Introduction:

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I walked up the wooden steps to a porch that wrapped all the way around an enormous Victorian manor, situated in the middle of the woods.

“Who the hell is rich enough to build a mansion way out here?” I thought to myself, as I watched the limousine that had dropped me off drive away.

I was nervous, twitching and unsure of what was waiting for me inside, but only a few hours ago, I was confidently sitting on cloud nine. Molly was lying in bed with me, and I didn’t have any other plans for the day, beyond fucking her raw.

“You free tomorrow afternoon?” she asked me, with my cum still inside of her.

“No. I have an all day physics lab.”

“Fuck.”

“I know. It sucks. You free the day after?”

“Yeah, but I have weights in the morning. I’ll be way too tired to do anything.”

Suddenly, I heard a knock at the door, and instinctively told Molly to keep quiet.

“Why? Are you embarrassed of me?”

“Yes. Now, keep your mouth shut.”

I opened the door to find Emma standing in my doorway.

“Are you busy?”

“Yeah, but it’s nothing important. What’s up?”

She looked past me and raised an eyebrow. “Nothing important, huh?”

I turned and saw Molly standing behind me, wearing nothing but a pair of white socks and a great big smile. “Why, Emma, I didn’t know you’d be joining us.”

Emma slapped a sarcastic grin onto her face before she responded. “I’m not joining anything with you. I just need to talk to Alex.”

“Well, let us know if you change your mind.” After saying those last words as seductively as possible, Molly finally left the room, but not before stopping to nibble my earlobe for just a moment, and pressing her naked body against me.

Once she was gone, the fake smile Emma had kept plastered across her face disappeared. I could see a touch of anger in her eyes and a tiny hint spite, but mostly just annoyance.

“For the record,” I said, “You’re the one who told me to sleep with her.”

“Yeah… I guess I did,” she said, slowly, before reaching into her bookbag and handing me an envelope.

“What’s this?”

“An invitation. You’re going to dinner at Kendra’s house.”

I opened it up and pulled out the ornately decorated parchment. “She’s cooking me dinner?”

“No, her parents are. Apparently they want to meet you.”

My eyes went wide with shock. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“Nope. You’re their daughter’s hero.”

I continued reading the slip of paper until, at the very bottom, I saw the date.

“This says I have to be there tonight.”

“You bet your ass it does, so clear out your slut so you can get dressed. They’re sending a limo for you.”

“But I…” I started to argue with her, but at this point I had wasted too much breath fighting all the crazy shit that was happening to me on a daily basis, so I just turned around and said,

“Molly, get out. I have to get ready for something.”

One hour later, I was wearing a brand new tuxedo Emma had brought me, and killing time until my ride got there.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this. I don’t know anything about Kendra.”

“Well, her parents don’t have to know that.”

“Parent, not parents,” I corrected. “Her dad died in a car wreck.”

Emma looked at me with a smirk.

“Ok, I know one thing about her, but that doesn’t mean-”

“Just get over yourself, Alex. This is happening. Suck it up.”

“Can I at least know why you’re the one being sent to fetch me?”

“Because Kendra’s mom gave her the invitation a week ago, but she’s been too scared to ask you to go. She’s a tad socially awkward, in case you hadn’t noticed.”

I didn’t even have the energy to fight this anymore, and as I heard the limo pulling up outside my apartment, my heart sank and I buried my face in my hands.

“Come on, Alex,” Emma said, trying to pull me up. “Just pull yourself together for this one night, and then you’ll never have to hear about this again. Isn’t that what you want?”

She finally managed to pull my hands away, but didn’t find what she expected. Tears were running down my face, as sadness and bitterness overwhelmed me.

“Do you really want to know what I want?” I asked her. “I want to go back in time, and not get the shit kicked out of me. It doesn’t matter if all they did was take her purse and run off. I was unconscious; totally unable to help her. They could have beaten Kendra, raped her and dumped her corpse in a cornfield, and I wouldn’t have been able to do anything about it, even though I was three feet away.”

Emma stood back for a moment, surprised by my guilt-ridden outburst, but soon she approached me, not with a snide comment or a sarcastic remark, but with a kiss, long and deep.

“Pacific Elite Limo Service,” said a voice at the door, after a few knocks. “Is there an Alex here?”

