Two Hard

by Amy Brent

  Yes, that's it. He's doing it for a good reason. He has no choice. I wonder if he would let me stay by his side. I wonder if we could be together. Wow! A criminal couple, madly in love.

  Something like Bonnie and Clyde. I fantasized about it and I made up my mind. I will talk to him about it. I thought about how I would approach the subject for the rest of the day. When the sun began to set, I came up to the door and knocked a few times. I heard his footsteps coming closer to the door and finally the lock twisting open.

  'What do you want?'

  'We need to talk.' he looked baffled for a moment before letting me out of the room. We went into the other room. I sat on a chair and he sat right across me on the bed.

  'What do you want to talk about?'

  'I want to help you. I want to be with you.'

  'This again? I thought I told you already.'

  'But this time it's for real. I want it to be ‘us’. I can help you somehow. Let me be your partner, your accomplice, whatever, just let me stay by your side…please'

  'Damn, you really do like me.' he thought about something for a moment before continuing.

  'Hmmm...how will you prove to me that you're not lying?'

  'I'll do anything to earn your trust.'

  'Anything?'

  'Yes, anything.'

  'Well then, I have something in mind.'

  'Yes? Tell me, I'll do it!'

  'You see, I haven't been getting any action lately.'

  'Action?'

  'Let's just say that mouth of yours could be used for something else besides for talking.' I didn't understand what he was getting at first, but it all became clear when he unzipped his pants.

  'You want me to...?'

  'Yes.'

  'But...that's...'

  'You don't wanna do it? Okay.' he began to zip them back up.

  'No, no, no, wait! I'll do it.' I rose up from my chair and approached him. I knelt in front of him and stared at his crotch.

  'Come on, pull it out.' it was my first time doing anything like this so I was lost completely. I lowered his pants a little more and slid my hand into his underwear. I could feel it, it was really soft. I pulled it out and there it was. A penis. I began to stroke it slowly and soon enough, his member engorged to full size. A real erect male penis was standing in front of me for the first time in my life. It's big. I could easily put two hands on it. I moved my hand up and down, observing his member.

  'Put it in your mouth.' he commanded. I was hesitant at first now that I've seen it. I slowly closed the distance between it and my mouth. When I was really close to it, I extended my tongue and licked the tip. I explored the tip with my tongue, licking every part of it. Ummm…it tasted great…

  'Stop teasing me and put it in!' he yelled. This is not the way I had fantasized it would be!

  Without thinking, I embraced it with my lips. I tried to get it in as much as I could but I only got half way before my gag reflex kicked in. I began to bob my head up and down in rhythm, my saliva covering it and making it slippery. As I picked up the pace, he put his hand on the back of my head.

  'Deeper.' he moaned.

  I tried to go deeper without choking myself. My head was moving like a piston. I could feel his member throbbing with every thrust I made.

  'Deeper!' he yelled out and smashed my face against his pelvis. My God, I feel it in my throat. His penis went all the way in. His breathing became faster and faster and finally, he ejaculated into my throat. I felt the warm thick liquid passing down my throat as I fought for air.

  When he calmed down, he released me. I fell back and coughed. Did I just swallow that?

  There was some semen on my lips so I wiped it off. A sour and salty taste stayed in my mouth.

  'That was awesome.' he got up from bed, lifted me up and threw me on the bed.

  'What?'

  'My turn.' he ripped off my shirt and raised my T-shirt over my breasts. He ripped my bra and set my breasts free. He played with them like a little boy. His right hand left my breast, unzipped my pants and slid into my panties. When his fingers met my womanhood, I shivered and gasped. This was a completely different feeling than when I'm doing it. It felt much more passionate, erotic, and pleasurable. While his hand was busy with my clitoris, his mouth continued to suck and lick my nipples. But, something did not feel right. He was in a hurry, he was harsh and he was self-centered – he was focused on pleasing himself!

