by April Lust
Trey crouched down and pulled the blanket out of the bag. He tossed it up in the air then spread it on the ground. “I have this for emergencies,” he explained. “I promise; I didn’t plan this.”
“I know,” I said. “I’m sorry about dinner. I just wanted to be alone with you.”
We lay down on the blanket and rolled towards each other. Underneath us, the ground was wet and cold. I shivered as Trey pulled me close. For a moment, we stayed like that. It was almost platonic. But then, as I began to warm up, Trey leaned forward and pressed his lips against mine. They were salty and warm and I shivered with pleasure as he slipped his tongue into my mouth.
“Trey,” I moaned. “That feels so good.”
He stroked my arms and slipped his hands under the hem of my dress. At first, I jumped when he touched my bare skin. But after a few seconds, I felt like I couldn’t have possibly survived without his touch before. It was incredible; it was necessary. I needed him.
“I need you, Angel,” Trey whispered hotly into my ear. The feel of his breath against my sensitive flesh was too much. He climbed on top of me, covering me with his body.
The weight of his muscular bulk pressed against my limbs was delicious. I slipped my hands up his shirt and gently dragged my nails down his back. As he moaned, I ground my hips against the bulge between his legs. My heart was beating a million times per minute and my breath was coming in hoarse pants as Trey lowered his head to mine and kissed me passionately. We were locked together like puzzle pieces, like we were made for each other. I loved the taste and the feel of him pressed against me. It was so intimate, so desperate, I could practically sense how urgent he felt about taking me and making me his.
I’d never gone this far with a boy. Even with Trey, we usually just parked in his car and made out until I felt guilty about being out for too long. But now I didn’t even think about stopping. As his fingers dipped into the waistband of my panties and tugged, I arched my back and let him slide the cotton bikini panties down my legs. Without them, I felt naked, exposed. Trey sighed softly and stroked his finger up the crease between my leg and my body. I giggled nervously.
“Are you okay?” He pulled his hand away and looked at me with concern. “Angel, are you all right?” He looked worried.
I blinked and nodded. “I’m just nervous,” I whispered, blushing hotly.
Trey nodded. He leaned down and planted a gentle, soft kiss on my lips. Pleasure flared through my body and my crotch was pulsing with lust. “Don’t be nervous,” he replied. He brushed my hair away from my sweaty forehead. “I promise everything will be okay. We’ll go as slow as you want, okay?”
I nodded and swallowed in a big gulp. Trey lowered his head to my chest. With surprisingly nimble fingers, he undid the snaps at the front of my dress. My heart was thumping as he pulled the fabric away from my body, exposing my breasts. In the moonlight, my skin glowed white.
Trey looked into my eyes. “You’re so beautiful, Angel,” he said softly. “I love you.”
The words were stuck in my throat but I managed to reply, “I love you, too.”
Trey smiled and lowered his head to my breasts. I moaned in pleasure as he stuck out his tongue and licked my nipples until they were painfully stiff. The feeling of my wet skin in the nighttime air was incredibly arousing and before long, I was barely aware of Trey moving over me. He tugged my dress over my head and then I was naked underneath his body. With surprising speed, he tugged his t-shirt over his head and tossed it on the ground. He was so beautiful I couldn’t stand it. His chest was well-muscled for his age and I gasped as I saw a tattoo snaking around his shoulder and taking up one of his glorious pectoral muscles. I’d seen it before, but this close, it was beautiful. Trey wriggled out of his jeans and tossed them to the side. When he was clad only in briefs, he crawled between my legs and nuzzled my bare belly.
Moaning softly, I arched my hips up to meet his body. His chest pressed against my crotch and I cried out with pleasure as he licked slow, torturous circles around my belly button. It felt so good that I wanted to scream and explode. I never imagined I’d be naked with a man like Trey, taking the time to explore each other’s bodies on a blanket in the woods.
He slipped his hand between my legs. “I want to touch you,” he said in a hoarse voice. I could tell his heart was beating just as fast as mine, and his blue eyes looked black in the darkness.
I nodded nervously. Seconds later, Trey’s fingers stroked over my labia. I cried out and shuddered with pleasure as he slipped a finger inside of me and wriggled it around.
“I want you,” I cried loudly. “Now!”
Trey pulled down his boxers. His cock sprang free and I gasped at the sight of it. He was huge and thick and there was no way that was going to fit inside me! I could barely use a tampon!
“You’re big,” I managed to croak.
Trey grinned with a hint of self-consciousness. He crawled down my body until he was staring right at my exposed crotch. I blushed a bright hot red. “I promise you’ll be ready before I slip inside,” Trey said softly.
Before I could think about what he was doing, he leaned forward and gently licked at my wet, swollen labia. It felt so good that I shrieked and arched my back high into the air. Trey grabbed my ass and pulled me close, burying his face between my legs. He licked and sucked at my clit until I was moaning loudly and grinding my hips against his face. His mouth felt so good. My lower belly was starting to clench every few seconds and a weird, warm feeling was coming over my limbs. I tangled my hands in Trey’s brown hair and moaned his name softly.
