Michael saw several expressions register on Jenna’s face: anger, pain, and sadness so deep she looked like a lost little girl. He could tell that Jenna was going to deny anything happened. It was imperative that he knows all the details. “Baby I know this isn’t easy. I have to know what happened, this may have some bearing on Laura’s murder case.”
Michael’s voice was so soothing; he didn’t know that he was asking of her. She couldn’t relive what happened all those years ago. “I can’t...I can’t go back to that time.”
Michael pulled Jenna out of the chair into his lap. “I’ve got you and nobody can hurt you.”
Jenna rested her head on Michael’s chest, and she did feel safe, something she hadn’t felt in a long time. “I’ll tell you what happened, but you can’t ask me any questions.”
Michael readily agreed he pushed the record button on his hand held recorder. He would have it typed into notes later. “Take your time, I’ll just sit here and hold you.” Jenna began to speak, and it wasn’t the voice of a woman but a scared adolescent.
“Mom and Dad had sex parties all the time; we didn’t catch on to what they were doing until we were teenagers. I should have been happy; our parents told and showed us more about sex than children that age had a right to know. I was supposed to be at a school event that night, but when Mom told me that they planned a get together. I had a horrible feeling about this and decided to stay home. I was getting out of the shower when I heard noises coming from Laura’s room.
I ran into her bedroom, and two naked men were trying to rape her. The younger of the two was already between Laura’s legs trying to penetrate her. The older man was holding her down on the bed I swear there was another person there, but my thoughts become jumbled sometimes. I jumped on the older man who was holding Laura down. He released Laura and focused his attention on me. I’ll never forget what he said.
“You want some too; Jack’s got plenty to go around.”
His penis looked enormous, and I fought him with everything I had, I didn’t have time to change, and I had a night shirt on and nothing else. He pinched and grabbed my breasts and then he stuck his fingers in my vagina.
“Looky here we got ourselves another genuine virgin, with parents like yours; I thought you’d be broken in by now. I’m going to make you feel so good you’re going to beg for seconds. Now stop that damn screaming, your parents were fucking like rabbits when we came upstairs, and that fuck session isn’t going to end anytime soon. Me and Junior are going to make you feel real good, my boy has wanted a taste of your sister’s ass for a long time, and I just came to watch. Honey you’re a bonus, I can’t wait to bust that cherry.”
He kept shoving his finger back and forth in my dry vagina, it hurt badly, but I refused to let that bastard push his dick inside me. The whole time I was screaming no one came to my aid. The man molesting me tried to kiss me as his fingers continued to explore my vagina. The next time he kissed me, I bit his lip. He called me a bitch and slapped me, but this gave me the opportunity I needed; I reached down and grabbed his balls and I twisted them hard. He yelled like his ass was on fire, and he fell off the bed grabbing his balls.
My Mom and Dad finally showed up, with several of their fuck buddies in tow. Junior jumped off the bed, he had streaks of blood on his dick. My Dad started beating him; at no time did anyone call the police. Laura was laying there like a broken doll, her tears were drying on her cheeks, but her eyes were all glassy. I covered her up and tried to get her to respond to me, but she wouldn’t move. She was only fourteen years old; her first time should have been with the person of her choosing. I called the police using the phone on Laura’s bedside table.”
Michael tried to be as comforting, but he felt his anger rising. That rich bastard Jackson Turnball was nothing more than a pedophile. Michael’s chest was wet from Jenna’s tears. “Everything's going to be okay baby, I’m here for you, and I’m not going to leave.”
Jenna felt Michael’s presence, but her mind was still locked into the past. “The police never came, whatever deal Dad had with Jackson Turnball Senior was going to put his company back on the map.
A doctor came to examine Laura, and he told my parents that she needed to go to the hospital and have a rape kit done. My Dad threatened the doctor, told him that he’d lose his license and his wife and children if he didn’t comply. The doctor was so gentle when he treated Laura he gave her a sedative, and I never saw him again.
