Into the Darkness

by Kat T. Masen

  “Oh fuck!” she exclaimed. She tried to dry her own top and I leaned over to help her but instead of it being erotic, she barely held herself together nearly falling off the chair.

  “Okay next question, since Bull’s just lost that hand.” Charlotte put her on the spot. “How many guys have you fucked? And I mean fucked, not blow jobs!”

  Bull’s scratched her head trying to think then she burst out laughing for no reason. “I told you, six I think. There was the guy I lost my virginity to then he screwed my best friend so I fucked his best friend after they won the state championships. Then there was John the science guy—”

  “Was he the guy with the funky spunk?” Rocky blurted out.

  “Ew,” Charlotte and I cringed in unison.

  “Yes, Rocky. Then there was Dave—”

  “Small Dick Dave?” Rocky laughed.

  “Yes, Small Dick Dave. Then, oh yeah, we can’t forget the twins. Michael and Matthew.” Nikki smirked.

  “YOU FUCKED TWINS?” Charlotte yelled. She was long gone and I was not far behind. Things were getting fuzzy and I could have sworn my chip stack was higher.

  “Yes…but it wasn’t…what’s the word I’m looking for…?”

  “Aw babe, not the twin story again,” Rocky whined.

  “You had an orgy with four girls! What the hell are you getting jealous about?” She was slurring her words but angry as hell.

  “Yeah, but they weren’t hot like you.” He tried to make kissy sounds towards Nikki but she pushed him away.

  “You said it was the greatest experience of your life because one of them squirted on your face,” Nikki said, exasperated.

  I believe it was that moment I spat out my shot all over my chest and through my nose. I couldn’t contain the laughter, neither could Charlotte. We were now slumped on the floor after we fell off our chairs pissing ourselves at what Nikki just said. She was no longer angry but laughing along with us. Rocky was acting all smug and Nikki was laughing so hard that she knocked her chip stack as she collapse onto the table.

  “Bull’s… Rocky… What the fuck!” Charlotte struggled to sit up as she held onto her stomach. “Oh fuck me dead, Rocky, what the hell did you do? Open your mouth or something?” She barely got the words out and it didn’t help all three of us. We were keeled over with laughter.

  An hour later I was sitting in my boxers after going all-in and Nikki called my bluff. Charlotte was still winning but had lost her top. I couldn’t stop staring at her rack and she caught me several times, scolding me in front of the others especially when I tried to grab them once. Nikki was down to just her underwear and as much as I detested her, she had a banging body. Then we were left with Rocky. His stack was gone, and so were his jocks sitting there free-balling in all his glory, quick to point out that it was cold in the room in which Charlotte would argue with him by grabbing my cock outside my boxers and saying, “No it’s not, Lex is as hard as a rock!” I had no idea why I was because it was actually cold in the room. Thank fuck I still had my boxers on.

  We were running low on tequila so we opened up the bottle of vodka. I looked at the time on my phone, it was only midnight. Adriana had texted me something about stopping off for a late dinner but I had to squint my eyes to read it.

  “What’s wrong, Lex? Got a booty text from your string of skanks?” Nikki chuckled.

  “Babe, he got his booty right here,” Rocky said pointing to Charlotte who was attempting to count her stack but kept stopping at thirteen and would start again. As she finally caught on to the conversation she was quick to give her opinion.

  “Yeah Lex, what… Am I your booty on the side? How many booties you tapping?”

  “None at the moment since you won’t let me tap yours,” I pointed out.

  “Oh SNAP!” Nikki cheered.

  “Charlie, you’re giving the poor guy blue balls. No one wants blue balls but when you’re married it’s—”

  Nikki cut him off. “It’s what, Rocky? I fuck you three times a week and blow jobs every other day. What the fuck are you complaining about? Plus when Flow’s in town I let you fuck me up the ass!”

  We couldn’t suppress the laughter as we roared in hysterics. This time it took longer to recover. It wasn’t even funny but the damn vodka made the painting of the trees on the wall hilarious.

  “But it’s not like every day, you know? I still have to jerk off in between.”

