by Lisa Gerkey
She doesn’t waste any time when she moves from me to him. She’s practically naked, wearing a tiny bathing suit top with a tight little skirt that barely hides her ass.
I’m sure she’s hot enough, but the funny thing is, I haven’t reacted to her one little bit. Her eyes are green, but not the same shade of green I see every time I close mine. Her long hair is red, not blonde. Looking at Shelley does nothing for me right now.
I’m starting to believe Madison has put a spell on me. Before I had my hands on her, pussy was pussy. It didn’t matter if it was attached to a chick with brown hair or red. Blondes were usually the last to get my attention.
Fuck. Long thick blonde hair wrapped around my hands while her lips are wrapped tight around my cock is all I can think about. I can still remember exactly how it felt when she nearly swallowed me the other day. Since then, I’ve jerked off to that memory more times than I care to admit.
“It’s nice to meet you, Shelley. Thanks for the invite. If you all will excuse me for a few minutes, I think I’ll walk around and see if there’s anyone here I know.”
I know there’s not, besides Marty and Declan, but maybe she doesn’t know that.
I keep looking around to see if I can spot Drew or Michelle somewhere, but I haven’t seen any sign of them yet.
Outside, I see a few guys standing around grills. Since I have no plans to hold back on the alcohol tonight, I decide to load a plate up with a couple of burgers and some potato chips. I take the plate of food and my beer to where some tables and chairs are set up and make myself comfortable.
Just as I finish eating, I see Drew’s SUV pull into the driveway.
I forget to breathe when I see Madison step out from the rear passenger seat. Fuck. The images I’ve had in my head are nothing compared to seeing the real thing. The dress she has on isn’t as short as the little skirt Shelley’s wearing, but seeing Madison’s long toned legs forces me to reach down and adjust myself.
This place is packed with beautiful women, but Madison looks like a damn movie star walking among them. I watch Drew. The cocksucker puts one arm around Michelle and then wraps the other around Madison.
“Hi there, handsome, what are you doing sitting here all by your sexy self?”
I’m nearly thrown backward in my chair when some crazy blonde comes out of nowhere and drops her ass down on my lap.
I was wrong.
It’s not the blonde hair I’m drawn to.
“Excuse me?”
I attempt to push this strange crazy woman from my lap, but she’s planted herself there firmly.
“I’m Monica. Shelley pointed you out to me. I’ve really enjoyed getting to know your friends. They didn’t tell me they were saving the best for last.”
This one isn’t shy. She reaches between us and runs her hand over my unaffected cock. I’m sure he crawled back and hid when he heard the awful pitchy voice.
“Listen, I don’t know what those guys told you, but I’m not looking for…”
She doesn’t let me get the words out before she slams her lips against mine.
Knowing that being nice isn’t going to get my point across with this one, I push her weight with mine, up from the chair, forcing her to vacate both, my lap and my lips in a hurry. The second I regain my composure, my eyes land on three other sets of eyes who are watching me with this crazy woman. I’m not all that concerned about two of them, but when my eyes meet those stunning green ones, I know Monica here has just fucked a lot of things up for me.
“Monica, listen, I’m glad you and Shelley have been having a good time with Declan and Marty, but you need to understand that just because they’re my friends, doesn’t mean I’m interested in everything they are. I’m only here for another week, and I already have someone to spend my time with until I leave here.”
“Oh, fuck you, you high and mighty piece of shit. I see the little rich bitch you can’t take your eyes off. I bet she can’t do half the things with a cock I could do. But go ahead. You couldn’t keep up with Marty or Declan anyway.”
For the most part, I manage to ignore everything this bitter bitch has said.
I go back inside the house to find Madison, because I need to explain to her what she just witnessed out there. Instead of finding her, I come face to face with Drew, Michelle hanging on his arm.
“Hey, Jens, what the fuck was that out there?”
“Where’s Madison? I need to talk to her and explain what she saw out there. I was sitting there eating when Monica came up to me. I wasn’t interested in her, and I damn sure didn’t kiss her back. You guys just happened to see a small part of what went down. Please, tell me where Madison is.”
“Leave her alone, Jensen. Maddy doesn’t do things like this, ever. The last thing she deserves is to be hurt by some asshole she’s only going to see for a few days. Go back out there to your little bimbo with the fake tits, and leave my best friend alone.”
Maybe Michelle really does care for her friend, but she isn’t going to keep me from talking to Madison.
“I know this is only for a few days, but I don’t want her to leave here thinking what she witnessed out there was real. I just want to talk to her, so I can explain, and nothing more.”
“She’s with Marty and Declan. I introduced everyone when we came in. I think they’re in the game room playing pool.”
Drew finally decides to end my suffering, but fuck, the last thing Madison needs is to be left alone with them.
I hear Madison’s laugh before I go around the corner, and see her bent over the pool table… with Declan behind her, bent over top of her body with his hand resting against her side.
I can see he’s helping her get a shot lined up, but the image this shit is painting for me is making me see nothing but red.
“Get your fucking hands off her, Declan.”
I’m sure the alcohol I had earlier is starting to influence me, but it isn’t the only reason I slam his back into the wall.