It was clear to me that my parents weren’t going to do anything. I tried to call the police again. Dad snatched the phone out of the wall and told me if I ever contacted the police about the “incident” he would put Laura in a sanitarium, and I‘d never see her again. The police finally responded to my first call, I don’t know what Dad said to them, something about a misunderstanding.
My parents were lost to me after that day; they still try to pretend that their actions were reasonable. They continued to hold their parties, but they never had them at our house after the “incident.” Laura went through a rough time, she had sessions with various therapists, sometimes it seemed as though the sessions were working. As I came of age I received control of my trust fund, I moved out and took Laura with me. I took her to see a rape counselor, and gradually over time I began to see bits and pieces of the old Laura, but she was never the same.”
Michael held Jenna for what seemed like an eternity, he knew at that moment that he loved her. Laura and Jenna had been through a lot it’s a wonder they were able to have intimacy with any man. Jackson and his son were responsible for rape and attempted rape, but Jenna's parents’ deceit was far worse than anything the Turnballs' did to them. He continued to hold her until Jenna went to sleep.
***
Michael didn’t know what woke him up, he looked around Jenna was sound asleep her head resting on his chest. He watched her as she slept; Jenna had a small mole on her cheek that he hadn’t noticed before, his mom calls them beauty marks. Her lashes, so thick and long, he wondered if they were real. She didn’t wear a lot of make-up, and with her complexion, she didn’t need to.
He took his forefinger and traced her lower lip; his mind flashed back to the first time Jenna took his cock into her mouth. Some women didn’t like oral sex, but Jenna love sucking his cock he could see it in her eyes; she knew she had the power to destroy him in the palm of her hands. Michael looked at his watch it was a little after 1:00 a.m. He wasn’t going to spend the rest of the night sleeping on the sofa. “Wake up baby,” Michael gently shook Jenna out of her peaceful sleep.
“Michael what’s wrong?”
“Nothing’s wrong sweetie, it’s late, and we need to go to bed.” Jenna scooted off his lap, turned off the lights and made sure that the front door was locked. He could tell she was disoriented; he picked her up and carried her upstairs. When he got to her bedroom, he undressed her and put her in bed.
“Don’t leave me, “Jenna said as she reached out for him.
“I have no intention of leaving you," he said as he stripped his clothes from his body, joining her in bed, and then they both went to sleep.
***
The next time Michael woke up his cock was in Jenna mouth, and she was massaging his balls trying to make him come. He was as hard as a post, and it wouldn’t take much for him to explode. “Baby that feels good. I don’t want to come in your mouth. I want to come in your tight pussy.” Michael tried to pull Jenna up, but she wouldn’t budge nor did she release his cock.
“I missed tasting your cock; we’re going to do this my way for a change.” Jenna began licking the bulbous purple head of his cock and eased him into the back of her throat. She continued to massage his balls with her fingers, and his cock became even harder. Jenna could taste the pre-come on her tongue, and she loved the taste of Michael’s cock.
“Jenna I’m about to blow!”
Jenna slowly pushed her middle finger into Michael’s ass at the rim and began massaging his prostate, at that moment Michael grabbed
her head as his cock jerked in her mouth. She continued probing his ass as she sucked up every bit of his come.
“Damn, that feels good! Right there, yes!” No one ever sucked him off the way Jenna did. Michael was trying to catch his breath as Jenna slithered up his body laying her head on his chest. “Oh baby that was so good: so damn good!”
Michael flipped Jenna onto her back, “let me return the favor.” Michael got between Jenna’s legs and began licking her wet pussy.
“Michael, I want you to fuck my ass.”
Michael’s cock immediately sprang into action; he wanted to fuck her ass since their first night together. “I don’t want to hurt you. Remember, you need preparation before I take your ass.”
“I’ve been wearing an anal plug since our first night together, stretching myself out for you. Everything you need is on the bedside table.”
