would. "We have to kill her." "What, are you crazy?" I asked nearly screaming. "Calm down I was just kidding, you know trying to ease the tension. Anyway seriously do you think she'd tell anyone?" "She said she wouldn't and I trust her, but I wanted you to know because...well I'm not exactly sure why I just thought I should tell you." "Why didn't you just deny it?" "Because she caught me by surprise and I was shocked, besides we've known each other for ten years and she would have known? I was lying anyhow." Madison nodded and stood. Walking back over to the counter she started chopping the uncut vegetables again. I was confused, I mean I was glad she wasn't freaking out or anything but I had expected her to be at least a little upset. "Wait aren't you mad or something, I mean I thought you didn't want anyone to know about us." She didn't look up and she spoke so quietly I almost couldn't hear her. "I'm in too deep now Cori, we both know I couldn't leave you, I almost lost it when you ran away so I really don't see how I could just walk away from you now. We just have to hope that your friend doesn't say anything and if she does then we'll have to deal with it." I just stared at her, my eyes teared up and I knew I was going to cry; I didn't even try to keep the tears from falling. When she looked up and saw the tears streaming down my face she put the knife down again and approached me. When she opened her arms I fell into them. "I thought you were going to leave me" I told her. She didn't say anything she just pulled her head beck enough to look into my eyes. I thought for a moment that she was going to speak but instead she kissed me. Her hands were moving up and down my back and mine were busy taking the hair pins from her hair. Without even moving apart we ended up on the floor of the kitchen. She was straddling my hips and using her hands to pin my shoulders down. She shifted slightly and pressed her thigh between my own. I moaned almost on contact as I felt the seam of my jeans rubbing against my clit. I hadn't bothered with underwear because my jeans were so low slung any pair of panties I put on would have shown over the waistband. She held me down and ground herself against me as her lips, teeth and tongue, kissed, bit and nibbled at my lips. She took me to the edge and pulled me back again, I wanted to scream in frustration as she teased me but I didn't. All I did was moan and squirm beneath her, I tried to meet her thrust for thrust but she was stronger and quicker than I was and never allowed it. Eventually she stopped holding my shoulders, and I ran my hands over her thighs, then up to her hips. When I got to the hem of her sweater I let my hands slip under the garment to touch her warm skin. The Bitch Ch. 08 Her hips were in constant motion and she was moaning now, I pinched her nipples and felt her shudder. I kept playing with her nipples and moved my own hips in rhythm with hers. I could feel my insides shaking and her thighs trembling, knowing that she was that close sent me over the edge and I moaned her name. She climaxed only seconds later. She collapsed on to of me and lay there for a few minutes. I could see the sweat on her hairline and hear her breathing in my ear. As she lad there on top of me I ran my hands down her back and cupped her ass. I raked my nails over it knowing she could feel them only slightly trough her pants. She moaned a little as I repeated the motion. "Don't start, anything you can't finish Cori" she said in my ear. "Oh don't worry I have every intention of finishing" I told her. "Well let me put away this food then you can make good on that promise." "I thought you were making me dinner." I said pretending to pout. "I will", she said standing "just not right now." I laughed and stood up, "I'll be upstairs waiting for you," I told her, before circling around behind her and crouching down to kiss her ass through her pants then I stood and left the kitchen before she could respond. When I got to my room I took off my clothes and sat down on the end of the bed to wait. I didn't have to wit long, Madison was in the room a moment later. She looked at me and smiled that wicked little smile again as she approached the bed. "You never struck me as the kiss ass type." she said. "And you never struck me as the spanking type" I told her with a wink. "I didn't say you could spank me." I laughed and stood , "I didn't ask." She looked at me and raised her eyebrow, "What the hell..." I'd grabbed the front of her sweater and pulled her forward to kiss me thereby cutting off whatever she'd been about to say. I had a pretty good idea that it was going to be a protest or some such thing. I let go of her sweater and reached between us to unbutton her pants, she moaned as I slipped my hand beneath the fabric of her underwear to touch her pussy, she was wet hot and sticky from our little interlude in the kitchen. Dipping my hand low I entered her with my ring and index fingers. I stroked hard and fast letting my palm hit her clit with each inward thrust. Her hips followed my hand and she gripped my shoulders. Moving my lips from hers I looked into her eyes before kissing her again. There was nothing gentle or soft about the way I took her and she shook violently as I felt her come sliding over my fingers. Without pausing I knelt and pulled her pants down. She stepped out of her pants and underwear with her legs shaking. Not even allowing her to sit I pushed my face between her legs and tasted her. I could feel her wetness sliding over my lips and chin as I spread her open and tried my damndest to suck her dry. She was literally whimpering by the time I worked my way to her clit and licked it hard with the broad flat part of my tongue. When she was near another climax I pushed two fingers into her and then worked in a third. I could feel her spreading around me. I stroked slowly at first not wanting to hurt her but I began to speed up knowing she liked it hard and fast. I sucked her clit into my mouth and lashed it with my tongue and when she came she screamed. Not a small damn that was good scream either, no this was loud, I couldn't stop it if I wanted to , gut wrenching and out of control type scream and I loved it. When I untangled her hands from my hair and moved away, she almost collapsed and I giggled as she stumbled to the bed. She tried to glare at me but couldn't seem to muster enough energy to do more than squint her eyes at me. I laid next to her and watched her as she came down. She was on her stomach and nearly asleep when I slid down the bed straddled her legs, then ran my tongue up and down the crack of her ass. She moaned and squirmed against me, "Oh my God" was all she said. I kissed her ass cheeks softly biting them lightly every now and then, before spreading her apart and gently brushing my tongue against her asshole. She moaned deep in her throat as I continued the motion eventually pushing my tongue into her. Moving one hand beneath her I stroked her clit as I licked her ass and she trembled for me again. When she came I dipped my tongue into her pussy before moving back to her ass. I alternated and kept her moaning and dripping wet for me then without warning I pulled my face and hand away. I slapped her ass hard and she moaned for me, then as if realizing what I'd done she tried to turn over, I moved more quickly than she did and straddled the small of her back. I was holding her down with my weight and I knew she wouldn't be able to get away. "Corrin what the hell are you doing." I looked down at her ass and smiled to myself, before pulling my left hand back. I slapped her again, the sound was loud and I knew the slap had stung. She tried to move away again but at the same time she moaned. I hit her again and I could hear her breath catch. I smiled again, I'd know she would like it but I'd also known there was no way in hell she was going to let me just dominate her. I hit her again and then ran the nails of my right hand lightly over her the place I'd just hit. Her breath caught again and she tried to suppress a moan. I laughed and hit her three more times before I took a break to slip my fingers in her from behind. When I felt her inner walls clenched I stopped and went back to spanking her and teasing her with my nails. She'd stop trying to move away, but she still said a few more get of me's before she stopped protesting all together and gave in. When she finally submitted I drove three fingers into her and eased up enough for her to move against them. When I felt her coming I pulled my hand away with a wet pop and slapped her ass three times in hard rapid succession. Her body jerked and she buried her head in my pillow, even so I could still hear her screaming. When I moved off of her she stayed where she was. I lay next her and looked into her eyes, she was going to make me pay like never before, I knew that but it was so worth it. She was asleep in the next moment but before she drifted off completely she murmured "Your ass is mine Corrin, believe that." I believed her alright and I couldn't wait. For the next few weeks I kept on expecting Madison to make good on her promise but she had not made a move yet and now it looked like she wouldn't be able too for at least a couple more weeks. My father had decided to come home for two weeks and spend some "quality time" with me. Christmas was in exactly one week and I knew he was just feeling guilty, this happened every year around the holidays. I guess coming home made it easier for him to believe that he was doing right by me, besides he and I always looked so happy in those damn Christmas pictures we sent out. In the past having my father come home had always been exciting but with each passing year I began to realize just how much I resented him. I'd lost both of my parents one to cancer and the other to grief. I above all else knew how hard losing my mother had been for him, but when I had needed him to understand my anguish and be there for me, he had failed me and I wasn't sure if I could ever forgive him for that. Still as angry as I was at him, I still sought his approval and wanted desperately to please him. While my father was home Madison couldn't be there and she still wasn't comfortable with me visiting her home. I knew she was just being careful and doing as much as she could to avoid a scandal but I was still annoyed. With school being out of session for the winter holidays and Daddy being constantly underfoot I didn't get to see her at all. Christmas came and went without much hoopla, as usual Daddy was overly extravagant but still distant. He had given me a fistful of cold hard cash but hadn't gotten anything that would suggest that he knew me even a little. Jessica had flown to Florida with her parents to visit her grandparents for the holidays and Courtney had relatives staying at her house through the new year so I didn't see too much of her either. We talked on the phone but her mother had pretty much booked her for the duration of the break. If she wasn't making up Holiday baskets for the needy, then she could be found ice skating or sledding with her younger cousins. Most of my time was spent with my father. He made an effort to reacquaint himself with me and I in turn pretended to be interested in his work and stock portfolio. The time that we spent together was filled with long pauses and awkward silences but we both kept on trying to force familiarity where there was none. Daddy was going to be leaving on the afternoon of new years eve and so he'd made big plans for us to spend his last night at home together. We were going downtown for dinner and then we were going to see some world renown violinist. Nicoleta something or other, I didn't have the heart to remind him that I'd stopped playing the violin the day of my mother's funeral. I'd played as they lowered her into the