  I moved my hand across his thigh and bumped into a surprise. His penis was fully erect again!

  He took of his clothes and mine at the same time. A moment later, I was laying on the bed, fully naked. I only had socks on. He got up on the bed, spread my legs and aligned his member with my entrance.

  Before he entered, he pushed his finger into my vagina. It hurt me. 'Wait, you're a virgin?'

  'Y-Yes.'

  'You really do love me, huh?' he leaned in for a kiss. 'A virgin, eh? Let's change that.' and with that said, he penetrated my depths. He didn't spare me at all, he went all in. I winced and gasped in pain.

  'It's gonna get good real soon, trust me.' he began to move his hips.

  I felt every inch of his member inside my body, spreading me more and more.

  It's a sensation that I can't describe with words. It was weird thinking that something was actually inside of you.

  I tried to savor every part of my fleeting first time as he humped me faster and faster, without any intention of going easy on me. He pounded me hard and I could hear his breathing picked up pace too. Suddenly, he pulled out and ejaculated all over my stomach.

  He sat on the edge of the bed, trying to catch his breath. In around a minute, he got up and left the room.

  He came back with a towel and threw it to me. 'Here, use this to clean up.' I used the towel to clean the semen off of my stomach and got dressed.

  I fell back on the bed, thinking of how this wasn't anything like I pictured it to be.

  I was sore down there and it hurt really bad.

  He wasn't anything like he was in my fantasies. He was rough and insensitive.

  However, when he came to the bed and spread right next to me, all of those thoughts faded away. I cuddled with him until I fell asleep.

  I still wanted him…May be I can teach him the art of love making…it will be fun…we can watch a few Kamasutra movies and practice….Oh…Jasmine, you do love him!

  Monday

  The chirping of birds woke me up. This room had a much bigger window but it was painted over so you couldn't see anything outside.

  In my half-sleep, I ran my hand across the bed sheets and found that something was missing.

  Where is he? I wanted to feel his body against mine, it gave me so much security. I wanted to teach him to make love to me…

  But, where did he go? I rapidly got up in a sitting position and looked over the room.

  He wasn't there. I got up from the bed and walked over to the table. I ate one doughnut from the box. As I moved the box, I revealed something beneath it. It was a gun. I instinctively backed away from it. The cold steel on the table looked threatening to me and since I didn't want anything to do with it, I left it alone.

  I walked over to the door and heard him talking. Who is he talking too? I peeked into the hallway and saw him talking on the cellphone. I don't know why I just stood there. It seems that some part of me wanted to hear this.

  'Yeah, she's sleeping now. I banged her last night.............I won't get attached, don't worry about that. She's a fool to think that I would actually like someone like her.....' my heart stopped when I heard him say that.

  My world fell apart completely. I didn't even notice the tears that streamed down my cheeks.

  '….What was her name again? Audrey, Audrey Gaines or something like that?.......'

  I think my brain froze in that moment. I completely forgot about her. I can't believe it. 'I had to shoot her. If I didn't, she would have escaped and then what? The whole operation is compromised.'

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nbsp; He killed her? I took a few steps back from the door until I touched the table with my hands. He killed Audrey. I replayed every interaction, every event, every word he ever said in my head.

  Everything he said to me was a lie. It dawned on me that he was tricking me all along. He killed Audrey so he needed another girl to get ransom money and I fell right into his trap. It wasn't hard to kidnap a girl who has a crush on you, was it?

  My emotions were like a violent vertigo. My sadness turned into rage. I picked up the gun on the table and waited for him to enter the room. I heard him finishing his conversation and getting closer to the door. When he walked in, the expression on his face was priceless. When he saw a barrel of a gun staring right at him, his eyes widened in surprise. 'Jasmine, what are you doing?'

  'Get back! Get away from me!'

  'What's wrong?!'

  'Get away from me you liar! You killed Audrey!' in a second, his expression and voice changed completely. He sounded a lot eviler now.

