by Mia Ford
I told him my true life story up until coming to New York City, looking to put my journalism degree to work. Everything from that point on was a twisted version of the truth. It made me feel like shit. He was being so honest and transparent with me, but practically every word coming out of my mouth was a lie.
“So, what’s Hef really like?” he asked.
“Hugh Hefner?”
He gave me a sideways grin. “Is there another Hef?”
I giggled like a silly school girl. “No, of course not. Um, yes, he’s awesome. I met Hef at the Playboy Mansion.”
“I’ve always wanted to go there,” he said. “What’s it like?”
“Um… it’s big…”
He chuckled and shook his head. I bit my lip and looked out the window, praying we’d finished the subject. The road sign ahead read “New Haven 5 miles”. Sean slowed and took the exit without bouncing me around the cab.
“Are we in Connecticut?” I asked, alarmed. I turned to look out the window. We were on a two-lane road covered by woods on both side.
“We’ve been in Connecticut for a while,” he said with a smile. “You wanted to meet the real Sean Donovan. This is where you have to go. Relax, we’re almost there.”
I settled back in the seat and wondered what I’d gotten myself into. We drove down the winding road for a few miles, then turned off onto a narrow lane that cut its way through a couple of miles of dense forest. The trees canopied above us, nearly blocking out the sun, making the road ahead look dark and ominous.
“It’s beautiful here,” he said. I glanced over to see him smiling at me. “You’re going to love this.”
After a few minutes, the trees parted above us and the sun shined through and I let go of the breath I’d been holding. The lane ended at a small cabin next to a lake. The place looked ancient and deserted.
“What’s this?” I asked.
“This is where the real Sean Donovan lives,” he said with a sigh. He shut off the truck and stared through the windshield at the rustic cabin and the calm lake beyond.
“I’ve never brought anyone here before,” he said quietly. “You’re my first visitor.”
“Why me?”
Sean turned to look into my eyes and smiled. “I don’t really know. There’s just this little voice in my head telling me that I can trust you with the truth.”
“There is? I mean, you can…”
He grinned and reached for the door handle.
“Come on, Katie Holmes, let me show you around.”
Sean
When I held out my hand and told Katie to come with me, I could see a look of fear and wonder in her eyes. Fear that this insane bad boy had brought her to the middle of nowhere, and wonder at what he might do to her. I gave her a reassuring smile to let her know that I was harmless, more or less. As to what I might do to her, well, that remained to be seen.
As we walked to the edge of the lake, I felt her fingers tighten around my hand. Her hand felt good in mine. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d held a woman’s hand without dragging her onto the dancefloor or into my bedroom. This was just sweet, innocent handholding. It felt… good.
“This was my dad’s cabin,” I said wistfully. “He used to bring me here when I was a boy. We’d fish all day or swim in the lake, then build a fire and sit around it all night just talking and looking at the stars.”
“Sounds wonderful,” she said. I heard her sigh.
“It was.” I swept my hand through the air. “Some of the best fishing in Connecticut is right here in this lake.”
“It’s beautiful,” she said. “And you own all this?”
“Everything you see,” I said with a nod. “My dad owned this cabin, but I bought the rest of it with my signing bonus from the AFL draft. Two hundred acres, mostly covered in trees and vegetation. I still come here whenever I can, just to get away.” I tugged on her hand. “Please don’t write about its location. I don’t need the place overrun with nut jobs.”
She smiled at me. “Gotcha. No nut jobs allowed.”
I nodded at the cabin. “Come on, let me give you the grand tour. It’ll take all of two minutes.”
Kate
I stood back so Sean could open the cabin door. He waved away the cloud of dust that billowed from within. He looked back at me and smiled, as if he were about to share his greatest secret with me.
“Let me light a lantern,” he said, moving into the dark cabin while I waited in the doorway. I glanced up at the sky. I had lost all track of time. The sky was turning purple and I could see the moon rising above the lake.
“Okay, come on in,” Sean said. He was standing in the middle of the tiny cabin holding an old lantern. Dust particles rose in the air around him. He looked like a sexy railroad man from times gone by.
“It’s… lovely,” I said as I glanced around. The cabin was small, probably twenty-by-twenty, one room, with a makeshift kitchen on one side, a wood-burning stove in the corner, and a rickety-looking cot on the other side. At the center was a small table and two chairs.
“You’re unimpressed,” he said, making a pouty face. He set the lantern on the table and spread his hands. “You wanted to meet the real Sean Donovan? Well, Katie Holmes, here I am. This is me. I’m Sean Donovan.”
“It’s nice to meet you,” I said with a smile. I’m not sure what possessed me to do so, but I looked down to find my fingers loosening the buttons on my blouse.
I pushed the blouse back from my shoulders and let it fall to the dusty floor.
My breasts heaved in the tight bra, begging for release.
I reached around and unhooked the bra and my breasts fell free. My nipples quickly awoke, plumping as the warm night air caressed them. I let the bra slide down my arms. I looked at Sean and smiled. The look on his face was priceless. He looked like a deer in boob-shaped headlights…
“Has the real Sean Donovan ever made love here?” I asked, moving closer to him. I put my hands on his cheeks and gently brushed my lips to his.