  “Lex, you don’t have regular pussy so how much do you jerk off?” Nikki asked while attempting to pour shots in all our glasses. She was way off because each glass had spilled over the sides. She may have been wasted but was quick to scold Rocky as he licked the vodka on the table.

  “I don’t know. Before Charlotte it was not very often, maybe twice a week. Now like five fucking times a day and it’s still not enough,” I said pouting like it was the saddest thing to ever happen to me. Rocky was roaring as he banged his fists on the table. The chips fell over which caused Nikki to laugh hysterically and inadvertently spill her vodka all over her cards.

  “OMG Lex, that is so sweet of you!” Charlotte laughed out loud.

  “Fuck Lex, you’re gonna get carpel whatsamajiggy,” Nikki said. This night was going from drunk to drunker. “Lex, just marry Charlie already then you can fuck twenty-four seven,” Nikki blurted out.

  “She won’t marry me,” I said. “She’s too busy playing the field with Julian.”

  A small silence fell upon the room a bit like tumbleweed, followed by Nikki and Rocky laughing again. Charlotte had a smile on her face holding her cards up. “You never asked me to marry you. Maybe if you did we could have had seven wonderful years of fucking our brains out. And I’m not playing the field, Julian is my fiancé. You are my friend…” she said.

  I couldn’t string my words together and I wanted to say something but I couldn’t figure out what. I stood up and walked as straight as I could to the coffee table and grabbed the keys. Attempting to remove the metal circle loop thing which held the keys together, I slid it out and walked back to the table. Kneeling down on one knee, in my boxer shorts I motioned for her to hold out her hand. I slid the ring onto her wedding finger. She sat there silently questioning what I was doing. Rocky was physically crying and Nikki of course was still laughing.

  “This weekend you are my wife. You said nothing’s off limits.”

  We may have been overly intoxicated but there was a mixed emotion coming from her. I continued to stare at her face and finally her face widened as the smile broke out. She pulled me into a hug and kissed me deeply before saying the word’s: “I do.”

  After Rocky composed himself he decided it was time for a new game. “Okay fuckers, let’s play shoot, shag, or marry. Lex, you first. Lindsay ‘fire crotch’ Lohan, Courtney Love and Snooki.” That was the last thing I remembered before it all became a blur.

  …

  I blinked my eyes. It hurt. But why? I tried again. Fuck, it was the sun causing the pain. There was a ringing in my ear. I couldn’t figure it out and it hurt to try.

  “Lex… Lex?” The voice was getting closer. The ringing was a voice and my name was being called.“Lex?”

  I opened my eyes. I could barely make out that it was my sister. “Adriana?” My voice was hoarse and when I swallowed my throat burned. Tequila… Vodka… Strip poker… It was all coming back to me now like a slap between the eyes.

  “Yes, it’s me. What the hell happened last night?”

  I attempted to sit up. I must have crashed on the couch. So much for trying to sneak into Charlotte’s room. There was a blanket covering me but I could feel only my boxers on. Rubbing my eyes, I opened them as wide as I could. “What time is it?” I asked.

  “Eight. What happened last night?”

  “We played poker, drank a truckload of tequila and I don’t know what else.”

  “So why are you half-naked?”

  “It was strip poker, Rocky’s idea.” I winced as I tried to ignore the throbbing in my head. Adriana’s h
igh-pitched voice wasn’t helping either.

  She laughed before getting up and heading to the kitchen. I could smell some aroma filtering through and I was hoping it was Elijah in there because he was one hell of a cook. I decided not to waste my time and peeled myself off the couch and headed to my room. I found some Advil in my bathroom, thank God because I was paying for last night’s shenanigans. I took the longest shower in the history of mankind then got dressed in a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. I had to admit I couldn’t remember the last time I dressed so casual, or the last time I got that wasted while having fun. Aah shit, stop trying to remember stuff. It fucking hurt.

  Adriana poured me the strongest coffee I had ever tasted but I welcomed it. Elijah laid a plate in front of me covered in a gourmet breakfast. I was starving. About ten minutes later Charlotte dragged her hungover ass into the kitchen. She looked like hell, gorgeous hell. She plonked herself on the chair and placed her head down into her arms.