  'So you heard that, huh? Big deal. You'll end up the same if you don't lower that gun now.'

  'Shut the hell up! Hands in the air and get to the wall!' he raised his hands over his head and walked back to the wall. 'Give me your cellphone!'

  'What?'

  'I said, GIVE ME YOUR CELLPHONE!' I yelled furiously.

  He pulled out his cellphone from his pocket and threw it to me. I caught it with my free hand and dialed 911.

  '911 emergency. How can I help you?' a female operator answered.

  'My name is Jasmine Hays and I've been kidnapped. I don't know where I am but I need you to find me and send someone over here immediately.'

  'Excuse me?'

  'I said I've been kidnapped and I need you to find me! Help me!' I put the cellphone on the table. With any luck, they'll track the phone call to my location and find me. I could still hear the woman asking me if I'm okay, but I have no time to waste on talking.

  'You made a big mistake.' he said.

  'I made a big mistake. I'm not the one at gunpoint here.'

  'Don't be cocky with me, woman.'

  'Shut up!'

  'Miss? Miss, are you there? We found your location and we're on our way there. Hold on, we'll be there shortly!' when I heard that I automatically looked towards the phone.

  Brian took that chance while I was looking away to dash over to me and grab the gun. I held on to it with all of my strength. He, on the other hand, used one hand to hold the gun and reached to my neck with the other. He tried to choke me. As we struggled, I clenched my fists. That wouldn't have been a problem if one of my fingers wasn't on the trigger. The flash that came from the gun blinded me for a moment. My ears were ringing and I was dazed completely. I fell on the floor.

  He looked surprised and grabbed his stomach. A red stain was starting to appear on one place. He stumbled a few steps back and fell on the floor as well. In my daze, I saw a bright light coming from the hallway and a lot of dust following it. Suddenly, SWAT officers marched into the room. When they checked the entire apartment, one of the SWAT members approached me.

  'Jasmine Hays?' I looked up towards him, still in shock of what has transpired. 'We're here to help you, okay?' I nodded.

  'Sarge, he fits the description.' the other SWAT member in the room that knelt beside Brian's body said.

  'Daniel Mullins. You're a lucky girl, Jasmine. Mullins is a known terrorist, accused of several kidnap, murder and bombing cases. Well...he was a known terrorist.'

  Even his name was a lie.

  I looked over towards his lifeless body. His empty eyes stared right at me and made me shiver. The sergeant of the SWAT team helped me up and escorted me out of the apartment. We left the front door and went down the staircase.

  When we walked out of the building – a shocking sight awaited me. It was a bus stop – his bus stop!

  I stopped walking and looked back towards the building I had just left. It was the same building I stared at on that rainy day.

  Funny how life works. After that, they gave me a blanket and the paramedics checked me up.

  I wasn't harmed except for the bruises on my neck.

  Soon after, my parents came running towards me. My mother and father embraced me in a tight hug, my mom crying tears of joy and my father relieved that I'm safe.

  While in the safety of their hug, I looked back on the past few days.

  On this hellish week that broke my dull routine, and of course on the fact how deceptive my Mr. Handsome was!

  BASKETBALL ROMANCE – involves a LOVE TRIANGLE, SINGLE PARENT and SECOND CHANCES

  PLAYING HIM

  Susan

  The sounds of the basketball hitting the court floor and the squeaking of shoes as they ground against the lamination of the floor boards my heart racing with excitement almost as much as the gorgeous guy whom I was going one-on-one with. With skill borne of countless hours playing with my opponent and secret crush, Ross. I dribbled the ball down the court, breezing past him with a twirl and leapt up, pushing the ball up and out to sail through the air and into the ring where it rolled around once, twice, then gravity took possession of the ball and dropped it through the net, passing the white, red and blue netting.