“Woah, dude, ease up, it’s just a game of pool.”
Declan is holding his hands up, waving the white flag. He doesn’t want to do this shit right now.
“Jensen, what are you doing? Stop. He wasn’t doing anything wrong, and even if he was it’s none of your business. No one was stopping you earlier.”
I can tell Madison’s had a few drinks. There’s nothing shy about the way she’s acting right now.
“Can we go somewhere to talk?”
Now that I have her standing right here in front of me, I take the time to appreciate how beautiful she looks tonight.
Even though she has a tiny little dress on that doesn’t leave much to the imagination, Madison manages to make it look classy. Her long blonde hair is pulled back into a sleek ponytail.
“I don’t know why I even came here. I guess it’s because it’s what I always do. I follow Michelle to where she can hang out with her latest fling, while I hide out in the shadows until it’s time to go. I made a mistake when we were at the club that night. I didn’t hide, and now I’m not sure how to handle the fact I cared when I saw the guy, who was only supposed to be a one-time thing, with his tongue down someone else’s throat.”
Declan gives me a look that says, I’m glad this is you and not me right now, before he leaves us alone with a few strangers here in the game room.
“I didn’t kiss her, Madison. Even if I had, would I have been wrong? You didn’t show up at my house when you said that you would, and I didn’t hear a word from you. You won’t give me your number or take mine. Do you think my life just suddenly stopped?”
There’s no way I’m going to tell her that’s exactly what happened.
“No, you’re right. I’m sorry. My parents came down yesterday. Michelle and I spent the day with them.”
“I understand. I’m not mad. Now, I need you to understand that I didn’t kiss Monica. It was all her out there.”
“Okay… I believe you...But, does it really matter? We only have a few days here, an
d then we’ll never see each other again.”
“Never is a long time. We can’t be sure we won’t cross paths again someday. There’s always social media…”
“No. I don’t do the social media thing.”
Damn, you would’ve thought I just asked her to participate in an orgy or something.
I decide to let go of the idea we might stay in touch. For whatever reason, she’s making it clear that whatever happens between us will end once we leave here.
Chapter Nine
“Madison”
When I got out of Drew’s car earlier, I knew something was going on when Michelle started trying to hurry me into the house. I should probably thank my best friend, because she was trying to prevent me from seeing something I won’t likely forget anytime soon.
I just met Jensen, and I know after he leaves South Carolina, I won’t ever see him again, but that hasn’t stopped me from having feelings for him. I’m sure it’s because he’s the first guy who has ever shown me the kind of attention he has.
I’m prepared to deal with having to leave him behind when this is over, but what I don’t want to deal with, are memories of seeing him with his tongue down some other woman’s throat. I want to concentrate on all the amazing things he and I have shared together.
After seeing how upset Jensen is, I believe him when he says the woman was coming on to him. What I don’t believe, is I’ll be able to leave here without taking a broken heart with me. How is it possible I can have feelings for someone I’ve only known for such a short amount of time?
“Babe, where did you just go? You were miles away. I hope you’re not still thinking about what happened earlier. I promise, Monica did absolutely nothing for me. She isn’t my type at all.”
“Sorry. I was just thinking. It’s getting kind of crowded in here. Do you think we could find a spot with less people?”
This crowd isn’t like any I’ve ever been around. There’s a couple not ten feet from us, practically having sex against the wall.
“Sure. Let’s go find a drink, and then we can look for a hiding spot.” Jensen threads our fingers together and leads me back into the kitchen where the drinks are.
Once we’re outside, I watch Jensen scan the area. I’m sure he’s looking for a hideaway for us. “We could go to the beach house.”
“I can’t just leave without telling Michelle and Drew…”
“Wait right here, I’ll go find Drew and let him know.” He kisses my forehead before he takes off to find our friends.
I step further into the dark shadows beside of the house. It’s starting to get dark enough it’s hard to see, but some noises I hear cause me to turn my attention to a porch, or patio that’s closed by a screen.
It doesn’t take long for me to realize those sounds are coming from a couple having sex. The dim light inside of the screened-in room makes it possible to see everything that’s happening.
I can’t take my eyes off the woman, and how much she seems to be enjoying what the man is doing to her. It doesn’t take long before I feel my panties grow damp, and my breathing speeds up, except, instead of the couple on the porch, I’m imagining it’s me and Jensen having sex like that.
“Does that turn you on, baby?”
A hand clamps down over my mouth to prevent my loud scream from being heard.
“Shhh… relax. It’s me. I didn’t mean to scare you.”
Once I realize it’s Jensen, I’m glad for the darkness. It can help hide my embarrassment from being caught watching these people have sex.
My pounding heart doesn’t stop him from pushing me against the side of the house.
“Jensen, someone will see us.”
“It’s dark, and besides, no one cares what we’re doing.” He pulls both of my hands straight up over my head and holds them in place against the house with one big firm hand.
I expect it to be brutal, but the gentleness he uses when he presses his lips to mine is anything but. For some reason, this slow and passionate kiss is making me hotter than anything else has. Or, maybe it’s the sound of the bodies slapping together, the moaning, and dirty talk I hear coming from the patio making me come unraveled so quickly.