He got to his hands and knees. When his warm mouth left my crotch, I cried out, but soon, a new feeling came over me. Trey nudged at my labia with the tip of his hard cock and I spread my legs instinctively. He reached down and laced his fingers with mine, looking deeply into my life.
“I love you, Angel,” Trey said softly. With his free hand, he steadied himself against my hip and pushed.
At first, the pain was blinding and white-hot. I cried out and tried to push him away but Trey was stronger and in a few seconds, I felt him slide inside. The pain began to melt into something warm, something that engulfed my whole body. I looked into Trey’s eyes and a feeling of love that I’d never experienced before washed over me. I was completely hypnotized; I was his. I forgot about the cold, wet ground under our bodies, I forgot about perverts who could be lurking in the woods. All of that went out the window, and suddenly the only other person in my universe was Trey.
“Are you okay? Does that hurt?” Trey’s voice was soft and concerned.
I nodded, too afraid to speak. Gently, he laid his body down against mine. Warmth and electricity jumped from his skin to my body and I shivered. Trey kept his warm blue eyes locked on mine and he started to slowly pump his hips back and forth. At first, it hurt and I cried out as pain radiated through my body. But soon enough, the warm feeling returned. Before I knew what I was doing, I was spreading my legs and wrapping them around Trey’s muscular frame. Perspiration was beading on my forehead and, as he pressed his face against mine, I felt love flowing between our bodies like an aura that covered and protected us. There was a warm, tingly feeling growing in my lower belly and when I started to thrust my body along with Trey’s, the pleasure increased. My muscles were sore almost instantly, but I couldn’t help it, it felt too amazing. As we moved together in a sensual rhythm, Trey gasped softly and bucked against me, harder than before. The pleasure coiled tightly in my belly like a spring and I was gasping and crying out and beating my fists against Trey’s shoulders as the feeling exploded in me. It felt like my body was pulsing deliciously all over, and I couldn’t control it. By the time the feeling passed, I was crying and shaking underneath his body. Trey continued thrusting in and out and the pleasurable sensations were still pulsing through my body. As he came, he cried out and slammed against mine.
When it was over, Trey collapsed on top of me. His body was sweaty and warm and I could feel his heart
pounding through his chest.
“We did it,” I said nervously into Trey’s ear.
He propped himself up on his elbows and covered my face with kisses. “You’re amazing, Angel,” he said softly. “I love you so much.”
We cuddled there on the blanket until I started to get cold.
Finally, he let out a deep sigh. “I wish I didn’t have to take you home, baby,” he said softly, stroking a rough finger down my face. “I wish we could stay here.”
“Me too,” I said softly. I felt like I wanted to cry. I hated the idea of being alone that night more than anything. I just wanted to be with Trey. As I pouted, I felt anger coming over me. Why shouldn’t I spend the night with my boyfriend if I wanted to? I was eighteen, after all. That made me an adult. I knew Mom and Daddy would be pissed, but they couldn’t stop me. I was finally making my own decisions, and I decided I wanted to stay with Trey. “Hey, I don’t have to go home. I’m eighteen, right? That makes me an adult.”
Trey sighed. “Angel, I know your parents hate me. Do you really want to give them another reason to stay mad? I was hoping I could smooth things over with them before you went away to college. I don’t want to hide our relationship any longer. We’re adults; we don’t have to do this.”
Panic rose in my body. It was breaking my heart that Trey wanted to make amends with my parents. It made me realize how sweet and caring he really was. But no matter how well he meant, I knew it wouldn’t work. There was no way Mom and Daddy would warm up to Trey, no matter how hard he worked. They were always going to hate him because he was a poor boy from the wrong side of the tracks.
“That’s right,” I said firmly. The night air was cool and damp against my exposed, sweaty skin and I sat up, wrapping the blanket around me. Trey got to his feet and started to dress as I searched for my discarded panties and clothes.
“What’s that?” Trey gave me a look. “What do you mean?”
“You said you didn’t want to hide anymore,” I replied as I pulled my panties on. “So we don’t. We’re adults. We can be together. And I want to start by spending tonight in your arms.”
Trey looked hesitant. “Baby, I’d love that, but what happens if your parents call the cops?”
I blinked and my mouth went dry. I hadn’t thought of that. “They can’t,” I said firmly. “I’m eighteen. I’m a legal adult.” I was bluffing, I had no idea whether or not the cops would respond. After all, Daddy and Mom had thrown a gala for the police force a few years ago. My dad still had a lot of sway in Centerville, and I knew the cops were in his pocket. They probably wouldn’t listen to the law when faced with my angry daddy.
“Fine,” Trey said. “We’ll go to a motel.”
We dressed in silence and climbed back in his T-bird. But the atmosphere between us had changed. When I asked Trey what was wrong, he said nothing and stared moodily out the window. When he pulled into the parking lot of a seedy motel outside of town, I felt my stomach turn over. This wasn’t how it was supposed to be at all. We were supposed to be someplace nice, someplace clean.
“Do we have to stay here?” I asked.
Trey turned to me and let out a deep sigh. “Where did you have in mind?”