ground and hadn't touched the instrument since. I didn't say anything, I just didn't want to disappoint him. On the night of the concert I dressed in a black suede skirt with a matching Knee length swing coat and a pair of high heeled boots. I rarely dressed up and I was really surprised at how grown up my reflection in the mirror appeared. I looked like a real bonafide adult and not like some kid playing dress up. I was fully dressed and completely made up when the phone rang. It was my father telling me that he'd gotten delayed in a meeting with his accountant and we'd probably have to skip dinner but that we'd still go to the concert. I hung up the phone disappointed but not surprised; his business would always come first. I went into the kitchen and grabbed some ice cream and a bag of chips. It wasn't exactly a well balanced meal but it would do. Daddy showed up an hour and a half later in a black limousine, he always traveled in extravagant style. With all the traffic we barely made it in time. I had really thought I'd be bored or disinterested but instead I was so wrapped up in the music I almost wanted to weep when the violinist took her final bow. When she'd played Vavalidi's Winter I could almost feel the icy wind whipping through the concert hall, and the unaccompanied transcription of the Adagio she played had made me feel things I hadn't allowed myself to feel in years as, it tore through my soul. I'd wept with the music a long arch beginning quietly, gradually building to an overwhelming climax, and winding down to a quiet end She'd made me feel things with every piece she played and even as I sat there I knew even if I never touched the violin again the music would always be a part of who I was. From the Fantasia in F-minor to Opus fifty- eight I felt every single note she played. When we left the concert I was emotionally drained and my thoughts were all over the place. I kept seeing my mothers face and hearing her voice. As I looked out of the car window tears still streamed down my face. Even though I'd been looking out the window eventually I'd hadn't really been seeing anything and I didn't realize we'd stopped until the driver opened the door and very nearly spilled me out onto the pavement. He rushed to apologize and help me from the car. I exited the car as gracefully as the situation allowed and assured the driver that I was fine, then after waiting for Daddy to take my arm we walked into the restaurant. It was quite late to be dining and I knew the restaurant was due to close very soon but Daddy and I were seated immediately. Sometimes I forgot about all the things money and prestige could buy. After Daddy had selected a ridiculously expensive bottle of wine we ordered our meals. He looked at me and I looked down I was sure I looked a mess and I was also sure he'd heard me crying but he hadn't said a word. I didn't know whether to be relieved or angry about that. I excused myself telling him that I needed to fix my face. He nodded and I stood. Once inside the bathroom I stared at my face in the mirror. My makeup was shot and I looked tired. Splashing water on my face refreshed me but didn't do much in the way of my appearance. Sighing I pulled a tiny bottle of lotion from my purse and after patting my face dry I rubbed a tiny bit of the moisturizer on my face and then headed out the door and back to our table. I wouldn't have noticed them if I hadn't heard that low familiar laugh that stopped me in my tracks. I turned my head toward the sound even though everything in me wanted to ignore it. I had recognized Madison's laugh but I wouldn't have been able to put a name to the woman she was with if I hadn't seen her on stage less than an hour ago. From the stage she had appeared regal and elegant up close she was gorgeous. Her slender fingers ran over the curve of her wine glass as she leaned slightly forward and spoke to Madison in a low voice. I would have been able to walk away and even just assume that they were friends even though their body language said volumes. I would have believed it if the woman hadn't leaned in and kissed Madison like they'd been lovers for years. Madison and I had never really discussed our other relationships well, to be accurate she never really discussed her past relationships. I'd had less than a handful of partners and I had told her about every single one of them, she hadn't been so eager to share and I'd left it alone. In truth I didn't really want to know, I didn't even want to think about it. I had just assumed that we weren't seeing other people and it hurt like hell to see another woman indulging in what I'd thought was exclusively mine. Maybe she felt my eyes on her or maybe she sensed my presence but when their brief kiss ended Madison looked right at me. I turned away and ran out of the restaurant I had no plan as to where I would go but I ran anyway. I made it to the first intersection and would have run right into the street despite the sea of oncoming cars if she hadn't reached out and grabbed me. I'd heard her running after me in the restaurant but I hadn't stopped, the last thing I wanted her to see was me falling to pieces like some spoiled child throwing a tantrum. She held me in place to keep me from running again, I was shaking partially because it was freezing outside and I wasn't dressed for any late night jog in the middle of in the middle of winter, and partially because I was crying again. I wanted to tell her to go straight to hell but I was past coherent speech at that point. She pulled me close to her and I could feel the heat of her body through the blouse she was wearing. I didn't even have the strength to pull away even though I wanted too. When I the tears subsided I began to feel more angry than hurt and then I did push her away from me with enough force to make her almost fall. "Don't do this she pleaded with me as I started to walk past her. "Listen you don't understand, it's not what you think." "What the hell do you mean Madison, that you weren't at dinner with her? That the two of you weren't kissing? What is it that I don't understand?" "She's just an old friend..." I kept on walking and then turned back to face her before she continued to speak. Because I kept stopping suddenly and turning we always ended up only inches apart since she was literally right behind me. "An old friend or an old lover Madison?" She stared at me for a beat "We were never lovers we slept together..." "Don't play games with me you know what I meant." "Okay yes Nicoleta and I used to be in a relationship and we're friends now, nothing more." "Then why was she kissing you?" "I don't know, I told her about you I really did, not by name but she knew I was involved and in love." "I saw her play tonight and she's amazing how could you not..." I paused not wanting to go on. Somehow the knowledge of this other woman suddenly made me feel inadequate. I couldn't relay that in words but apparently I didn't need to. Madison pulled me into her embrace this time I didn't have the urge to struggle. "She's good at what she does I won't ever deny that, but that doesn't make me feel anything but admiration. I love you not her you." She held me tighter and went on, "I've only ever loved you Corrin." We just stood there in the middle of the sidewalk holding each other. After a while we walked back to the restaurant, it had felt like we'd been gone forever but in truth it had been less than a half hour. My father was just where I'd left him, I knew he'd seen me run out but I also knew he hated any sort of public displays so it was just like him to continue his meal and move on to dessert and coffee without me. He didn't seem the least bit concerned when I walked back in and took my seat. My meal sat at my place untouched, I wasn't hungry and it had gotten cold anyway. I sat there in silence and he let me. I knew he was upset and that he'd see my running out as nothing more than a way to embarrass him. He probably wouldn't even acknowledge the fact that he'd seen a woman chasing me out of the otherwise empty restaurant. I was tired of him pretending things were fine when clearly they weren't and so after a few minutes I got out of my seat again. This time he looked at me "Sit down." he said quietly I looked at him and pushed the chair in. "Sit down" he said again. This time he wasn't as calm but then again he never was when things didn't go his way. I walked away from him leaving him there, I wasn't angry just tired of him. He couldn't even be bothered to ask me if I was okay or why I'd spent the better part of the night crying. I was done with him because I had to be, I couldn't be what he needed and he had never been what I needed. I was surprised how easy it was to let go, if I'd had any insight I'd have realized it was easy to let go because I hadn't ever really had him. My mother had always said you can't have what you can't hold. It would be many years before I could move past my resentment and pity the man that he was but that night was when I first let go of the notion that we'd ever have anything but memories between us. I knew a taxi back to the suburbs was going to cost a fortune but I didn't care, I had money to burn and there was no way I was going to wait and ride with my father. Just as I hailed a cab Madison stepped outside and called out to me. When I turned I saw Nicoleta was with still with her and for a moment I wanted to attack the woman. The feeling passed but I was still shocked by how instant and intense the urge had been. Nicoleta stared at me for a moment and then touched the side of my face as if I were just a child. Her gloved hand was soft and delicate, "You are so lucky, do you know that?" Her voice was naturally low and smooth and carried a hint of a Parisian accent. I nodded I knew alright. "be good to her" she told me before dropping her hand and turning to Madison. "And you, none of your foolishness." They hugged briefly and then the woman stepped up to the curb and got into a white limousine that had been parked there when Daddy and I had first pulled up. "Come on" Madison told me as she began to walk down the street. I followed without a word, we were walking side by side and for a moment I took her hand. We got to her car less than 60 seconds later but I smiled as it dawned on me that she hadn't pulled away despite the fact that we were in public. I had expected Madison to drive me home so I was shocked when we pulled up in front of her house. There was no way she could see my expression dark but she laughed. "Are you really that shocked?" The Bitch Ch. 08 "Actually I am" I told her being serious. She ran her hand up my thigh and laughed "Well get over it." She had pulled into the garage and we went into her house, I was in her arms the second she returned from hanging up our coats. We were just hugging and touching each other lightly. There was none of the usual rush that I'd always felt even if only on the periphery. We had the whole night not just a few hours and because of that everything felt different. When we parted she went into the living room, I had been in her house before but never really got a good look at everything. There just hadn't been time. Now I took in the rooms and noted the way she was reflected in them. She was kneeling in front of the fireplace lighting a fire as I looked around. She moved to turn off all but one of the lamps then she turned on some music and suddenly the room was filled with the sounds of smooth romantic jazz. I smiled when she turned to me and opened her arms. We dance together our bodies close. I was moving to her rhythm rather than the music's and loving every second of it. We danced like that for a long time before she moved her hands up my from my hips and began to run them up and down my back. I wrapped my arms more tightly around her neck and lifted my head from her