Michael went back to servicing her pussy he knew she was a hair trigger from coming, she was still wet from her orgasm after sucking his cock. He lapped at her pussy gathering her cream before sticking his tongue into the puckered hole of her ass. He took his time rimming her ass and licking her pussy.
“I can’t hold out much longer I want you in my ass the next time I come.”
Michael grabbed the lube from the bedside table, flipped up the lid and squeezed the tube, shooting the lube up her ass. It must have felt real good because her body jerked and she began chanting his name. He picked up a condom and was in the process of ripping it open when Jenna took it out of his hand. “Do you always use a condom?”
“Always.”
“I’m clean Michael, and I want to feel you come in my ass when you fuck me.” Jenna picked up the lube squeezed a considerable amount in her hand, after dropping the tube she rubbed her hands together and grabbed Michael’s cock, applying the lube all the way to the base of his rock hard length.
“Get on your knees now!” Jenna wasted no time following his instructions she was eager to feel him in her back channel. Michael rubbed his hands over her pale globes, he couldn’t help himself, and he smacked both cheeks. He rubbed her cheeks pulling them apart, took his middle finger, and thrust it into her ass, he heard Jenna gasp, but it was of pleasure not pain.
“Relax.” His finger surged into Jenna’s ass pressuring the sphincter until her ass finally opened up allowing him room to add another finger. He fucked her ass with his fingers for several moments before replacing them with his cock.
Jenna arched her back, pushing her ass to meet his cock. “Fuck me Michael! I want to feel that monster cock in my ass!”
Michael eased the tip of his cock into her ass; she was so tight that he almost came. He thrust more of his cock into her ass, and it felt as if a vise squeezed his cock. Suddenly he was all the way in her ass, he pull himself out and push back in starting a rhythm as he began to pound his cock into her ass.
Jenna was screaming Michael’s name, anal sex had never felt like this before. Michael’s dick made her burn as he stretched her with his entry into her ass. “Harder, fuck me harder!” Michael reached down and rubbed her clit as he pounded her ass, and she shot off like a rocket.
Feeling Jenna’s body shake pulled Michael into his climax. He bit her shoulders, and he thrust harder into her ass until he felt his come fill her ass. Lord he would never get enough of this woman. Michael rested on her back before pulling out of her ass; he heard a pop as his rapidly deflating cock fell out of her ass followed by his come. He lay back on the bed and pulled Jenna into his arms. He knew he should take Jenna to the shower and clean them both up, but hell, he was spent. There was time enough for that later.
***
Jenna was laying on the sofa trying to read her new book, but her mind kept going back three nights ago, Michael was gone by the time she woke up. He left her a note saying that he would call her; never had she waited around so impatiently waiting for a man to call. She shot off the sofa when she heard someone knocking, oh God she hoped it was Michael. She unlocked the door without using the peephole, only to see Samantha.
Samantha never seen Jenna looking so disappointed, “I take it that I’m not the one you wanted to see?”
Jenna opened the door to let Samantha in her home. “Well you’re here now, come on in and have a seat.” Jenna walked to the living room and stretched out on the sofa.
Samantha sat on the love seat, “what put you in a funk or should I say who?”
“I have no idea what you’re talking about. I was just lying on the sofa reading until you disrupted me.” Jenna avoided Samantha’s eyes, turned on the TV, and began flipping channels.
“Okay I just have one question, how was it?”
Jenna pretended she didn’t understand what Samantha was talking about. “How was what?”
“Don’t play with me; you know what I’m talking about. With all that has happened in the last couple of weeks, it’s surprising that you still have your sanity. I’m thinking that a certain detective has been at least attending to your physical needs.”
Jenna got wet thinking about the last time she and Michael were together, he was busy with Laura’s and the other murder cases he was working. He always managed to call her, last one night he called her while she was in bed, and she never had phone sex that hot before. “Detective Johnson has been keeping me informed on the progress he’s making in Laura’s case. Sometimes he comes by or calls if he has some questions.
Samantha drummed her fingers on her knee, “girl you know good and damn well that man screwed you until you couldn’t walk!”