“I’m not sure the real Sean Donovan has ever made love anywhere,” he said, taking me into his strong arms and pulling me close. He pressed his lips to mine and flicked his tongue into my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him to me.
I’d left Kate Asher in the city.
Tonight, Katie Holmes was in charge.
Sean kissed me harder as his hands swept up my sides to my breast. He moaned as he cupped my big globes in his hands. My nipples were long and hard now. They ached for his touch. He did not let them go unsatisfied. He took my nipples between his thumbs and fingers and rolled them, then gave them a hard squeeze. I moaned at the wonderful pain.
I pushed him back and tugged the t-shirt over his head. His muscles rippled beneath my touch. My hands went over his rock-hard shoulders and chest. His nipples were like hard little pebbles. I leaned down and took one between my lips and swirled my tongue around it. Sean moaned and pushed me away.
“Get these pants off,” he commanded, tugging at the button on my jeans. “Now.”
“You get those pants off,” I said with an evil grin.
I watched with anticipation as he unbuttoned his jeans and pushed them over his bulging cock and down his muscular legs. I could see his cock, long and thick, pushing against the tidy-whities he wore. I literally gasped as he pulled the underwear over his cock and it sprang free, bouncing in the air between us. It was at least ten inches long and girthy, with thick veins and a round head that mushroomed before my eyes. He put his hand around his cock and stroked it slowly as he waited for me to shimmy out of my jeans and panties.
“God, you’re beautiful,” he said, pulling me into him again. I got onto my toes and spread my thighs to straddle his cock. I moaned as my pussy lips settled onto the top of his shaft. I could feel the head at my ass and his pubes grinding into mine.
He put his hands on my hips and kissed me again. He pushed my hips back and forth over to slide my cunt over his shaft. My pussy bathed his
cock in juice as it slid beneath me. He pushed me away and the bulbous head of his cock rolled across my clit. My teeth dug into my bottom lip. I was ready to explode all over him.
“Oh… Sean…”
I moaned into his mouth. I reached around and took his rock-hard ass in my hands and prodded him into me. I felt the orgasm building from my toes. My hard nipples pressed against his chest. His tongue was deep in my mouth.
He quickened the pace, pushing and pulling me faster over his shaft. When the head of his cock slid over my clit I erupted like a volcano, flowing my hot lava across his cock and balls. I could feel the juices washing over him and running down my thighs.
“Cum, baby,” he sighed, digging his fingers into my ass and pulling me hard against him.
I melted into him as the orgasm overtook me. My hands went to his muscled back and held on for dear life. My teeth sank into his shoulder.
He held me tight until the orgasm passed, then put his hands on my cheeks to lift my face to his.
“You’re incredible,” he said, kissing me again.
“So are you,” I said with a dreamy sigh. I squeezed his cock between my thighs. “Now, it’s my turn to play.”
Sean
I’m not sure what I did to make Katie suddenly take off her blouse and bra. Honestly, I was a little dumbfounded, but thrilled nonetheless. Maybe I should bring out the sensitive Sean Donovan more often, especially it gets me into bed with a girl like her.
Her tits were large and perfect, with dark areolas and nipples the size of the tip of my little finger. God, I loved long nipples. I licked my lips in anticipation. I couldn’t wait to have her nips in my mouth, between my teeth.
I took her into my arms and she straddled my cock like a bicycle seat. I worked her back and forth until she exploded hot juices all over my cock and balls. It was all I could do to keep from shooting my load along with her, it was so fucking hot.
After she caught her breath, she pushed me back onto the old cot. I didn’t even think about how rickety the cot was or how hard the thin mattress was. All I could think about was Katie’s fingers around my cock and her tongue teasing the tip. Holy shit. This woman was setting me on fire.
I leaned back and closed my eyes as Katie pressed her lips to the tip of my cock and slid her fingers slowly up and down the shaft, letting the skin rolled over the hard muscle, still lubricated from her own juices. I put my hands behind my head and opened my eyes to watch her.
A strand of red hair fell over her forehead as she pressed her lips to the tip of my cock and teased the slit with her tongue. She moaned and licked away the juice that oozed from the slit. I felt shockwaves emanating from my balls, rumbling through my body, telling me my orgasm was near.
Katie held my cock steady with her hand and bobbed her mouth up and down, taking as much of me into her mouth as she could, then sucking hard as she slowly pulled her lips back to the head. She lowered her mouth onto me again. I felt the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat. I knew I was going to cum soon, but I didn’t want to cum in her mouth, not this time. I wanted to come inside her. I wanted to fill her with my hot seed to seal the bond we were making.
“I want to be inside you,” I said, reaching for her.
She gave my cock one last kiss and licked her lips as she climbed on top of me. She straddled my hips. She held onto my cock and lowered her pussy onto me. She stared into my eyes as the head of my cock impaled her sweet hole.
Her lips parted.
Her tits heaved with deep breaths.
I put my hands on her hips to steady her, then pulled her down hard onto me. She sighed loudly as the breath was pushed from her lungs.
I watched in awe as my cock disappeared between her curly red folds and she started rocking her hips back and forth, back and forth.