shoulder to press my lips to hers. She kissed me back running the tip of her tongue over my bottom lip. Just when I was getting really into it she pulled away. I frowned and she laughed. "I'll be right back" was all she said before leaving the room. True to her word she did come right back, she was carrying a huge dark blue down comforter with her and two pillows. We spread the comforter out in front of the fire place and then she laid on it and opened her arms. That was all the invitation I needed, I was in her arms again kissing her as buttons were unbuttoned and zippers were unzipped. Clothes were removed and tossed through the air as we consumed each other. I was straddling her and looking down into her eyes resting my hands on either side of her shoulders I moved against her slowly, pussy to pussy our wetness mingled and added to the friction between us. I could already feel the tightening in the pit of my stomach and my hips moved faster, as my heart started to beat more rapidly. The heat from the still blazing fire and the heat she always aroused in me had me sweating as I continued to move against her. She moaned and when my name slipped from her parted lips that was all I needed. The way she said my name was like a promise and a plea all wrapped up into two syllables. My thighs trembled around her and every muscle in my body tensed and relaxed, she was still moving against me even as I climaxed. She wasn't far behind me and the look on her face was the definition of beauty. I relaxed against her and she held me close. We stayed like that until Madison shifted and I rolled off of her. Before I had time to fully relax against the comforter she was between my thighs. I could feel her breath as she moved in closer. I couldn't wait for even a moment , I thrust my hips up to meet her mouth. She opened her lips and ran her tongue up and down lightly she was just barely touching me and I wished to God she would. She teased me with light kisses and tiny licks until I was begging her. She let me beg and laughed but still didn't let me have my way, "be patient baby" she said lifting her head. I tried to be patient and not beg but it wasn't working at all, she bit me gently and kept teasing me until I was on the verge of tears for what had to be the hundredth time that evening. When I was shaking and trembling and almost crying Madison finally took me over the edge. Very suddenly her fingers were inside of my wetness and her lips were wrapped around my clit sucking gently. I wrapped my legs around her head and thrust against her. She stayed there until my legs relaxed out of sheer exhaustion. I wanted to return the favor and take her until she was as weak and tired as I felt but I couldn't. When she laid next to me and folded the blanket around the two of us the only thing I had the strength to do was tell her I loved her. She smiled and repeated the words to me before kissing me softly. When I woke up it was still dark, my head was resting on Madi's shoulder and she was holding me in a loose one armed embrace. The embers in the fire place still glowed and I was absolutely content. Madison shifted a little and I lifted my head looked at her surprised to see she too was awake. "I love waking up with you" I told her. I knew I shouldn't have let that slip but I couldn't help it. I expected her to reprimand me or draw back from me emotionally the way she always did when I slipped up and made comments like that, but this time she didn't. "I like it too Cori" she told me toying with my hair. "Really?" I asked her genuinely surprised I mean I knew she loved me but she hardly ever let her guard down with me, not like this. "Yes really" she said. I smiled not needing to say anything more. There was silence between a us for few moments more then Madison began to speak again. "Do you ever think about what we're going to do after you graduate?" she asked. I just nodded because I wasn't sure how much I could say so saying nothing seemed better than making a fool of myself. When I didn't speak she went on. "At the end of the year I'm going to resign." I sat up and looked at her. "You're going to what?" I asked in a tone that clearly indicated that I thought she'd lost every ounce of sense she had. Above all else she was a good teacher and I didn't want her resigning. "Baby even after you graduate the two of us could never be a real couple as long as I taught there. I know you know that, there would still be rumors and gossip and I can't live like that and I wouldn't want you to either. I would certainly never want to hide what we have or ask you to keep on going like this." I knew she right but I still couldn't let her give up her job. "Madi you can't do this, I mean you're a good teacher and this is a really good job." She looked at me and shook her head, as if to negate what I'd said, "There are other jobs and other school districts but there will never be another you, I can't not do this. I'll see if I can find a job close to whatever college you go to if you still want me..." She trailed off and looked away from my eyes. I lay on my side next to her and waited for her to meet my gaze. "Madison if you'd let me I'd spend the rest of my life showing you how much I want you. I don't know how you could even begin to think that I wouldn't." "Do you mean that?" I could hear the tears in her voice when she spoke and see them shining in her eyes. "Of course I do." She rolled away from me and stood in one swift motion. She was out of the room before I even had a chance to ask her where she was going. When she came back she was wearing a long satin robe and her left hand was closed tight around something. In her absence I had wrapped myself up in the comforter we'd been laying on, I could still smell hints of our combined scents on the cover. She sat down next to me and stared at me, she searched my eyes and I hoped that she would find every answer she was looking for in them. "Corrin, You know I love you, I have never loved anyone like this and sometimes it scares the hell out of me. I thought I'd have more time to plan this and that maybe I'd wait for just the right time and say all the right things..." She trailed off and I just kept looking at her not sure what she was trying to say. She laughed and took my left hand in her right one. "I know I'm rambling and you have no idea what I'm talking about." She opened her left hand and there was a ring in it. I was no jeweler but it didn't look like any cracker jack prize to me. "My grandmother died when I was fourteen, she left this to me because she didn't have a daughter of her own and she didn't want any of her sons wives to have it. She knew they would never cherish it, not like she did and not like I could. I was supposed to wear this when I got engaged, but things don't always work out the way we plan them." She paused and there were tears in her eyes again. "I want you to have it, I know you'll cherish it and that's all she ever wanted." I was crying and smiling and half in shock. She hadn't actually gotten around to asking me to marry her but I knew that's what she meant. "Are you proposing to me?" "Yes" she said. "Yes" I said. Okay guys there's only one more chapter left to write and then it'll be all done unless of course there's a public outcry. Thanks to everyone who sent me feedback and encouraged me to keep this story going. Please leave PC's and vote. D21 The Bitch Ch. 09 This story is copyright of the authour Destinie21 Please do not reproduce or copy. This story is meant to be viewed by readers 18 years of age and older. Okay readers this is just a little note to let you know how much I appreciate you guys. It's sort of a kick for me to know there are people out there who take the time to take a glimpse into my fantasies and stories and enjoy them right along with me. I'm sorry it took so long for me to post a continuation. As with the other chapters of this story this one could stand alone but it's better to begin at the beginning and watch the relationship grow. Anyway enough of my rambling, enjoy... * * * * * "Ma-om come on, we're going to be lay-ate." I looked down at the child beside me. She's three going on 14. I wondered when I had stopped being Mommy and started being Mom. Moreover I wondered when mom had become a two-syllable word, and why this little girl was calling me like I was steady wasting her time. I mean she was right we were going to be late, for her play-date with the twins but I was still looking in the mirror not quite satisfied with my overall appearance. Of course no amount of looking was going to change the fact that I was almost seven months pregnant and feeling very much like a beached whale. My shirt wasn't quite holding in my breasts and it looked like I was going to need some new bras yet again because my cups were defiantly starting to runneth over, plus my hair was as unruly as ever except now it seemed to be growing like a kudzu vine. "Damn prenatal vitamins." I murmured to my reflection before flicking the light switch and walking out of the bathroom. "Mom you said a bad word, you're not supposed to say bad words Mama Madi said so remember?" I smiled down at the child, I hadn't thought I'd spoken loudly enough for her to hear but she'd caught me. "Yeah Baby Girl, I remember now." We made it out of the house and into the car without much more delay although by the way the little girl was sighing as I stopped in the kitchen to grab a handful of slim jims from the cabinet you'd have thought I'd made her wait through Roots. We were late but only by about ten minutes and once she saw Carrie and Cora, Micah forgot all about her frustration with me and bounded into the house in a fit of giggles and little girl dreams. "Girl look at you" Courtney exclaimed as I stepped over the threshold of her house. She shut the door behind me and just as her words suggested she was indeed looking at me. I hadn't seen her in more than a month and I guess I seemed much more pregnant than I had before, which is to say my stomach had rounded out to the point where I was defiantly looking like an expectant mother. I'd been lucky, well to hear my friends tell it, I had been blessed with a small frame that hadn't changed much since the seven years since I'd been in highschool, so even after I got pregnant I just wasn't very big. I'd even been able to skip the maternity clothes, but now I felt bulky and cumbersome and always just a little irritated or rather like irritation was no more than a breath away. She continued to inspect me with a smile tiptoeing around the corners of her lips until I reached into my purse and snapped into a slim jim. She just shook her head when I offered her one of the sticks of spiced, processed beef by products and headed deeper into her house. I followed her into the kitchen and praised God when I saw the array of snacks she had put out. "Hungry?" she asked with a smirk. "Girl am I ever not hungry?" She didn't even answer as she plopped herself into a kitchen chair and watched me grab a plate and help myself to the sandwiches and chips she'd set out. Because she lived an hour away we only managed to get the kids together for play dates once a month although last month we'd skipped it when she'd had to go away on business at the last minute. Every once in a while I envied her life as a business powerhouse, her career, with her wildly successful plastic surgeon husband and perfect house complete with a maid a cook and a nanny. Then just as quickly I remembered my own life, and love and the little girl that was upstairs in the playroom with my best friends identical twin daughters, and knew good and hell well that I'd never trade being a stay at home mommy/ma-om an always lover, and a sometimes journalist and even less often a novelist. It wasn't even a real envy so much as a wishing I was rich enough to afford all the