  “Don’t look at me,” she mumbled. Adriana started rambling on about the beach until Charlotte told her to shut the fuck up because she was talking too loud. I had to laugh.

  We were all standing on the porch ready to head to the beach. Nikki had this massive pair of glasses and was so grumpy and biting everyone’s head off for talking. Rocky was surprisingly normal considering he had belittled himself to licking vodka off the table. I recovered to the best of my ability and Charlotte of course looked like her gorgeous self again. Wearing a kaftan, she carried the umbrella and followed the rest of us down to the beach. We set up all our stuff and the girls decided to catch some rays. Charlotte pulled her kaftan over her body revealing this skimpy yellow bikini. It looked amazing against her already tanned skinned. The fabric barely covered her curvaceous breasts and the bottoms sat low revealing her tattoo. I couldn’t peel my eyes away from her; she looked like she stepped out of a Sports Illustrated cover shoot.

  The sun was hot so Rocky decided to take Will in the water. We were running low on drinks so I offered to get some more, and Charlotte offered to come with me. I knew we would have ten minutes to spare before someone would come looking for us, so I didn’t waste any time. We were in the kitchen and she had the fridge door open grabbing some water bottles. Her pretty little ass was standing in front of me, I couldn’t resist. I leaned in and pulled her against me. I didn’t hesitate; I slid my hand down her front and into her bikini bottoms. I began rubbing my fingers slowly over her pussy, teasing it as I felt her clit swell up. I needed to taste it…anything of hers. She moaned which gave me the green light. Turning her around swiftly I carried her onto the kitchen bench. I stood there taking her mouth and pulling her bikini top down so I could see her tits. Her nipples were hard and I needed them, roughly taking them in my mouth. She tugged on my hair begging me for more. I stopped and looked her in the eyes. I knew what I wanted right now, here in the kitchen on the expensive marble top, I needed her pussy. Bending down I pushed her bikini bottoms to the side and plunged my tongue into her pussy. She was soaking wet and I loved every drop. She placed her hands back on my head, guiding me, telling me how she wanted her pussy eaten, exactly how hard she wanted me to suck on her clit. She was close, so I pulled away.

  “Lex...” her breath was uneven. “Don’t stop...please,” she begged.

  I wanted her like this, begging me for it. I wanted her to be left in the agony I felt. When the time was right and I made her cum, I wanted it to be something she never forgot. “Sorry, baby. We’ve got to get back.”

  She was annoyed, I knew that. It wasn’t helping me either; there was definitely precum in my shorts. My eyes diverted to her hand, where the ring I placed on her finger last night sat. I was thrilled that she was still wearing it. It may not have been a real proposal but it still meant something to me.

  “Apparently this is what happens to married couples all the time. Remember you agreed to be my wife for the weekend,” I reminded her, holding up her hand and kissing her finger.

  She jumped off the kitchen bench and I helped her tie her bikini top, sneaking in a final squeeze of her breasts before we headed back. “Well honey, if you’re my husband for the weekend watch out because I don’t play fair.” She grabbed the drinks and I followed, taking the rest. Fucking cocktease. My cock was screaming at me for not taking her there in the kitchen and blowing my load. Now she would torture me.

  Back at the beach we went into the water which was freezing. Afterwards we laid on our towels drying off and soaking up the sun. As we laid there we talked about things, life in general. She opened up more about her grandmother and her time at Harvard. She told me stories about people we knew back at home, the ones she still kept in contact with, mainly Logan.

  “So what, is he still pining after you?” I asked.

  “He was never pining after me,” she said. “He married Jennifer. Remember he was dating her back then? They have four kids. Miley, Lauren, Jessie and Milo.”

  “So you guys never hooked up after I…you know?” I didn’t want to say the words and didn’t understand why I kept bringing it up. Fuck, I was a jerk sometimes.

  “No, Lex. We remained very good friends. He even came with Jen to my graduation.” So that explained the photo I found on Google. I was relieved. One more question in the big book of Charlotte mysteries answered.

  We talked a little more before heading back. It was lunchtime and we were all famished. Before heading back to the house, Charlotte suggested we take a shower at the outdoor ones that were located on the property. I was quick to notice it was hidden behind some bushes.