I closed my eyes and let her ride.
Kate
Sean’s cock impaled me and drove the breath from my lungs. His cock was so long and thick… I swear I could feel it in my chest. My pussy closed around it and I started rocking my hips back and forth, milking him, urging his seed to shoot forth like a geyser.
“Oh… my… god…” Sean said, digging his fingers into my hips, setting the pace as my pussy slid up and down the length of his shaft.
I put my hands on his chest and closed my eyes. Every nerve in my body stood on end, as if an electrical current was flowing through me. The heat in my pussy was intense. I felt like I’d shoved a thick candle up my cunt and the flame was setting my insides on fire.
The air in the cabin was warm and heavy. Sweat formed on my upper lip, my neck, my tits. I could feel a stream of sweat streaming down my spine and into the crack of my ass.
“Katie…” he moaned. I opened my eyes to see every muscle in this body filling with oxygen, blowing up like a tense balloon. He grabbed onto my hips and started lifting me up and down, pummeling me onto his cock. The orgasm was coming now. There was no holding back.
“Sean…” I moaned. “I’m… cumming…”
“Cum with me,” he sighed. “Cum… now…”
His body went tense beneath me.
My fingers squeezed his chest.
The fire erupted from deep within my pussy.
As Sean rammed me down to thrust his cock deep inside me, I felt his hot milky seed filling my cunt, like a tsunami hitting the shore, warming me from the inside out.
I screamed his name as my pussy milked him and I came in a wave that drenched his cock and balls. The air filled with the scent of our sex as I collapsed on top of him and struggled to catch my breath.
“That was… amazing…” I said with a sigh.
“You’re amazing,” he said, flicking his tongue between my lips. “Where have you been hiding all my life, Katie Holmes?”
“Where?” I blinked, staring into his eyes.
“Where?”
I shoved my tongue into his mouth so I wouldn’t have to answer the question.
Where had Katie Holmes been hiding?
In the land of make believe.
And at the moment, Katie Holmes was horrified to think what would happen when Sean Donovan learned the truth.
Kate
Sean and I spent the night, and most of the next day, at the cabin; swimming, sitting by the fire, hiking the woods, making love until our bodies begged us to stop.
Sean had left just long enough to fetch breakfast from the McDonald’s near the highway, but the food went uneaten because our time was spent doing other things.
Fun things.
Things I’d probably never do again.
We got back to the city late in the day. We were both grimy and sunburned from skinny dipping in the lake and walking naked through the woods. And we were exhausted from our sexual antics. By the time he dropped me off at my car back at the practice field lot, I needed a hot bath and a good night’s sleep.
“Well, this has been… amazing,” I said with a smile. I leaned over to kiss him one last time. He brushed the hair back from my eyes and smiled. “Thanks for a wonderful time.”
“It’s not over,” he smiled.
“I know.” I mustered a smile for him.
“The next couple of days are going to be intense,” he said, pulling back with a frown on his handsome face. “Heavy practice tomorrow and Saturday, then the game on Sunday. I won’t have much free time.”
“I understand,” I said with a nod. “You just get out there and impress the shit out of your coach so you don’t have to move to Minnesota.”
He smiled. “I will. Hey, do you want to come to the game on Sunday? I can leave a pass that will get you into the VIP box.”
“Um, let me think about it,” I said, knowing that I didn’t dare show my face at Kings Stadium. “Can I text you later?”
“Sure,” he said with a disappointed smile. I kissed him again and reached for the door handle. He put a hand on my arm to stop me.
“Hey, Katie Holmes,” he said softly. “I’m really glad you’re in my life. I
think we can do great things together.”
“Hey, Sean Donovan,” I said, forcing back a tear. “Me, too.”
Kate
Dru was curled up on the sofa next to me with a bag of chips in her lap and a bottle of beer in her hand. She held the bottle by the neck and pointed it at the television.
“So, which one is lover boy?” she asked. I’d told her about my overnight get-away with Sean. She had been calling him “lover boy” ever since.
“Sean is at the top of the screen,” I said. “On the left.”
“And what’s his job again? Other than taking innocent young women to a remote cabin to reenact the Kama Sutra?”
“To run down the field and catch the ball,” I said, giving her a sideways grin.
“Really? That’s it? How hard can that be?”
“It’s pretty hard when you have a bunch of four-hundred-pound football players chasing you down,” I said.
I brought the beer bottle to my lips and watched intently as the center hiked the ball to Matt Murphy, who fell back and scrambled to give Sean time to run down the field. Leon Lewis was blocking for Murphy, keeping the tacklers at bay.
I’d watched a lot of football games in my life and knew the sport inside and out, but I’d never watched a game holding my breath as my eyes tracked one player before. It was incredibly unnerving.
Sean shot from the line like a rocket and ran down the field, then cut across the center. Murphy launched a long bomb and Sean ran perfectly under it. The ball fell into his arms at the exact moment a player from the opposing team freight-trained him from the left side.
Freight-trained meant that he was hit blindly, without having the chance to brace for impact. It was like getting hit by a train out of the blue. You felt the impact and the next thing you knew, you were waking up either in the locker room or in the hospital.