luxuries money could buy, I'd never fully realized how spoiled I was until it was time to make it on my own without my Daddy's money to back up the rich girls' lifestyle I had taken for normalcy. Even now as thoughts I didn't want to think pushed their way into my head I almost wanted to laugh, I wasn't rich, but then again we weren't poor either, I still didn't know what it meant to be hungry and not know where my next meal was coming from I had no idea what it was like to rob Peter to pay Paul, and we'd never once received a bill that had final notice on it, so as much as I wanted, I still wanted for nothing. "Where you at girl?" Courtney asked, her voice cutting into my thoughts and pulling my focus from the internal to the external. "Sorry girl, I was spacing out." "Yeah I know, you been doing that a lot lately, what's on your mind?" "Just thinking about the baby," I said my hand automatically caressing the child in my stomach. "I mean I don't know if I'm ready for two kids, hell Micah is two handfuls all by her damn self." Courtney laughed but didn't even try to deny that Micah was indeed more than a little bit a handful. It's not that she was a behavioral problem, she was just inquisitive to and precocious to the maximum extent of the law and she was not looking forward to the little girl who was about to invade her world and become the newest baby girl in our household. She had wanted the baby to be a little boy and cried ferociously when she'd found out that her brother was a sister. "Girl do you think I was ready for my first baby to be a two for one? You'll adjust and be just as good of a mother to the two of them as you are to Micah." I smiled, she had spoken right to the fears I hadn't quite shared with her and made me feel better just like that. We were still best friends and our relationship had grown by leaps and bounds which I think was kind of a shock to the both of us. Sometimes I wondered if we were still secretly waiting to outgrow each other. I mean all the other relationships we'd had in highschool had seemed to fizzle out shortly after graduation or the commencement of college. Courtney, Jess and I had made it through our first year of college and still stayed friends and were convinced our little trio would make it to our mid thirties and talk about highschool as the good old days and we might have if Jessica hadn't left the sane train for the crazy express. I mean everything seemed good after her fist year and she was all about poly-sci and trying to training for volleyball when we started our second year but somewhere between August and December she became a wanna be starlet. I of course blamed LA and wrote it off as a phase. ( I was going through my own phase at the time but we'll get into that later.) Jessica was a pretty girl in a town where beauty often equaled success so neither Courtney nor I was surprised to hear about her new image, Jess had always been sort of a follower, but seeing the change in person and hearing about it over the phone were two different things. Her already small frame had gone from being petite to being too damn skinny and her once fair skin carried a heavy bronze tone that would have looked like the perfect California tan if I hadn't known that Jess was the type to burn rather than "bake," her face had changed too although it took me a little longer to pinpoint exactly how. Her lips looked like someone had punched her hard enough to make them swell two sizes too big for her face and made me think of the Mr. Potato Head toy I'd played with as a child. She was still pretty but now her beauty seemed manufactured instead of natural as it had been before. Still even with the changes to her appearance she still seemed like the same friend I'd known since I was a child, so it was more than a little shocking to find out exactly what kind of role my friend had been "starring" in. She'd been vague and evasive about her acting and I'd been too consumed with my life and my love to take any real notice. Looking back I know I should have been able to read between the lines and figure out that actress was synonymous with porn starlet but I didn't so the news was appalling. I was certainly no paragon of virtue but I was disturbed by what to me seemed like nothing more than legalized prostitution. I mean I didn't really think it was wrong to watch a porno hell I even liked it but something about one of my best friends being in one didn't sit well with me, especially since she was a newbie and most of the shots of her were some old guys fucking her doggystlye while she moaned way too loud for the pleasure to be entirely real, then he'd give her a facial and that would be the end of it. I was more than a little relived to learn that most of the facials didn't involve any actual semen. A long-standing trick of the porn trade was to use a powdered pina colada mix and water to make the come shot seem a little more theatrical and visually stimulating when caught on tape. After the initial shock of Jessica's new career wore off everything was mostly fine, in fact after I got over the vulgarity and baseness of her profession I have to admit it was kind of cool to have a friend in the porn industry, especially when she one an award for the best anal scene by a new actress. The award itself and the whole ceremony surrounding the phallic statuette seemed more than a little ridiculous and even Jess didn't take it too seriously. But the real bonus was her touring the porn star conventions (I know I too was shocked that there are porn star conventions.) And getting discounts on all kinds fun toys which she often sent us via the mail. Believe me there's nothing quite like receiving several plain brown packages from the UPS guy and opening them to find a vibrator-palooza at your fingertips. Still even the gifts and sorties of the fun she was having didn't stop me from seeing the glazed look in her eyes in the tapes she sometimes sent. I was almost able to convince myself that it was a trick of the lighting until I saw her in person and noticed the vacant look was there more than her clear-eyed gaze, and just how often she seemed to have to go to the bathroom. She had either a raging UTI or a raging coke addiction. I hoped for the former instead of the latter although I didn't want my friend to have any health problems' I sure as fuck didn't want her to have a drug addiction. But she did. At first both Courtney and I were at a loss, this was the first adult problem our friendship had ever faced and at the age of twenty neither one of us could quite grasp the fact that we were indeed adults and we could take the steps to intervene in our friend's life. So we did something that was a throwback to childhood and tattled to her parents. But in the end no one could save her but herself and somehow Jess just wasn't into self preservation. To this day she was still in and out of rehab and living somewhere in LA. Or at least she had been the last time I'd heard from her, when she had asked for money. When I told her no flat out she called me out of my name and damned me to hell. It wasn't the first time and somehow I hoped it wouldn't be the last. At least if she was calling me, I'd know she was still alive even if her living wasn't what any of us wanted or had expected it to be. But it had been a little more than a year since that last phone call and I prayed every day that I'd hear from her again. Sometimes I even felt guilty for not giving her the money she needed for a fix after all at least she would have still been calling and I wouldn't have been left wondering. Maybe it was the look on my face or maybe Courtney's own thoughts just mirrored my own at that moment because all she said was "Jess." And I nodded. We both shook our heads, then after more than a moment of silence, we went on with our conversation. The two hours that we spent together once a month flew by and soon the kids were bounding down the stairs followed by a nanny who looked like she hadn't bounded anywhere in more decades than I'd been alive. The kids ate a light lunch since all three of them seemed to be united in not eating anything more than a few bites of peanut butter and jelly. Usually Micah wasn't a finicky eater or a follower but with the combined peer pressure of the Pavarati twins she was swayed. Or maybe she just wasn't hungry in any case they were done in less than ten minutes and since I had a bit of a drive ahead of me I wasn't about to try and force a stubborn toddler to eat a few more bites. I learned early on to choose my battles, and this wasn't one I was about to choose. We said our good-byes and then I grabbed another sandwich for the road and gathered Micah and headed for the car. The child was asleep almost before we had left the block and while she slept I drove wishing idly it could be the other way around. I hadn't done much but I was tired. Having never been pregnant before I hadn't expected the exhaustion and fatigue that seemed most prevalent in the third trimester. I'd been through it with Madi but I hadn't quite understood until I experienced it for myself. By the time Micah and I got home Madison's car was sitting in the driveway. Even after all this time coming home to her still made my heart skip a beat. As if on cue Micah woke up once the car stopped and although she was still groggy with sleep she managed to hold my hand and stumble from the car to the house. Before I was pregnant, I would have carried her into the house but now the weight of her and the size of my stomach made that impossible. Madison was sitting at her desk in the corner of the living room, correcting papers and when we entered she looked up and smiled. Her smile still held the happiness I craved and her eyes shared with mine the secrets of beauty that my lips could never tell. I smiled back at her as Micah slipped her hand from mine and walked over to her mother. "Hi Mama Madi." She said, and with those simple words the full weight of her love could be heard. "Hey baby girl. " Madison replied stroking the child's hair although her eyes had never left my face. She stared at me a moment longer before pushing away from the desk and giving Micah her full attention. I hadn't missed the lust in her eyes and I knew by the way she had stared at me that she'd seen it mirrored in my own, but it would be many hours before we'd be alone together, and able to fully indulge in each other. So for now I was content to just sit on the sofa and watch the woman in my life hold our daughter. I loved seeing them together, Micah was every bit her mothers child from her strong cheekbones and jaw line to those startling blue eyes set in her pecan colored face. Even the texture of their hair was the same although Micah had the lips and build of a stranger. She was our girl and our joy and now there was another one on the way. We'd waited and planned making sure we could afford another child in the same way we'd planned for Micah. Madison had carried our first child because her biological clock had been ticking for a while and once we settled down into our lives and committed to each other two years after I'd finished highschool she had been very ready to be a mother. I on the other hand was still finishing college and while a family sounded like a wonderful idea I wasn't quite ready to carry a child. Then we'd had to address the issue of the baby's father. Initially we'd thought we could find a close friend to be the donor but after examining all the possibilities neither of us were ready to let a third party into our family unit, particularly a third party who could potentially want parental rights some day, plus even though Madison had been with a men before (a fact that disgruntled me more than it shocked me ) I wasn't interested in even discussing the option of getting her knocked up the "old fashioned way." In the end we'd decided