0 comments/ 5743 views/ 0 favorites Vladimir Scott Bryan By: Zenitha_Lee Dedicated to my two inspirations: Adelma Budden and Scotty Gene Bryan. Do you know the easiest way to hold onto a man? Publish a book with his name in it. Even if he leaves he can never get away. Vladimir Scott Bryan Pt. 02 Chapter 3 -- Wedding Proposal That night, I stayed in the pool house with Michael. We didn't do anything but snuggle all night. All he seemed to want to do was hold me. I can only imagine what he was going through. His whole world must feel like it fell apart. I know mine did when my parents were killed. When morning came I went with him to see his mother. She was a wreck and heavily sedated. They had us sitting in some patio chairs around a table with an umbrella to keep the sun off, in a glass enclosed deck with lots of beautiful plants, trees, and flowers surrounding a cycling waterfall. "Hi mom. How are they treating you? Do you have everything you need?" Michael said to his mother in a very non-enthusiastic voice. "I'm fine. They are treating me much better than I deserve. I murdered your father. I can't believe you are here. Why would you want to be around me? You should hate me." Mrs. Angel wept franticly. "It was self defense mother. He could have killed you or stuck you in the hospital again. This is why I intervened so much. I tried to prevent this from happening, but neither of you would listen. I love you mom. I loved dad too. WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE LISTENED TO ME when he was still alive? I'm sorry. I shouldn't have yelled at you like that just now. As I said, I loved you both. You focus on getting better. By the way, this is Ellen, the girl I have been telling you and dad about that dad kept saying wasn't real that I was just making her up." he told her as he put my hand in his and his other arm around my shoulders pulling me closer. "I'm thinking of asking her to marry me, with yours and her blessing mother." "Oh Michael. My boy. I'm so proud of you. She would be a fool to say no. You'll say yes won't you dear?" "Michael, I didn't know you felt this strongly. I had no idea. I'm not ready to get married yet. Don't take this as a no though. I want to get to know you before I rush into marriage. We haven't even dated yet. I do love you very much. Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry, Mrs. Angel, I must be fool, I can't marry him right now. Maybe later, if you are willing to wait Michael." Was my answer. "Excuse me. I need to go. I have somewhere I need to be. You go ahead and spend some more time with your mother, Michael. She needs you." I immediately got up and went out and called myself a taxi. I was so embarrassed. I didn't want to face him after that. I knew I would have too when he got back to the house that night. At least that is what I thought. Michael never did come home that night. Instead, he called me and told me he was going to stay at his parents house, and keep the place up till his mother could get out of the hospital. I knew that I must have hurt him real bad, or maybe he was just as embarrassed as I was. I went upstairs to the bathroom, took all my cloths, and crawled into a sudsy hot bath. The next morning was a beautiful clear day. I decided to work in the small vegetable garden that Michael planted right beside my house, just before you start off for the pool house, which was only about 10 yards or more away from the house. I walked through the rows and pulled the weeds out of the rows. After I was finished, I placed the water sprinkler out to water the garden. Just as I was finishing, Michael drove up on his bike. "I said I was going to stay at my parents. I didn't think you would fire me already." "You aren't fired. I'm not even angry with you for wanting to stay at your parents' house. I figured you were angry with me for telling you "No" to your marriage proposal." "No. I don't know what I was thinking. I care about you. I don't want you to feel rushed into." "I didn't mean to embarrass you in front of your mother." "No, no. You didn't embarrass me. I embarrassed me. Mom set me straight though. She told me that you are quite a catch, that you did say that you weren't exactly saying no, and that you will eventually say yes, as long as I don't make the same mistakes as my father. She said if I learned anything from her and dad, that she hopes that I learned how not to treat a woman. She said, that I need to learn patience. She also told me she wished she had learned to listen to the advice I had given before everything fell apart." Michael told me as he began looking at the ground appearing very thoughtful. "So did Vladimir try and pull off another appearance last night?" "Nope." "Good, because stealing these good looks is a crime." "Oh.... so you think you are hot huh." "Well, I don't know about hot. But I am dam good looking." "Really... How good looking do you think you are?" "Good enough that you gave your virginity to a ghost that you thought was me." "I am so going to kick Vladimir's ass. Stealing your good looks wasn't the crime. The crime was taking what was originally meant for you." "Oh, so you admit it. If he hadn't tricked you into giving it to him, you would have given it to me." I turned so red as he flirted with