“I guess that’s my cue.”

“Yeah, I should go too,” she told me. “I actually have a date tonight, too.”

The two of us chuckled, uncomfortably, before parting ways. After hearing that, I really had nothing else to say to her.

The limo ride was nice, though it lasted longer than I had expected. Once we were outside city limits, it still took another half hour for the limo to make it’s way down a series of country roads, before finally pulling up to a multi-story manor, in the middle of fucking nowhere.

“Why would anyone build a house all the way out here?”

“My client likes their privacy,” said the driver, after opening my door for me. “Head up and knock on the front door. Someone will be waiting for you.”

I walked up the set of wooden stairs and past the enormous porch, before finally reaching the front door. Every knock sounded like beating on a drum the size of a semi-truck, and echoed through the trees surrounding the house.

“God, is this place abandoned?” I asked myself, just before the door swung open.

“Alex, you’re here!” Kendra said, completely ecstatic.

“Yeah, Emma kindof-” I was interrupted when Kendra wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me.

“She kindof what?”

I was going to say that forced me to come, but I choose instead to just tell Kendra, “She brought me the tux you sent.”

“Oh, yeah. My mom picked that out. Do you like it?”

“It’s tight around the shoulders, but it’s nice. Seems like you got off easy.”

I was referring to the fact that Kendra was wearing something much more informal; a bright white sundress, covered in red and pink flower petals.

She turned red. “I’m going to change into something formal later, but I thought you might like this more.”

I almost leaned in to kiss her, but before I could she grabbed my hand and pulled me to the other side of the house.

“Where are we going?”

“To the side door. Mom doesn’t like letting anyone see the front.”

I hadn’t seen anything but an empty room behind her, but I wondered if I had missed something, and made a mental note to explore a bit, later.

Kendra took me through the side door and up two staircases, before opening up a doorway into a large finished attic, with plain gray walls and only two pieces of furniture, a king sized bed with a violet bedspread, and a simple wooden nightstand.

“Is this your room?” I asked her.

Kendra nodded.

“You guys have a house that’s bigger than my whole neighborhood. Can’t you afford a tv?”

She shrugged her shoulders. “Ever since my dad died, my mom never kept any luxuries. She tore through the entire house, calling everything frivolous and tossing it all in the garbage.”

She walked to the bed, and started digging around for something underneath it.

“I kept one thing, though.”

She turned back to me, holding a dusty brown bottle in her hands.

“What is that?” I asked her.

“It’s a beer.” It looked as if the label had lost its adhesive and fallen off years ago. “My dad always told me he’d share one with me, when I was older. I managed to hide this one before my mom could throw it away,” she said, before handing it over to me.

I was a little bit confused at first, as she placed the bottle in my hands. I wondered if she saw me as some kind of twisted father figure or if I reminded her of her deceased dad, but it turned out to be neither of those things. It was much simpler.

“I’m not good at breaking rules,” she said. “I’ve never ever been brave… but you are.”

I looked back and forth between Kendra and the dirty bottle I was holding. “This is probably going to kill me,” I thought to myself, but, after taking only a few seconds to hesitate and remember where my phone was, in case I had to dial 911, I popped off the cap and took a long swig from the six year old beer.

I can’t really describe what I said next very well. I got dizzy for a few seconds, and couldn’t manage to speak any coherent words for almost a full minute, but the closest translation I can think of would be, “Fuck fuck fuckity fucking fuck fuck fuckity fuck.”

“Whatever, you do, don’t even taste that stuff,” I managed to tell her, after the nausea had passed and I could speak again, but I looked up to find her drinking from it as well, and it ended about the same as it had for me.

The two of us collapsed on the bed, sputtering and coughing, as well as wondering what the hell we had been thinking to do something so stupid.

But then, suddenly, the coughing turned into laughter, and soon we couldn’t help but look at each other with wide smiles as we thought about how dumb we were.

“He would have loved to see that. He’d be laughing his ass off,” Kendra said, rolling on top of me. The material of her dress was so thin that I could feel every contour of her body as she held herself against me.

As the sun went down for the night, the two of us were left there, in a room so black we could barely see two feet in front of us. However, just before the last rays of light were blocked out by the trees, they lit up her face with this golden glow, and I will truly never be able to describe to you just how amazing she looked.