to try artificial insemination with a sperm donor. It was something we discussed soon after we moved away from the town I'd grown up in. We'd only moved an hour away since Madison was able to get a teaching job at a middle school there. We had wanted to move, had in fact needed to move because there was no way we could have a real relationship in a town where she had been my teacher only a few months before. It would have compromised her career and been a cause for all kinds of scandal. I never wanted her to stop being a teacher but I was glad she'd chosen to teach younger students although neither of us discussed her reasoning behind it we both knew it was because of what had developed between us. Before me she'd never thought she would be in an intimate relationship with a highschool student, especially a student of hers. After what had happened between us neither one of us was anxious for her to be taking any risks. She'd been willing to move and give up her job so I didn't have a single complaint finding a college near where she'd found a job. That first year we were together after I'd graduated was one of the best times in my life, I'd never been in love but more than that I'd never had or even known that a lover and a friend could be one in the same. The sex was still slammin and the passion didn't ebb even a little but getting to know her as a friend added another dimension to our love that I could never fully define with words. It was the looks that passed between us, those conversations we could have without words and the laughter that filled our house. I grew up a lot in those first years and Madi proved herself to be the woman I suspected her to be. She gave me the room I needed to blossom into a woman in my mind the way I'd blossomed in my body years before. Even when I was rockin my Angela Davis t-shirts and going through my self affirming black youth stage, and talking like I knew anything about a dream being deferred she stuck with me and didn't laugh although I'd catch her smirking at me from time to time. And when I cried because I was losing one of my best friends to sex and then drugs she held me and made the rest of the world fade away until it was just us whispering promises to each other against lips and breasts, skin against skin until the wetness on my face was no longer a sign of my own tears, only the passion that flowed like a river between us. Then there was Micah our baby, the new girl in both of our lives. We had talked and dreamed about her for two years before we'd finally been in a place where we were financially and emotionally ready to support a family. I still remembered the way the both of us had cried over the two negative pregnancy tests in as many months and then again over the positive one. I was amazed watching the changes in Madison's body the ones that were almost invisible, like the way her breasts were so much more sensitive or the way her stomach softened before it began to round out and especially how her sex drive increased, were just as beautiful to me as seeing her looking pregnant, or hearing our daughter's heartbeat, and seeing her move first on the sonogram then beneath the surface of Madi's skin. I loved to watch them then and it hadn't stopped because even now the sight of them could almost bring tears to my eyes. The sun had been down for many hours before we found ourselves in our bedroom, it was a night just like any other night that had passed in the seven years that we'd been together and just like any other night we came to each other easily, the promise of sex wasn't always in the air but the knowledge of shared love was. She held me in her arms and when she came to me and kissed me running her fingers through my hair tugging slightly because she knew just how I liked it. The Bitch Ch. 09 I moaned against her lips as her hands drifted from my hair to the hem of my shirt. She pushed the material up slowly, caressing my skin with the tips of her fingers and tickling me as her nails brushed lightly against me. She was teasing me, planning on doing things her way, but I'd already been waiting all day and I wasn't inclined to wait any longer but Madison being Madison wasn't about to be rushed. I pressed myself against her putting my leg between her thighs while I kissed her harder. She pushed me back repositioning us and still taking her time with me, her lips left mine as she moved her left hand to my throat, not choking me, just holding me as she backed me against the closet wall. Her breath quickened against the side of my face and in my ear as she pressed her pussy against mine as hard as she could, then she shoved her thigh between my legs, and her tongue between my lips. Her hips moved against mine as her hands once again fell to the hem of my shirt, this time she wasn't teasing. The shirt was up and off in less than a heartbeat followed by my bra. Then her lips were on my breasts kissing the sensitive skin there and biting it just hard enough to leave the imprint of her teeth. Pain and pleasure mixed blurring the line of my own arousal. She stopped bitting me when she reached my nipples and switched to soft gentle licks. I moaned as the tip of her tongue touched the sensitive tip of my nipple she licked in circles teasing the flesh with her lips and the wetness of her tongue. She brought me so close to the edge I could taste it then she yanked me back, with a teasing smile she stepped away from me. My panties and the jeans I was wearing were soaked, so much so that my arousal left a damp spot on the fabric between my legs. Madison laughed and cupped my pussy in her hand, "Damn girl you really want it that bad?" It took a moment for her words to even register in my brain it was like she was speaking a foreign language that I had to take the time to interpret. "Yeah." Was all I managed to say by way of an answer. "How you want it?" She asked squeezing my sex in the palm of hand and sending a shiver of pleasure through my body. "Now." This time answer came quicker. She laughed and flexed her hand once again. "I said how not when, you're confusing your interrogative pronouns." "Always the teacher, aren't you?" "Only when there's a student to be taught Cori. Don't you want to be taught?" She asked "That depends on the lesson." "Answer my question girl, tell me how you want it." "Hard and fast." "You gon' let me hit it Cori?" She asked sucking my bottom lip into her mouth and biting it just a little before pulling away to hear my answer. "Hell yeah," I responded kissing her. "You know I like that shit " I whispered against her lips. "Yeah I know, and you know how I like to do that shit don't you?" She asked me, unbuttoning my pants and dipping her finger into my jeans and the underwear I wore beneath them. She slipped her finger between my lips and into my body making me moan, before she pulled it out and sucked the wetness from her finger. She slipped her hand back into my pants before she spoke again. I could barely pay attention to her words as she slipped two fingers into the hot wetness of my core. "How do I like to hit it Cori?" "Any Goddamned way I give it to you." I responded, knowing damn well that wasn't the answer she was expecting. I had never quite learned to be submissive but I had learned that my little fits of rebellion turned her on more than my acquiesce ever could. "Oh really?" She said driving her fingers into me harder and faster. She worked a rhythm on me so fierce I knew that shit was primal. I moved my hips to meet each thrust chasing after her fingers like a neglected nympho. Without any warning she stopped and left my body trembling right along with my lip. I wanted release so bad I was almost in tears but I'd put myself in this position so it was too late to bitch up now. Madison dropped between my legs and pulled my pants down taking my panties along with them, she was close enough to my pussy for me to feel the heat of her breath but all she did was look at it then up at me. She licked her lips like she couldn't wait for a taste then turned her head and sunk her straight white teeth into the meatiest part of my thigh. She was always doing that, like a bitch marking her territory but I liked it and my moan told her so. She stood up without so much as a second look at my wet open pussy and walked over to the bed. I stayed where I was for a moment because the sway of her hips always caused me to take pause then I followed her, like she knew I would. "Sit" was all she said. And I did she stood in front of me then and stripped off her own clothes. I watched her loving the deep brown of her skin and the curves of her body. She'd put on a little weight since the start of our relationship but I loved that too, especially the softness of her hips and stomach that had come with childbearing. I hadn't thought she could be any more beautiful to me until I'd seen how she looked after carrying our daughter. I reached out and ran my hands along her naked sides, starting just beneath the fullness of her breasts and running my fingers along the contour of her until I reached her hips. I pulled her to me and tasted her, without her even telling me what she wanted, I knew, I knew by the way that she stood and the way that she came willingly to my lips with just the slightest urging of my hands and most of all I knew because I knew her. In the begining I was so unsure of just what she wanted from me but now it was second nature and while the sex was never predictable I was always sure of exactly how to meet her needs. I pressed my lips against her pussy, surprised to find that she was just as wet and open as I was, the tip of her clit was already peeking out from between her slick lips, and when I touched it with the tip of my tongue I felt her tremble beneath the palms of my hands. I pulled her closer and slipped my tongue between her lips licking in an upward motion until my tongue passed over her clit again, this time I let my tongue linger circling the little pearl of flesh from the base to the tip, before slipping my tongue back down and then into her. She was fucking my face just as hard as I was fucking her pussy, driving my tongue into her and losing myself in her flavor and scent. I let one of my hands drift to her clit and drew my lips away from her only long enough to dip my fingers into her wetting them. Then my tongue was back inside her as my fingers pulled and tugged at her clit. She was moaning my name and then just as quickly calling me out of it as she rode my face. I felt her body tense just before I felt the walls of her pussy clamping around my tongue. I kept up the rhythm of my tongues and fingers until I felt her coming on my lips and tongue then I reversed the position of my hand and mouth. My fingers were inside of her first two and then very soon after that three and my lips were wrapped around her clit. I sucked hard and fast while I drove my fingers into her hitting the spot that kept her moaning and circling her hips for me. I sucked and fucked her until her legs trembled. My had and face were soaked with the scent of her as I pulled my fingers from her with a wet smacking sound. She looked at me for a moment before sitting beside me on the bed. "Damn." Was all she said before pulling my face to hers and licking the evidence of her spent passion from my lips. She kissed me and caressed me for a while playing with my nipples and then sucking them before she got down on her knees and spread my legs apart. Her lips were on my pussy before I even had time to brace myself and lean back on my arms. She pulled me closer gripping my thighs and consuming me. I don't know if it even took a full five minutes of her sucking my clit before I was moaning her name and coming for her. She didn't stop though not until I was screaming as loud as I dared and the bedspread beneath me was soaked. My whole body was trembling