me about my embarrassing mistake of identities and at how gorgeous Michael was "I admit that I wanted to have sex with you so bad that I wanted to give it to you that night. I love you with all my heart Michael, and I hate Vladimir for his deceit." "So what do you say we make amends. Maybe you would like to come into the pool house with me" "I have a better idea. Why don't you play tag with me?" "What?" "This entire estate is completely fenced in. No one is going to see us out here. If you can catch me you can have me." "I have a better idea." "Oh, what is that?" "Let's go swimming. To tell the truth, I'm not an athlete by any means. I just look cool on a bike. I'm actually a flawless nerd who rides a motorcycle with dreadful bit of asthma. I would loose this race fast." "Are you suggesting skinny dipping?" "Yes, Yes, yes..."he repeated looking a bit like a goofy clown and a child about to unwrap a candy bar all rolled into one. "I want to know. Have you ever been with anyone else." "No." "That explains the little boy getting his candy-bar look just ten seconds ago I guess." I told him. "Ok, but I want you to pretend you are that it is my first time and take everything slow please." I raced up the steps leading to the pool, took off my cloths at the showers that was placed next to the pool itself so we could rinse the chlorine off before putting back on our cloths. I took off my cloths rinsed off the dirt and then dove into the pool absolutely naked from head to toe. "Well, are you coming in, or are you going to stare at the pool and me all day." "I'm coming. How do you know that I am really Michael and not Vladimir?" he teased. "I don't, but there is no fog yet, so I'm willing to risk it." "You could regret that." "Why??? You aren't, are you???" "No, but I made you think didn't I?" "Scare the shit out of me why don't you!!!" I screamed at him just as he was ripping off his pants at the edge of the pool next to the shower were I left mine. "You know what? I changed my mind." "What." He says in amazement. "You heard correctly. That wasn't a good joke." "No, please no." "Look, you pointed it out, and I have no interest in getting screwed again by that jackal." "Really.... I'm sorry...."he stammered. "I'm not Vladimir. Please let me do this. Please let us do this." "Ok, but don't try that one again." With that he jumped into the water totally butt naked, swam up to me kissed me gently and said "Thank you. You won't be sorry." "If you turn into Vladimir at any point and time, I'm calling an exorcist or something." "I promise. I won't turn into him. I'm not Vladimir. It was just a bad joke." I rolled my eyes and let a light growl come out. "A very, very bad joke that I will make amends any way that I can." "Mmmmm... you sure will." I told him as I kissed him repeatedly back. My left hand running through his hair and my right hand ran up and down his back as we sat on the steps that gently glide out of the pool so that we wouldn't drowned when we start getting a little excited. His tongue filled the entirety of my mouth. That wasn't all he was filling. He wasn't nearly as big as Vladimir was, which I was thankful for. The feeling of the water splashing against my skin and against the crevices of my lower half made it feel like heaven. Michael was gentler than Vladimir. I knew for certain with who I was with this time. There was no question in my mind. Michael rubbed my breasts gently as he made love to me so very passionately, never missing a beat almost as if he wasn't the virgin he made himself out to be. After he finished making love to me in the pool, I asked him, "I thought you said you were a virgin." "I was, but I heard a lot of stories, seen a few magazines, watched a few movies....It feels good to do more than just dream about it. You feel good." He told me as he lifted me out of the water and carried me clumsily into the house as he fumbled with the door. "You could have just put me down when we got to the door or even asked me to open it, instead of fumbling as much as you did." I teased him. "And what fun would that have been. Besides, I had it all planned out in my head." "Did it look as funny in your head as it did in real life?" "No, and for that, I think I will have to summon the tickle monster." He teasingly sneared back at me after he carried me up stairs that lead up to my bedroom and threw me on my bed, preparing to pounce. We made love all night long. I was terrified when he was missing in the morning. "Oh no, Vladimir didn't trick me again did he?" I said as I rushed downstairs to see if he was there. He wasn't there. I found my cloths on one of the barstools surrounding the counter where the stove was. I quickly put them on and rushed to find Michael. I didn't have to go far. He was tending the garden. "You creep. You could have left me a note." "What. What are you talking about?" "We had .... It was you wasn't it?" I questioned him, at a loss for words. All that came was obscenities. I was so angry at the thought that Vladimir had tricked me yet again. "Relax. We did. It was us, together. I was goofing. I'm sorry. I'm a jerk. I wouldn't be surprised if you never want to see me again." He soothingly comforted me. "No, I love you, but you can't make such jokes. They aren't funny." "I