  “Yes!” I cheered as the alarm on my phone went off, signalling the end of our game. “That’s three to one, my way. Pay up bitch.” I said as I jogged happily to Ross’ side. He shook his head and went to his jacket, pulling his wallet from the pocket he paid out twenty bucks into my waiting hand, thank you very much Ross!

  “I gotta remember never to take you up on these bets. You’re going to send me broke, woman.” Ross laughed as he slipped his wallet back in his pocket.

  I grinned at him like an idiot “Hey, we can’t all have rich families, nor have a frat house to live in.” I said, stretching my arms above my shoulders, pressing my breasts and hips out as I arched my back, stretching my muscles and relaxing them from the strain of playing against the college’s basketball captain.

  I grinned at Ross. He was the sort of guy any girl could gaze at lovingly and hope that he would do the same for her. Chiselled good looks, athletic, smart and damn handsome with dark hair and blue eyes that seemed to go on forever. Yep, I was screwed.

  I often had to keep from letting the green monster of jealousy come out every time a pretty girl tried to flirt with Ross. Mostly they kept their distance as they thought that Ross and I were an item at the college, but to my dismay it couldn’t be further from the truth. We were best friends and best friends only. As much as I wanted to change that, I wanted to wait for the right time, and I’d had a feeling that the upcoming Halloween party would be that right time. I just had to make sure I made the right moves at that party.

  We walked back to the frat house, which was on the way to my dorm. Other guys took possession of the court, but I kept my ball, waving at them while Ross wished them a good game, good sportsman that he is.

  We chatted about mid-terms coming up as we walked. He was studying business, while I was going to try to be a teacher, Physical Education. I loved sports but Basketball was my passion and had been ever since I was a kid. We met in our early teenage years when we both went to a summer basketball camp that catered for both boys and girls.

  From that first day we were inseparable, I was always a bit of a tomboy, having more friends who were guys than friends who were girls. Dolls, frilly dresses and tea parties didn’t appeal to me as much as running around shooting each other with Nerf guns, building forts in trees and jeans and tee shirts did, that and basketball, did I mention basketball?

  Arriving at his Frat house, we watched as one of the guys who had lost a dare ran laps around the house completely nude while the other guys threw water balloons filled with paint. We laughed as he was splattered in hot pink and purple paint that would probably dye his skin those colors for at least a week. At least they allowed him to wear goggles to protect his eyes.

  Ross held his hand out in front of me to make sure that I didn’t get hit b
y the ‘girly’ colored paint. What a gentleman. Honestly though, if one of those dicks tried to throw one at me I’d catch it and hurl it back at them so hard that they’d be bruised black and blue as well as painted purple. They knew not to mess with me, I’d played Nerf wars with them enough times that they knew that they wanted me on their team, I’d sniped many of Ross’ Frat brothers. I was also a consummate Xbox player, Grand Theft Auto being a favorite game, that and the Battlefield series. I could kick digital ass with the best of those toddlers.

  “Hey Susan!” Rodney called out as he threw a water balloon at the hapless streaker whose naked body was streaked with purple and hot pink.

  “Yo, Rodney! What’s up?” I shouted back, nodding to him. “You going to be the horse’s ass or the head this year?” I asked him as Ross headed inside.

  “Nah, the head,” he replied, pointing at the painted streaker “Logan, the poor bastard got the ass this year.” He laughed as the streaker wiggled his ass cheekily at the taunting Fraternity. “Here, give him a good shot for me.” He said handing me a purple balloon. I lobbed it hard at Logan’s ass, it exploded, spraying paint all across his cheeks and back, and splattering the green grass with purple at his feet.

  “Bullseye!” I cheered. “Sorry Logan, Rodney made me do it!” I said with a giggle as I raced away, I felt the water balloon hit the grass behind me and was lucky that I only got a single spot of hot pink on my jeans. I flipped Rodney the bird with a grin as I ran towards my dorm, dribbling the ball expertly as I ran to my single room in the dorm that I shared with about a hundred other chicks at the college.