and shaking and I was oh so satisfied but I knew we weren't done yet. Madison rose from between my legs and walked over to her dresser she opened the top drawer and retrieved a single unremarkable gold key then she disappeared into our walk-in closet. I knew she was in there unlocking our "toy box." which we literally kept under lock and key because neither of us wanted our daughter to know the nature of the toys the two of us played with. She came back carrying an empty harness and a 9 by 3.5 inch attachment that made me smile just at the sight of it. She took the time to replace the key before she arranged the toy and strapped it on. She walks over to the bed and once again stands there in front of me, and because I've decided to be a good girl I don't even wait for her to tell me what to do, I just dip my head and part my lips letting the ebony head disappear between my lips. She's watching while I place my hand at the base of the shaft and eased it further into my mouth. She watched me bob my head up and down making the cock shiny with my saliva then she stepped back and put her hands on her hips. "How do I like to hit it?" She asked the question as she looked down at me her eyes daring me not to give her the right answer. Not trusting my lips to form the right words I simply stood up and turned my back on her, then knelt on the edge of the bed face down ass up and pussy open for her exactly the way she liked it. "Good girl." She said grabbing my hips and easing just the head of the ebony phallus between the lips of my pussy. She held me like that rocking and sliding a little deeper. Then without warning she thrust her hips burying the cock inside of me I circled my own hips and pushed back against her riding it knowing the motion of my hips was causing the nub on the base of the strap on to rock against her clit. She fucked me hard and fast then our skin making a slapping sound every time she went as deep as she could go. I gripped the bedspread in my fingers and moaned. "Who's is it?" She asked slapping my ass with each word that left her full lips. I didn't answer immediately not because I was hesitant but because she was fucking the hell out of me and I couldn't speak. She asked me again "Who's pussy is it baby girl?" This time she slapped my ass harder and fucked me harder. "It's yours, Madi. All yours" I said, the words spilling out of my mouth more like gasps and moans than actual syllables. "You're Damn right." She said dragging us both over the edge. My stomach trembled with the force of my climax and my thighs quivered. We were both wet with sweat and the scent of our lovemaking and still she didn't stop. She took me over and over until she was tired and spent. Then she pulled the toy out of me with a wet sloppy sound. She lay on her back while I lay on my side facing her. Lifting her hips she unstrapped the harness and took the dildo out of the o ring. She licked it like it was a lollipop while her blue eyes focused on my brown ones. "Goddamn" Was all I could say. She licked it clean and dropped it to the floor. I knew she'd wash it off and put it back in the toy box before she left for work early the next morning but now we were content to shut of the lamps on either side of our shared bed and get under the covers, her front pressing against my back, while her hand cradled the baby in my stomach. She kissed my shoulder, and we both put our love into words before closing our eyes to dream together. Okay readers it took me far longer to finish this chapter than intended, but I wanted to stay true to the characters you've all come to know. There will be at least one more chapter after this one. Please remember to vote as well as share a public comment or send feedback to me regarding the story. Thanks to everyone who sent feedback on the previous stories and took the time to read. The Bitch Ch. 10 This story is copyright of Destinie21 Please do not reproduce or copy. This story is meant to be viewed by readers 18 years of age and older. Okay readers this is just a little note to let you know how much I appreciate you guys. It's sort of a kick for me to know there are people out there who take the time to take a glimpse into my fantasies and stories and enjoy them right along with me. I'm sorry it took so long for me to post a continuation. As with the other chapters of this story this one could stand alone but it's better to begin at the beginning and watch the relationship grow. ****** The baby was two months old before I started to get back my groove. I had expected the pregnancy fatigue but wasn't really expecting the post pregnancy exhaustion. It was something I'd seen Madison go through but either I'd forgotten the extent of her tiredness after four years or else I just hadn't been able to fully empathize because I hadn't felt it for myself. Madison was there to pick up whatever slack there was and Courtney had taken Micah for the summer. At first we'd been reluctant to let our little girl go for two and a half months, but it was Micah who had begged and pleaded to be allowed to go with the twins to their cottage on the beach. It was in fact Micah who had asked Courtney when she'd heard the twins talking about the beach and the boardwalk and the pool, and whatever else little girls talked about. Then before Courtney even had a chance to extend an invitation Micah had been asking Madison and I if she could go. Courtney had thought it was a great idea and as my best friend I fully trusted her (and the nanny she'd hired) with my daughter but I still wasn't ready to let my baby girl be gone for the whole summer so we'd compromised and decided of a four week visit. Micah's heart was broken when the twins and family left without her but she got over it soon enough when the baby was born only days after their departure. I'd expected her to be jealous of and mean to her little sister at least initially but apparently she had gotten past that because once she saw the child she couldn't have been any more proud and loving if she'd been the girl's mother. At first she'd thought Zenobia was her own personal baby doll, she'd quickly tired of the baby's crying and spitting up and being smelly but she still liked to hold her and look at her and kiss her and she especially liked to stand next to me in a chair while I bathed the baby in the kitchen sink. By the time July rolled around Micah was in tears over leaving the baby but she still wanted to go. Madison and I had driven the four hours it took to get to Courtney and Ankur's cottage. Apparently the term cottage had grown to mean mini mansion on the beach. Courtney the kids and the nanny who's name I could never quite pronounce were just walking back from the beach when we pulled into the circular driveway in front of the house. Courtney's husband Ankur only made it out to the house every other weekend so he wasn't even on the premises. I liked him, had even grown to be friends with him over the years, he was a nice guy and he truly loved Courtney, and his daughters. I could see it in the way he looked at them, like he'd fly to the , moon just to collect stars for them. He was just starting his own private practice so he couldn't spend as much time with them as he wanted but to his credit he was always arranging his schedule to allow as much time with them as he could. Courtney and the girls entered the house through the back door as the maid was letting Madison Nobi Micah and I into the front door. The three girls ran to greet each other in a fit of squeals and giggles, Courtney and I did much of the same although with slightly less squealing and giggling. She took the baby seat out of my hands and set it on the floor, before picking up the baby. Madison had returned to the car to get our bag. She and I would be spending a few nights before returning home. I'd been with Madison for nearly seven years if you counted all the time I'd spent with her while I was still in highschool (which I did) and Courtney was just getting to the point where she was fully comfortable around my Mrs. I think it had something to do with Madison having once been her teacher as well, the age difference between Madison and I was actually smaller than the years that separated her and her husband and she seemed to have no trouble coping with that. In the first year or so after highschool we'd rarely discussed my relationship with Madison, I don't think either of us was comfortable going there, then after so much time had passed the whole topic just seemed awkward especially after the graduation present the two of them had conspired to give me.The present itself also could have contributed to the slight tension that seemed to surround the subject or presence of Madison, although I wasn't quite sure about that since Courtney had no problem talking about that time in our lives. ***************** Summer had officially started and I felt as though I was really and truly an adult, I had a highschool diploma, and a college acceptance letter thanks to early admission, and although I didn't know it at the time the school of my choice wasn't the school I was going to be attending. I was happy for the first time in my life. I hadn't realized that I was unhappy before, the new fullness that love had brought to my life made me realize how it had satisfied a hunger I wasn't even aware of. Not just on a romantic level but in a different way that I wouldn't be able to define for years. My father's emotional absence wounded me deeper than his physical absence.I knew he loved me or at least I knew it like I knew I was supposed to love him because he was my father.He had supported me financially but he'd never cared or at least he never showed me that he cared. It was a relief to know that now there was someone out there who cared whether I came home at night or how I'd spent my day, someone who was willing to object to the stench of all the bullshit I could shovel up and moreover someone who wanted what was best for me instead of wanting the best of me. Madison became my family long after she'd become my lover and for that I was grateful. Her presence filled all the voids in my heart my mind and my life. And then there was of course the sex, she satisfied me and was always showing me something new which I guess is why I wasn't shocked when she got me a girl for graduation. As much as I loved her and wanted her she never dismissed my desires for other women, I'd been surprised that I was still attracted to other girl's somehow I'd thought that being in love would somehow eliminate all my carnal desires for other people but that wasn't the case. While the fact that she'd gotten me a girl I was surprised at who the girl was. When Madison called me on my cell phone and told me to meet her at her at the Hilton room 722 ready for anything I had a much different scenario in my mind than the one that unfolded once I got there. Still I was down for whatever and I dressed like I was going to get fucked, which is exactly where I was going but once again not quite the way I was thinking. I showered and dressed. It was already ferociously hot outside so I donned an almost indecently short denim mini skirt that had been splattered with pink paint and paired it with a low cut pink halter top that barely covered my breasts. I started to pull my hair back just because it was so damned hot but I knew Madison liked it down despite or maybe because of its wild appearance. I completed the outfit with a pair of matching pink heels that strapped around the ankles and made the skirt look even shorter. Before I was done inspecting myself in the mirror I turned and bent over looking at the way the skirt crept up and exposed my bare ass and pussy lips. I loved it and knew Madison would too. She'd just recently gotten into fucking me from behind with a strap on and I loved the way she took me and spanked me