When Jensen breaks away to trail tiny bites and kisses down the side of my neck, I allow my eyes to travel back to the patio.
A woman with beautiful long blonde hair is straddling a huge dark-skinned man. Her back is turned, so I can’t see her face, but I can hear the sounds she makes as she thrusts her body up and down.
“Oh god, Jensen, please.” I’m thankful when I feel his hand slide under the hem of my dress, and skate over my inner thigh. When he pushes his hand between my legs to cup my pussy, I almost explode. How is it possible to get there this fast?
“Spread your legs, baby.” He doesn’t wait. He uses his foot to kick my feet apart. In one swift move, he tears my panties, so they fall away, leaving me exposed for his touch. He stuffs the ruined pieces of lace into his back pocket. Finally, he loosens his grip and allows my hands to fall from above my head. He wraps one hand around the back of my neck guiding my lips to his. He sucks at my bottom lip while his other hand skims over my breasts. I can’t stop the little sounds that escape when I feel him pinch down on one of my nipples.
He leaves my breasts behind when his hand finds its way back between my spread legs. He runs his long finger through my wet slit, teasing me. He does it over and over, before he stops to give my throbbing clit some much needed attention. He rubs tiny circles against the little bundle of nerves until I feel my legs start to shake. I would fall to the ground if Jensen wasn’t holding me up.
“Fuck, you’re so wet. Your pussy is dripping. You’re so fucking ready for my cock, baby.”
He lifts me up, and I wrap my legs around his middle, my dress now pushed up around my waist. He thrusts his covered cock against my pussy so hard I feel the burn when my bare back scrapes against the side of the house. He reaches his hand between us and runs his fingers across my pussy once more.
“Please, make me come, Jensen. I need…” I rock my hips against his fingers when he slides two inside.
“Watch them.”
When I look back to the couple, I see a second man has joined in.
“Would you like that baby, two guys?”
“No. I could never do that.”
I moan when Jensen finds my clit with the pad of his thumb while he continues to thrust two fingers inside me.
“Good. I don’t plan to share. I need to be inside you now, sweetheart.”
His hand leaves my body, so he can release the button and unzip his jeans. His huge thick cock falls forward, heavy and hard. He feels like velvet when he touches my belly.
“Yes, please. I want you, Jensen.”
This time I find his lips and kiss him. I thread my fingers through his messy hair as I lick and explore. Kissing Jensen is much more powerful than any of the alcohol I had earlier. One little taste of him, and I’m drunk.
Jensen breaks the kiss and sets me on my feet.
“Turn around and put your hands on the wall.”
I’m too intoxicated by these feelings that are flowing between us to question him, so I turn around and place my hands flat on the wall, keeping my feet wide apart. I look toward the patio once more, when I hear him tear the foil.
This time, I find the blonde woman is watching me, just like I was watching her before.
At first, I think it’s my eyes playing a twisted trick on me. This can’t be happening.
What the fuck is my sister doing here?
“Jensen. Jensen, I’m sorry. I can’t do this! I have to go.”
I don’t say another word. I don’t take the time to explain anything. I straighten my dress the best I can, and then I reach down to where I saw Jensen drop my purse earlier. I pick it up and start running.
I have no idea where I’m going, but I run to the beach. I stop long enough to take my sandals off and start running again. I don’t want Jensen to catch me.
I’m not sure how I can explain this. I’m not sure if I want to try to explain it to anyone.
I don’t know what will happen if my parents find out what both of their daughters were doing tonight.
I need to find out what’s going on with my sister. I know my parents have no idea she’s in South Carolina. Why would she be here, this close to her family, and not try to see us?
I feel the need to vomit when I remember how turned on I was. Of course, I had no idea I was watching my sister. Fuck. I’m probably going to need therapy after all of this.
I stop running long enough to take my phone out of my purse. I need to text Michelle and tell her we need to get back to the house, but I’m not sure I can tell her what just happened.
Once a text is sent, I glance at my notifications.
I have a bunch of new texts from “X”. I know I’m playing a dangerous game, but I ignore them anyway.
Chapter Ten
“Jensen”
I work to get my clothes situated as quickly as I can. I don’t know what the hell just happened with Madison, but I intend to find out.
She’s begging me to make her come and fuck her, and the next thing I know, she panics and starts to fight to get away from me.
I knew she was a runner. Even in the sand, she’s hauling ass down the beach. I finally catch up with her when we get to the entrance that leads to my beach house.
“Madison! Stop! Talk to me. Tell me what just happened back there.”
“Go away, Jensen. I don’t want to talk right now.”
“If it was what we were doing, I didn’t mean to push you to do something you didn’t want to.”
Fuck. I’m not used to dealing with a woman who is as innocent as this one. I probably scared the fuck out of her when I got a little rough.
“It wasn’t you. I just…I shouldn’t have been watching them. I…”
“Baby, they wanted to be watched. They weren’t doing anything to keep what they were doing discreet. You were turned on by what you saw, it’s nothing to be ashamed…”