  As we stood there under the water washing the sand off us, she leaned into me and placed her lips on my mouth kissing me deeply. I was wondering to myself if anyone could see us but it was pretty hidden.

  “Since I’m your wife I guess I should keep up my end of the deal. What was it Bull’s said? And blow jobs every other day?” Hearing her say that she was my wife was enough to send the general out. She placed her hands on my chest before sliding them down and into my shorts. She firmly gripped my cock and stroked it gently all the while kissing my lips. Unable to talk, I groaned. Her hand wrapped around my cock moving faster. She then slid down and unbuttoned my shorts. She squatted and freeing my cock, I thought she would take it in. But I was wrong. She teased me because she was the biggest fucking tease on Earth. My cock stood there in front of her perfect tits and then…she slid it in. Slowly sliding my cock between her beautiful big tits. I could barely breathe, cursing under my breath as I needed to blow on them right now.

  “You want me to taste you, baby? Is that what you want?” she murmured.

  “Fuck yeah… Please,” I begged.

  She ran the tip of her tongue along the head of my cock. I could tell that I had the precum lingering on there as she licked me clean. The cold water still fell upon us but for the life of me I couldn’t feel it. My skin was burning and the way she teased me with her tongue was only adding to the fire. I watched her eyes watching me, and I begged…over and over again. I was close, fucking ready to blow in her mouth when she pulled out, placing my cock in my shorts and standing up with a satisfied smile on her face.

  “Charlotte, what the fuck?”

  Looking smug, I knew it was coming. “I’m sorry, dear husband of mine. It’s time to go have some lunch.”

  She turned off the shower with the biggest smile on her face. Bull fucking shit I was going to be left hanging. She started walking away and I grabbed her. Roughly pulling her back towards me, I pushed her against the shower wall, tugging her bikini bottom aside and then I rammed my cock into her. She groaned, and I slammed harder.

  “It’s not nice to leave me hanging. If you were my wife I would fuck you like this wherever and whenever…in our bed all night long till you begged me to stop.”

  A few more thrusts and I pulled out. I hadn’t come because the game we were playing was making the wait even more intense. She whimpered as my cock left her pussy.

  “Lex, nooo. Please...keep
fucking me...please...”

  “I’m sorry, honey. You said it yourself, lunch is ready.”

  Putting her bikini bottoms back in place, I kissed her shoulder and started walking back to the house. I knew I just pissed her off, but she took it in stride. She ran to me, jumped behind me and I piggy-backed her back to the house. She kept taunting me and I laughed, she was too cute when she was angry. We were walking past the pool when she warned me. “Don’t you dare, Lex. If I go in, you go in.”

  I pondered what I should do but it was too easy to pass up. I jumped in the water with her still on my back. She screamed and I think I accidently swallowed some water from laughing so hard. We swam for a few minutes before Elijah called us. We climbed out of the pool and I made sure I was behind her just so I could see her sweet little ass wet in front of me. She was so fucking hot in that bikini.

  We sat by the BBQ as Elijah fed us. Damn my sister was so lucky to have him especially because she couldn’t even boil water without burning it. Tonight we had planned to go to a carnival. Typical amusement rides, junk food, games, but Will was excited and wanted to go on every ride.

  After lunch we all did our own thing, and when I say we, Nikki asked Charlotte to watch Will so her and Rocky disappeared as did Adriana and Elijah. Those greedy fuckers with their afternoon fucking sessions. What I wouldn’t give to be doing that with Charlotte right now. Charlotte of course was more than happy to spend some time with Will. We spent the warm afternoon swimming in the pool. Will was showing off his swimming skills.

  “Lex, can you teach me how to dive?” he asked after doing a few laps.

  “Sure, buddy.” We swam to the edge and I motioned for him to put his hands together and stick his arms out. Charlotte was sitting on the sideline observing us, this strange look on her face.

  He dived in but belly-flopped. Ouch. He was quick to return to the edge and try again. I loved this kid’s determination. After the fifth go he finally got it causing Charlotte and I both to cheer. He was so proud of himself. I’d never spent any time around kids but he made it easy. He was just such a laid-back kid. Not those little brats you see in shopping malls.