like she couldn't get enough of me. In fact she liked to fuck me in just about every position, hell she showed me some I would never even have imagined and every last one of them had me screaming and moaning her name. I think hittin it from the back with me bent over legs straight ass up was just her favorite. Satisfied with my appearance I walked out of my house with butterflies in my stomach, I knew whatever Madi had in mind was going to be great, I was almost to excited to concentrate on driving but somehow I made it to the hotel that hovered just on the very edge of downtown. I went right up to the room once I got there, I raised my hand to knock but before my knuckles could make contact with the door it opened. Madison was waiting for me with a smile on her face, she stepped back so I could enter the room. Prince was playing in the background on some unseen stereo,I recognized the song as "Darling Nikki." I smiled to myself as I looked around the room it was nice as far as hotel rooms go but I wasn't focused on the interior design, so much as I was in the woman who was still standing in front of me. She was wearing a red satin robe that brushed her ankles, the robe was tied loosely allowing me to see the black and red corset she wore beneath and just a brief hint of the panties that went with it. He legs were encased in black stockings and the whole look was brought together by a pair of stilettoes that immediately brought strip clubs and metal poles to mind. There was nothing more appealing to me than Madison in her natural state but I did love when she dressed up for me, and today was no exception. I was standing there just staring at her and I might have kept right on looking if she hadn't spoken. "You just here to look at me Corrin?" She asked with her hands on her hips and a smirk on her lips. I shook my head and closed the little bit of space between us before placing my lips on hers ands kissing her. My hands drifted to her hips and I pulled her closer as she tangled her hands in my hair and slipped her tongue into my mouth. She nibbled on my bottom lip and sucked it into her mouth as I caressed her, feeling the heat of her skin through the thin material of the robe. She stepped away from me quite suddenly leaving me feeling dazed and just a little confused. As she crossed the room I watched her hips sway and was surprised when she took a seat in a leather chair in the corner of the room. It was positioned right next to a table bearing nothing more than a phone and a lamp. I stood where I was not sure what to do. I wondered Idly if she wanted me to do a strip tease. I was willing to, had before as a matter of fact, but if that's what she had in mind then I was sorry I hadn't worn a sexy underwear set. Before my thoughts could wander any further Madison picked up the phone and pressed a few numbers. Whoever she was calling must have picked up on the very first ring because she began speaking almost immediately although all she said was "We're ready" I wondered what we were ready for, but almost before the thought had time to form in my head the door across the room opened and a woman stepped into the doorway. The light from the room she was leaving shone through her hair and around her silhouette, but because the drapes were drawn and the only light came from the table top lamp next to Madison, the woman's facial features were heavily shadowed. She stood there for a moment naked and waiting. Her long straight hair was brushed to one side and hung over her shoulder. There was a flower by her left ear and she wore a pair of thigh high black boots. As she walked closer I gasped.The woman was my best friend. I couldn't have been any more shocked. As she walked toward me I noticed that she was also wearing a dog collar with tiny metal studs imbedded in the thin strip of leather. I wanted to look at her and turn away at the same time. I'd seen her naked and half naked plenty of times, but never quite like this. Sometimes she had even meant to entice me with her nudity but her efforts at seduction had been clumsy at best, this was something all together different. I looked from Courtney to Madison and then back at Madison. "I couldn't come to your graduation party but I still got you a gift." Even though I understood what was going on and exactly what she meant I still said "What?" "You've been wanting this girl all year right?" She asked then went on without pausing for me to answer. "And she's been after you?" once again she went right on without waiting for an answer, "And on top of that she kept our secret too. Don't you think she deserves a thank you?" I just stood there still a little to shocked to speak, the whole scene seemed surreal. It was Courtney who broke the silence that stretched between the three of us. "You don't want me?" She looked at me like she knew it was untrue, but her voice carried the full weight of her question along with her own doubt. I closed the space between us my eyes drifting once again to Madison's she nodded her head almost imperceptibly, and I let my lips touch the lips of the girl who had been my best friend since we were children. She opened up to like we'd been lover's for years, not even a moments hesitation, and she kissed me like she knew exactly what she was doing. And in truth she really did, believe me there's an art to kissing and she was painting a beautiful landscape across my lips and cheeks and then lower. She was kissing the tops of my breasts as her fingers worked to at the base of my neck to untie the halter style shirt that I was wearing. The sensation of her kissing me and touching me turned me on but something about the way Madison sat there watching us added a different element of arousal. I hadn't known until that moment I could get off on exhibitionism but her watching made me feel the need to preform rather than any shyness or shame. Courtney pulled my shirt down as her lips moved over the newly bared skin, I was moaning as she pulled my nipples into her mouth and sucked on them, she was gentle at first but then she brushed her teeth across the tip of my left nipple. I groaned and grabbed a handful of her hair pilling her closer. She switched to the other breast nipping me with her teeth, she went back and forth as she ran her hands over my hips and abdomen. We were still standing directly in front of where Madison was sitting, we were only about two feet away from the bed and that's where we headed, when she pulled away from me for a moment. I took my shirt off and tossed it to Madison, she caught it and actually giggled. I sat on the bed facing the chair, and Courtney came and settled herself in my open arms straddling my hips as she sat on ,my lap. I leaned back slightly as she resumed the task of licking sucking and biting on my nipples. This time I completely lost myself in the sensation of her soft lips and the wetness of her tongue trailing over my sensitive skin. The next time I looked at Madison had untied her robe and spread her legs. She was stroking herself through the thin material of her panties, and watching us. I licked my lips and met her eyes . She smiled and slipped her hand inside her panties, to touch her bare skin. I kept my eyes on her as my best friend knelt between my thighs. She was kissing my stomach and dipping her tongue into my navel, and gently nipping at my skin with her teeth. I spread my legs even wider as she dipped her head lower. My skirt rode up my thighs and she rested her hands on my bare skin and paused. I looked down at her then. She was looking up at me waiting for me to focus my full attention on her before she spread the lips of my pussy and moved her mouth to the wet slick skin. She blew her warm breath across my sex before she gave me a wet open mouthed kiss. Without pulling away she opened her mouth and licked the length of my slit up and down. She wasn't focused on any one spot and not really listening to my responses because she kept up the motion without going any further. I pushed her head way for a moment and used my fingers to spread my lips then with the other hand I stroked my clit pulling it and tugging it. Then I dipped my fingers into myself wetting them before pulling them out and circling my clit until my thighs were trembling. I almost took myself over the edge while her face hoovered only inches from my pussy. Before I could come I pulled my hand away and trailed my wet fingers over her lips. "Lick it just like that." I said cupping her face in my hand and pulling her closer. Her lips touched my pussy again this time she at least had a map as to where she was going. She focused on my clit and pushed a finger inside of me. I pumped my hips and told her to add another finger, that was all it took to take me over the edge. I kept my eyes open as I climaxed watching Madison carry herself over the edge right along with me. Courtney almost stopped what she was doing when I started to climax but I held her head where it was and continued to grind my wet pussy all over her lips. She caught on and picked up where she had left off until she carried me through two more orgasms. When she rose from the floor ,I kissed her lips while guiding her to the bed. She sat and I straddled her. I kissed her again, this time I licked her lips and tugged them between my own. It was nasty wet and exactly the image I wanted Madison to see. It was strange but this whole setup made me want to please her even though it was my friend whose lap I sat on every one of my movements was choreographed for Madison. Eventually I stopped kissing her lips and moved to play with her nipples. When I cupped her breast in my hand, I noticed for the first time how my dark skin contrasted with the lightness of her own. I kind of liked the contrast in a way I can't really explain. I pilled her hard dusky brown nipple into my mouth and sucked, I tried to be gentle then I sucked harder to see if she liked it a little rough. She squirmed but seemed to be trying to avoid the intense pressure rather than move toward it. I switched back to slow gentle licks. I ran my nails lightly over her thighs while I kissed licked and sucked on her nipples. She was moaning before I even touched her pussy. She was already wet and open as I dipped my fingertips into her. She was wet tight and incredibly hot. I pressed my middle and ring finger into her as I flicked my thumb over her clit and continued to suck and pull on her nipples. Her hips moved faster than my hand so I increased the rhythm of my stroke, curving my fingers just a little bit to search for her g-spot. I knew exactly when I found it because she moaned louder and shuddered. I kept my fingers hitting that spot and she tensed up and moaned louder. I wouldn't let up on her, even when she tried to pull away. I pulled my fingers out of her and I spread her thighs while buried my face in all that tight wetness. She screamed when I spread her lips and sucked her clit into my mouth, I pulled the sensitive pearl of flesh hard between my lips and licked the tip of it causing her to shake and tremble. Her hands wrapped in my hair tugging me closer as I continued to lick suck and fuck her. When she was spent and I was tired I stood and lay next to just looking at one another. There was none of the awkwardness that I expected but right then and there I knew it was just sex, there was none of the emotion that I'd expected either. I hoped Courtney felt the same way although I knew that right here and right now wasn't the time to ask. I had hoped Madison would join us or at least the thought had crossed my mind but as I lay there I knew that had never been a part of the plan. She'd presented Courtney to me even set up the whole little scene but it had never been about a threesome just indulging what I wanted and had been wanting for a while. Truthfully I don't know if I wanted to see her