“You’re perfect,” I said to her, and though I couldn’t see her, I could feel Kendra’s skin grow hot as she tugged apart the buttons on my shirt.

It took less than a minute for my tuxedo, which probably cost more than my rent, to be lying in a heap by her bedside.

My hands slowly ran up her thighs and onto her chest, lifting her dress along with them. However, before I could pull it off of her, I felt her remove it herself, tired of the foreplay, and the next sound I heard was her unsnapping her bra.

I could barely see Kendra in the darkness, but the feeling of her hands running through my hair and her lace panties over my bare cock had forced me to stand at attention.

Even with the fabric separating us, feeling her slit pressed against my shaft made it unbearably hard not to just try and push right through, but I took my time instead, sliding my hands under the cloth to feel how soft her ass was, and then coming around to slid a finger inside of her cunt.

I could hear her sigh with pleasure as she was forced open, before leaning over to kiss her way down my neck.

“God, I love the way you touch me,” she whispered.

As she made her way down to my broad shoulders, I moved her panties away from her slit, so that she could finally know the feeling of having my cock inside of her.

Based on her reaction, I don’t think she was disappointed.

“Oh, fuck,” she whispered, breathlessly. She continued to moan and bit into my shoulder, as my head slowly pushed its way inside of her. “Fuck me.”

Just as my head finally found it’s way inside, I grabbed her ass with both hands and forced her down, until my entire shaft had penetrated her.

“God, you’re tight,” I told her, but she couldn’t reply. She was too busy trying to keep from crying out in pleasure, and was now biting deeply into my skin.

Kendra raised up her hips quickly, and I slammed them back down again, inserting my full length in the blink of an eye. This became our pattern, with the both of us chanting, “Yes. Yes.
Yes,” with every thrust.

“I’ve never had it this rough.”

I started to slow down, but she rode me even faster.

“Don’t stop.”

“Sorry, I-”

“I love it,” she whispered, more emboldened than I had ever seen her. “I love your cock. I love how wet you make me. I love feeling you deeper than anyone has been before.” She came closer, so I could feel her breath against my ear. “But, most of all, I love knowing that you want my body, that you want my ass, that you want my skin writhing against yours and that you will do everything in your power to fuck me better than any other man.”

“If I want you as much as you think I do, then you had better be able to handle me,” I told her, as I tore her underwear completely off of her body, and repeatedly forced her apart with my cock, even faster than before.

The juices from her pussy had already soaked the bedspread beneath us, but soon I heard Kendra whisper in my ear, “Cum inside me. Pour it out.”

Only moments later, I felt her nails dig into my chest and her cunt clench as a strong orgasm overtook her, but that wasn’t going to get me to take it easy on her. When she didn’t raise her hips for me, I simply held her up, and forced my hips upward, fucking her from below.

“Oh my God!” she cried out, before covering her mouth. I think the sensation was simply too much for her, and soon she was biting into the same spot on my shoulder, as her tight pussy was forcibly spread apart, over and over and over again.

I almost didn’t think I would ever stop, but soon I felt my climax coming, and only a few thrusts later I was pouring out my cum inside of her, just like she wanted.

“I don’t think I can move,” she said, as the both of us collapsed. I was still inside of her, but getting softer by the second.

“Goddamn, neither can I.” I barely had the strength to lift my legs, not to mention the woman lying on my chest.

Kendra sighed with sadness as she rolled off of me, and pulled us apart. “I have to get dressed.”

I pulled her a little bit closer towards me. “I think you look much prettier with your clothes off.”

She laughed. “I don’t think my mother would agree, and she’s probably here by now.”

I mustered my strength and hopped out of bed. I used the light on my cell phone to see as I began throwing my tuxedo back on, though I was never able to find the bow tie.

“Good enough,” I whispered to myself, before leaning over the bed to kiss her. “Where are you?”

“Right here,” I heard her say, as a pair of arms reached out from the darkness and wrapped around me, before pulling me in for a long kiss.

I moaned in agony, knowing that she was still naked in bed and I couldn’t stay with her, but I had to go. The last thing I wanted was her mother coming up here to find us.

“I’ll see you downstairs,” I whispered, and headed out the door.

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