know. I promise. No more jokes. I guess part of me is just angry that he got you first. We could have both enjoyed our first time together. Instead, he ruined it for both of us." He explained as he held me tight. "I'm going to the library to a wiccan's shop that lives in town. We might be able to get some help getting rid of this creature there." "Do you really think that they could help us?" Not sounding to confident that anyone could possibly help us. "Yes, and if they can't maybe a priest or something." He reassured me. "I'm in." Michael and I went to the pool house and hopped on his bike. I hope this works was what I told myself. Vladimir Scott Bryan From behind me came the voice that I thought came from the mist, "Are you OK? Who are you talking to?" It was Michael. I pointed to the ocean and changed my mind in explaining myself. I felt foolish. "Hi, I was just remembering someone who was just a little too pushy. I guess I let my mind wander off a bit too much." "Some guys can be real jerks huh?" was his response as he put his arm around me and guided me to the house with extreme gentleness in his touch and great concern in his eyes as he looked down at me. It made me feel more at ease. "They sure can. I'm glad you aren't a jerk though." "Trust me when I say I can even be a jerk. I'm only human." "How did you make it back through the fog?" "Let's not worry about that. I just had to get back here. I just didn't feel right about you being here alone in this soup." He replied with a small chuckle. "Something just doesn't feel right about this place when it fogs up like this. I can't quite put my finger on it. I remember walking by here when I was a kid. It gave me the creeps even being near this place at night when it was foggy. I hated it. It doesn't feel much better to me now either. That is why I swear I will never let you be here alone when it is foggy like this. I absolutely had to get on my motorcycle and get back here as fast as I could. Something just didn't feel right." was his answer." Maybe, my imagination running away with me If I tell you something you won't think me crazy?" he asked me as we made it to the fountain were I first met Vladimir. "Crazy? You, Michael? Not a chance you could sound crazy. You are too sweet and gentle." I told him. Michael gestured for me to sit down on one of the benches, so I did. "It sounds crazy to me just thinking about it. I'm certain it was just a boat out on the ocean, but as I came up behind you, I thought I saw eyes in the fog as if someone was walking on the ocean in front of us, and then after I spoke it was as if they just disappeared. I told you it sounded crazy." I felt myself grow pale. My mind was racing. He saw Vladimir too, and doesn't even know it. I was terrified. What if he is still around? I grabbed onto Michael with all my might. "Don't leave me Michael. Don't let him get me. I don't want him to touch me. I don't want him to do anything to me." Half crying, I told Michael, as I refused to let go, afraid that if I do he would vanish like Vladimir did the first night. I can't say I was sad to see Vladimir go, but if Michael ever vanished, I don't know what I would do. "Are you ok. Who, don't let who get you. I promise I won't let anyone hurt you. I won't let this person touch you ever again. Tell me who and were he is. I'll teach him a lesson he'll never forget for making you feel this way, and thank him for this chance to hold you so tight." He said. Not letting go, I look gently into his eyes. Yes, I heard him right. "Thank him for giving you the chance to hold me?" I asked sheepishly with tears still in my eyes, but now looking at him with adornment. "Yes. I love you. I love you more than life itself. I would give up my life to save you." He told me. I felt overwhelmed. He leaned down and kissed me for what seemed like forever. It felt good as it seemed to push all my fears away. All I could think about at the time was being with Michael forever. My right hand moved to his head in order to hold him there. I didn't want him to stop kissing me. I didn't want to stop feeling him touching me. His hands went under my shirt, and undid my bra. "Can I?" he asked looking half worried he may have overstepped his boundaries. "Make love to you?" "Please do. I want you too." I told him. He kissed me again. This time he gently put his tongue in my mouth, as did I the same with him. I could feel myself ache for him. I wanted him inside me so bad. I longed for his rod deep in me, fucking me hard and strong. He pulled off my shirt, and carried me to a lounge chair on the patio. He leaned it all the way down, and continued to undress me further. He began putting his fingers inside my pussy. His hands were cold at first, possibly form the ride back, but warmed up quickly inside my pussy. He took off his jacket, then his shirt, and then his pants. He tossed them aside with my cloths and sat down beside me again, and began kissing me all over. I took a quick glance at his cock. It was huge. He wasn't very well built, but his cock was large and in charge for certain. I didn't think it would be that big by looking at him. I saw a few appendages online, but this one was much larger around. I wasn't certain it would fit inside me or not. He must have seen the