doing any other woman the way she always managed to do me. The Bitch Ch. 10 Courtney didn't hang around long after we'd finished although she did kiss and hug me goodbye, saying she would give me a call later. I wasn't worried about her departure because it hadn't seemed rushed or awkward. When my friend was gone Madison stood facing me, she smiled and walked over to me and kissed me on the cheek. "Go take a shower and then meet me in the other room." she said. I did as she asked, pulling my hair up while I washed. She had left body wash lotion and body spray on the counter top all scented like a juicy summer pair. Or so the bottles said. When I stepped out of the shower I dried off and lotioned by clean skin. Then I unbound my hair and let it tumble around my face. I sprayed my arms and tummy with the perfume and then walked out naked as the day I was born. I crossed the room where I'd opened my graduation present and stepped through the door into an adjoining room. It was decorated much in the same fashion as the one next door. The music had moved from that room and into this one, the heavy drumbeat of "Darling Nikki"" had been replaced with the smooth baseline and smoky saxophone melody of "Nothing Compare to You.". Madison was sitting on the edge of the bed. She'd taken off her robe, the corset was still in place as were the black silk stockings and the stripper heels, but she had replaced the underwear with a black leather harness between her thighs a bright red cock waited shiny and ready. She was stroking the veined shaft like she could feel that shit. When I walked through the door she lifted her hand from the phallus and licked it. Then she lowered it back between her thighs. She was smiling at me from her eyes to her lips as I continued to approach. I stood in front of her and she stood walking around so that she was behind me. I spread my thighs as she pressed herself against my back. I felt the smooth tip of the cock sliding against my skin as she nestled the shaft against my pussy. I held it there between my thighs as she ran her hands up my front from my hips to my breasts. She pulled on my nipples and bit my ear before whispering words of love into it. Her left hand dropped to my pussy. She spread my lips and her fingers found my clit, she teased it for a moment then brought her fingers up to my lips. I wet them and she dropped them back between mt thighs and rubbed my clit in a hard fast circle. My hips bucked against her as a gasp left my mouth. My thighs trembled as she stroked me to orgasm and had me calling her name. She stepped away from me and sat on the edge of the bed, I walked toward her and straddled her while still standing, she took my hips and guided me down over the head of the cock. I lowered myself until we were face to face. I rocked my hips in slow hard circles as I looked into her eyes. My hands were resting on her shoulders and hers were stroking my hair, I road her like that until both of us were gasping. We kissed and caressed and touched until we were both spent. I lay next to her, her leg thrown across me and my arm around her. I fell asleep well fucked and well loved. Courtney's voice pulled me back to the present, she was saying how cute the baby was and how much she looked like me and all the ususal stuff people say about newborns. Although in this case it was mostly true, because she was awfully cute and while I was unsure about the rest of her features the baby did indeed have my wide set brown eyes and a head full of curly black hair. Once Madison returned with our small suitcase Courtney showed us to our room which was complete with a white wicker bassinet that had once belonged to one of her twins. The room was beautiful and decorated in shades of browns that were both relaxing and chic. We'd been here before so there was no need for the grand tour, instead Courtney took the baby and the diaper bag with her and said she was going to spend some time with her future God daughter. Then without another word she closed the bedroom door. Madison lifted our small suitcase onto the bed and we began to unpack, we hadn't brought much so unpacking didn't consume that much time. Courtney had invited us to stay a couple of nights to relax and I was prepared to start relaxing immediately. After we had unpacked our things I stretched myself across the bed content to just lay there with absolutely nothing to do. Apparently Madison had a different definition of the word relaxing because she was all over me, part of me wanted to tell her to get off of me, ever since I'd had the baby I really hadn't been feeling like getting physical, I still wanted to be attractive to her though. I guess what I was really looking for was reassurance without contact. But right now the way she was kissing my stomach just above the waistband of my shorts had me craving her touch. Her hair brushed against my skin ad she moved her lips up, lifting my shirt to kiss my rib cage and just below my breasts. She stopped for a moment and looked into my eyes. I knew she was waiting for me to ask her to stop, because I'd been doing that for the past two and a half months. Instead of stopping her I motioned for her to come closer. She moved until she was fully on top of me. I spread my thighs and cradled her body between my legs, she lay there looking into my eyes for a moment, still searching for the answer to her unasked question. Putting my hands in her hair I guided her lips to mine and kissed her. She kissed me back licking and biting my bottom lip, as she ran her hands over my abdomen and beneath my shirt. Her fingertips danced lightly over the surface of my skin as she continued to kiss me, my hands left her hair and stroked her back and sides. I was touching her through her clothes but right now I wanted skin to skin contact, I needed to feel her body on mine and beneath my fingertips. Lifting the hem of her shirt I pulled it over her head. For a moment I just looked at her appreciating the smooth curves and planes of her body. I never got tired of simply appreciating the beauty of her. It had moved past the infatuation that had been there at the start of our relationship and matured into something more. She still excited me to be sure, just looking at her could do that. I was running my hands over her body reacquainting myself with the lovely landscape I knew so well. Turning her over so that she was on her back I traced the same path with my mouth stripping away her clothes and adoring her body with my lips. I left puddles of wetness on the smooth surface of her skin as I bit her lightly tasting the slight hint of salt that sweat left on her body. She was moaning, the sound brought a smile to my lips. I had forgotten how wet her moans could make me. I knew she would do me right and make forget every name but hers but right now it was all about her. I licked my way up her abdomen and sucked on her nipples, she arched her back trying to get closer. I put my hands on her back as I licked bit and sucked on her nipples grinding my crotch against her bare pussy. Her hips moved catching the rhythm as she moaned and twined her hands in my hair. I could feel her nails against my scalp as I moved lower, pressing my face into the heat and wetness between her thighs. I ran my tongue between her lips tasting her as I gripped her ass and pulled her closer to my open mouth. She was grinding her pussy on my face letting me know just how much she wanted it. I continued to teases her sucking and biting gently on her wet swollen lips and making her call my name. I wanted to stretch her out along the jagged peaks of her own pleasure until she snapped. She gripped my hair tighter as I touched the tip of my tongue to the tip of her clit, licking the little pearl of flesh lightly. I teased her for a moment before letting my tongue drop to her hot wet center. At first I only swirled my tongue around the outside of her hole, tasting the silky wetness that was spilling out of her. I had been missing the taste of her, although I just now realized how much. I pressed my tongue into her feeling her pussy spread around my tongue, as I tasted her from the inside out. She was riding my face her inner muscles flexing around my tongue as I fucked her. She was still calling my name, the syllables falling from her lips on the edge of each breath she took. I brought my left hand around and stroked her clit in hard, fast, tight circles. I took her that way until she screamed and trembled. I stayed where I was, and pressed my lips against her opening sucking and licking her while her hips rose and fell. She damn near threw me off of her when I wrapped my mouth around her clit and sucked it hard, letting the tip of my tongue stroke the hard sensitive pearl of flesh. "Oh God." Was the only thing she seemed to be able to say over and over again as I took her over the edge again and again. When she was spent and I had finally satisfied my need to taste her I lay my head on her sweat slick thigh. "Damn baby girl." She said I could hear a hint of laughter in her voice. I moved up to lay beside her looking into the eyes I had loved for so many years. She still made my heart skip a beat with her mere presence. I couldn't help but smile, at her and my own thoughts. She smiled in return before she moved to kiss my lips. She stripped me slowly and kissed me all over. I thought she would take me slowly but instead she turned me on my stomach and buried her face in my ass kissing my pussy lips from behind. I moaned her name and pushed back against her. I loved when she ate my pussy like this. She dipped her tongue into my hole and fucked me hard and fast as she slipped her hand beneath me to stoke my clit. I was groaning by the time she pulled her tongue away from my cunt and swirled the tip of it around my asshole. I moved so I was on my knees pressing my ass back into her face. I could her the muffled sound of her laughter a moment before she pushed her tongue into my ass. She slipped her hand lower and slipped two fingers into me. I was wet and open. Panting her name and gripping the sheets as she took me. She added a third finger and continued to lick my ass, I screamed as I climaxed all over her hand. She pulled her face back but kept her finger moving. Without warning she slapped my ass making it jiggle. She moaned and slapped my again, harder this time. "You like that shit don't you baby girl?" I didn't answer, I could barely breathe let alone form coherent sentences. But she didn't let up. In fact she seemed to move her hand faster, fucking me deep and hard. She slapped me three more times before she asked me again. This time I managed to say yes, but just barely. She laughed at me and buried her face in my ass again. I couldn't help but scream as I climaxed. I was almost afraid some one would hear me but there was nothing I could do except ride the waves of my own pleasure. She pulled her hand away with a wet pop. I could hear her sucking her fingers, although I didn't have the strength to turn my head and look at her. She lay on top of me and kissed the side of my face, before leaning over slightly to kiss my lips. We stayed like that for a while, until she rolled off of me and lay beside me. "I love you." Was the only thing she said. Her eyes told me that every time she looked at me but I still liked hearing her say it. "I love you too baby." I replied And that was enough, I had a woman who loved me and satisfied me in every way and two little girls who completed my world in ways I could never have even imagined. I couldn't remember a time when I was happier, and yet each day my family managed to add a new facet of pleasure and joy to my life. * Please remember to vote as well as share a public comment or send feedback to me regarding the story. Thanks to everyone who sent feedback on the previous stories and took the time to read.