Samantha’s comment caught her by surprise. “How did you know?” Jenna put her hands over her mouth while giggling.
“You have the walk of a woman who’s fucking on the regular. I can tell because I haven’t had that walk in a couple of weeks.”
“What’s Brian’s problem now?”
Samantha sighed, thinking about her relationship with Brian. “He’s a good man, but he doesn’t make my panties wet when he walks into the room.” I always feel as if I have to educate him or something. He's not a virgin, and he should know his way around a woman's body. He’s a grown ass man and I have to tell him what to do, nobody wants a selfish lover. When we first got together, we were hitting the sheets every night, now he’s too tired. Did you ever meet a man who was too tired for sex?”
“Well maybe you should think about looking for a new model. It’s not as if Brian is the love of your life or anything.”
“Yeah, but he’s a likeable guy; I’ve known too many men who aren’t nice. So for now I’ll work with what I have. Enough about me, I want to hear about you and that sexy detective.”
Jenna put the book down and turned the TV off. “You know Sam; the circumstances in which Michael and I met are strange. Think about it; I’m in a relationship with the guy who’s investigating my sister’s murder. My sister has been dead six days, and we're fucking like rabbits on the last days of earth. I’ve never fallen for someone so hard, so fast.”
“Do you think this thing you have with Michael is going anywhere?”
“I would like for it to lead to a relationship, I’ve done things with him that I've never done with any of my other lovers.”
Samantha rubbed her hands together, “ooh now we’re getting to the good part.” Michael’s a large man; does he have a large dick as well?”
“Huge!” Jenna pulled her hands apart to show Samantha just how large Michael’s cock is.
“Shit, what about the girth.”
“Thick, very thick, I’m amazed that I was able to take him at all.” Jenna thought about Michael fucking her ass. She was pulled out of her musings as she watched Samantha hop up to leave.
“Hey, you just got here, where are you going?” Samantha had the door open before Jenna got off the sofa.
“Girl all this talking about large dicks made me horny. I’m going to call Brian and have him meet me at my house. I plan on giving him the best sex he's ever had.”
Jenna laughed at Samantha’
s brashness, but she was jealous too, she wished she could make Michael appear as easy.
***
Michael and Mack worked late nights since Laura’s body was found. They have few leads, but at least they were finally able to cancel out all the men in Laura’s address book. The Hughes brothers are persons of interest, besides the killer, they were the last ones to see her alive. To top it off, he wanted to spend every waking moment in Jenna’s bed. He called her last night just because he wanted to hear her voice. The phone call got x-rated within two minutes; he had his cock in his hands while asking her to masturbate.
“Hey lover boy, can you get your head out of Jenna’s ass and back on the case? I just found out some compelling news. Jackson Turnball Senior is alive and well in his luxurious mansion, in Florida. Check this out Jackson Junior was killed in an automobile accident two months after Laura’s rape fourteen years ago. Senior also, had another son by one of his mistresses, his name is Allen Taylor, but he’s clean as a whistle.
Michael was hoping that the Turnballs were involved with Laura’s murder it would make sense. “Who would benefit from Laura’s death? I mean the Tierney’s have old money and clout behind them, I’m sure they have enemies. From what Jenna told me about her parents, they are acutely self-absorbed, only concerned with their own comfort. Jim Tierney covered up his daughter’s rape for the sake of a business deal. What would he stand to with her death?
Mack gave Mike a considering look. “A plausible theory, but why would he wait, why not take her out years ago. For that matter, wouldn’t this put Jenna in danger? If they both received trust funds, wouldn't they have similar arrangements? If the parents wanted Laura out of the way, it would make sense for them to kill Jenna also. I mean they’re rich, a person can hire a hit for the price of a fix these days.”
“I think we’re on the right track, but I think we’re missing a vital part of the picture. I’m going to talk to a finance buddy of my and get the lowdown on trusts and family holdings. I'll try to get a better understanding of what’s going on. I also need to ask Jenna some more questions about her family.”
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