shock on my face because his next question was very specific with a statement written right into it. "You're virgin still aren't you?" "Yea, how did you know?" I asked surprised. "It's obvious, you still have your cherry. I kind of felt it when my fingers were in there. I was real careful. I didn't break it yet. You certain you want to do this? I mean, are you certain you want me to be the one to pop your cherry Mary? I won't lie. It is going to hurt a little, but if you give it a chance it can really good." I wanted to laugh a bit when he asked, not because I thought it was funny, but I liked that he was asking to make certain I wasn't having any doubts. "Yes. Yes, Michael. I...I love you too. I am scared. You....you are so big. I've never seen anyone so big. I mean...I seen some on the internet, but yours. You are huge." I told him as I held his hand in one of mine and his face in the other looking into his eyes with eyes of desperation and longing. He grinned and thanked me for the compliment. "Please make love to me." I said. With that he got on top of me kissing me, still not penetrating my pussy with his cock, but letting it slide over the top as if petting it with his appendage. I wanted it inside me so much. It was so frustrating. He got up on his knees and laughed at me a bit as I took his cock and tapped it against my pussy. "Not yet. I want to play a bit before we go there. You're the first virgin I've had in a while." "Who was the last one?" "No, no. I don't kiss and tell. Trust me, I want this to be the most memorable night ever for you." He told me as he began kissing me on my lips again, sticking his tongue in my mouth and playing with my wet pussy with his fingers, being careful not go to far in. Then he turned around and put his cock in my mouth. As he did this he stuck his tongue in my pussy. I couldn't help the moans coming from my mouth. It felt so good. It was sure ecstasy. I wanted to scream with pleasure, but not once would I let his long cock out of my mouth as long as his mouth was on my pussy. My tongue was all over his cock. Following the movements he made on my pussy and clit my head bobbed up and down on his cock, going up and down and his cock went in and out of my mouth. I felt his head come back and a loud groan as I tasted a sticky salty substance enter my mouth. I swallowed it. He took his cock out of my mouth. "Wow, I wasn't expecting to get off so fast." He said as he turned around to face me. "Don't worry, he'll be up and ready again real quick." He told me as started sucking on my breasts and then pinching and pulling on the nipples. I could feel my pussy get real wet as he did this. My hips started to raise. I really wanted his cock in me now. "You want it bad don't you." I nodded my head and made little puppy dog eyes. Before I knew it I felt his appendage getting hard between my legs again. "Guess what." He said to me. "I'm not to certain I want to pop it tonight." "What??" "You heard me. Now bend over and bear it. I want you to show me how much you want me to fuck your pussy." "Are you kidding?" "Nope. Trust me." He tells me looking me in the eyes. I was upset but curious. What he was up to? He had made me feel so good so far, so I turned over with my little ass up into the air as I bend over into the chair. My knees was touching my nipples which felt arousing. My head rested sideways on the chair with my eyes focused up at him as they looked back and up bit to see what he had in store for me. "Great," he said as he started prodding my asshole with his fingers. I started to try and get up to say no, but he gently nudged me back down. He told me to behave as he smacked my ass hard. "Owww" I said. "Be a good girl and Mr. Winky will cum inside your pussy." "Michael, I really don't like your fingers in my ass. It hurts. I know I don't want your cock in there. Please don't." "Ok, no problem. I understand." He flipped me over, spread my legs." Then do you like this?" he asked as he put his cock in me a little, but not all the way. It hurt a little as it stretched my pussy real hard. It felt nice though. Then he slid it in again a little further and further each time, till finally I felt a piercing pain run through my body. I felt like screaming. He must have been able to read it in my face, because he stopped for a moment to ask if I was ok and if he could continue. I nodded, and he began pounding gently again, with each thrust more profuse then the other, each thrust sending me higher and higher into sensation far beyond what I could ever describe. He had me moaning and groaning so hard. I couldn't believe the incredible feeling he was giving me. I felt how wet my pussy was getting. My body was warm all over. My head felt like it was racing. My heart was beating fast and so hard I thought it would burst from all the pleasure my body was receiving at once, and then I heard him groan again real loud as he pulled me up into him so he could get his cock in even further if that was even possible. Leaving his nice rod in me still he lay on top of me covering my body from the night air. It felt nice having his strong scrawny looking body laying on me. I fell asleep that way. When I woke up, I was in my bed. Breakfast was sitting on the bedside table with a note which read.