As he stared at me, I felt all of the resolve I’d built up in the woods leave. “Nothing,” I said softly. “It’s fine. Can you just take me home?”
When Trey dropped me off, we parted on awkward terms. He told me he’d come by the house tomorrow. He wanted to visit with Mom and Daddy and try to make amends with them. I didn’t have it in my heart to tell him that no matter what he did, they’d always think he was trash.
Chapter 2
When the library had emptied out, I let out a deep sigh as I went behind the counter and clocked out for the day. It was later than I’d expected. Chuckie was probably waiting with a babysitter after school and I wanted to get to him as soon as possible. I’d been working late the whole week and I knew he’d been cross with me over it. I missed spending time with my son, but during the week I was so busy. At least he was finally in school and making friends of his own.
When Chuckie had been a little boy, he’d been attached to me at the hip. He’d followed me everywhere, never letting me out of his sight. I’d always worried that he wasn’t developing the way a boy should, but the teachers assured me it was normal, especially for an only child. I had to hold my chin up high as I knew not everyone approved of a single mom, especially not a single working mom. But that’s what I was, and so be it.
As I locked up the library and walked out into the parking lot, I heard the roaring of motorcycles. There were two big guys in leather jackets perched on bikes. They kept their eyes trained closely on me as I walked out to my car. Even though I was tall, I was slender. It wouldn’t be difficult to overpower me at all, and I was sure they knew that. I felt a shiver of fear run through me as I fumbled in my bag for the keys. I should have stayed inside until they disappeared, I thought with irritation. Pay more attention to your surroundings, Angel.
“Hey, sweetie, you need a ride?” one of them called out in a rough voice, and the other jeered.
“I’m fine,” I said in a shaky voice. Damn it, stay calm. The bikers both laughed at my shaky tone. “Can I help you?”
“We were just waiting to see when you were gonna leave,” the first biker said. He climbed off his bike and started walking towards me.
I tried to run but my feet felt like they were rooted to the spot. Even though it was still evening, the parking lot was deserted. No one had been at the library for hours; it was just me. And no one is around to hear me scream, I thought in terror. The library was on the outskirts of town and it was a good ten-minute drive from the closest shopping center. I thought of trying to reach for my phone but I was terrified one of the bikers would be able to grab me when I took that chance. “Stay away,” I said, trying to sound firm. “Leave me alone.”
The biker reached me with alarming speed. He grabbed me by the elbow and held me fast. “Hey, Nick, we got us a fighter!” he crowed loudly.
I shrieked and tried to twist away but the guy’s grip was too firm. His buddy gave us a lazy smile before climbing off his bike and walking towards us, his grin growing on his face with every passing second.
Nick stepped closer and grabbed my other elbow before I could dodge his grip. As I swerved and tried to twist out of the way, the first biker slapped my face. It wasn’t too hard, but it was hard enough to sting and I cried out as tears welled up in my eyes.
“Randy, this one’s real feisty,” Nick said. He nodded and looked me up and down. “We’re gonna have some real fun with her later!”
“No, you’re not!” I hissed, contorting and wiggling my body, trying desperately to get away from the creeps.
Nick ran a hand down my chest and tweaked one of my nipples through my sweater. I screamed in pain and tried to twist away but he just grabbed me harder. The two bikers screamed with laughter and held me fast. One of them grabbed my purse off my shoulder and tossed it across the parking lot, scattering its contents on the asphalt. Tears streamed down my face as Randy and Nick kept me close to their foul bodies, pinching and caressing me.
“Let me go!” I shrieked.
Randy held his hand to slap me again and when I cowered and flinched, he laughed. “If you resist, I’m just gonna have to hit you harder,” he said with a nasty smirk contorting his face. “What you think about that, Nick?”
“I think the bitch deserves it,” Nick said. He slapped my ass and I cried out and jumped in the air. It was painful, more painful than it should have been, and I wanted to throw up.
Just as the two guys started dragging me over to their bikes, another roaring sound came into focus. Shit, no, not another one. The idea of being raped by two bikers was horrible enough; I couldn’t have dealt with the idea of three.
But when the bike came into focus, I saw he was wearing a different jacket than Nick and Randy. He was tall and gorgeous with wavy brown hair under his helmet and t
an skin on his face.
“Hey,” the new guy barked sharply. “Leave her alone! Get the fuck away from her!”
To my surprise, Nick and Randy dropped their grip on me. I went flying forward and landed on my knees, skinning them on the asphalt. It hurt, but adrenaline was flooding my body and I couldn’t shake the sense of immense relief I felt welling up in my chest. Scrambling to my feet, I ran over to where the bikers had thrown my bag and started looking for my keys. My hands were shaking and as I heard a sharp slapping sound, I turned around.
“Stay the fuck away from her,” the guy growled to Nick. Without waiting a second, he swung his arm back and landed a solid punch on Nick’s jaw. Nick staggered backwards and fell on his ass, whimpering loudly. The guy walked over to Randy, who was cowering by their bikes. I thought Randy was going to push him away but the guy moved faster and swung and hit him so hard that I saw Randy’s feet leave the ground.