My Friend’s Sister

by Bishop, K. M.

  I stood up and left the office. I found Billy just before he left and got in his face. He was taken aback, but quickly stood his ground since his little gang was watching. “Hey, loser,” Billy said. “What can I do for you? Got any gum?”

  They laughed like a pack of wild dogs circling their pray.

  “Oh, I’m good,” I said. “But you are about to not be. This thing with you and me ends now. We are going to have it out.”

  “Really? Well, what do you have in mind?”

  “You and me are going to have a fight tomorrow. That’s it. Just you and me. None of your friends around to dive in when you get in trouble. No, none of that wimpy shit. It’s on. I’m going to break you into the middle of next week. Do you understand?”

  Billy laughed. “Wow, I’m surprised you have the balls to lay down a challenge like that. But I’m impressed. Sure, I can accommodate that now can’t I?”

  Billy’s goons all laughed and applauded. I grimaced hard in his face. “Tomorrow night, right outside the field house. Everyone will be gone then, so it will be just you and me. You’d better show if you know what is good for you.”

  “Oh, I’ll show. Just so you know, I won’t be holding anything back. This will be all over real fast. You aren’t going to know what hit you.”

  I laughed in his face and then stormed out of there. I was so angry and ready to throw down with him now that I almost belted him one right then and there.

  I picked up Alexa where she was waiting outside and drove to my house. She was so sweet and comforting. My anger immediately vanished as I saw her and held her in my arms for a moment, before delivering to her a sweet kiss. I loved her so much. She was all that truly mattered to me in the world.

  I didn’t tell her about the fight right away though. She didn’t need that type of negativity in her head right now. I knew that it would only worry her and tonight was about us and celebration. It was not going to involve any worry on her part. I was only marginally worried. I knew I could beat Billy, but he would not fight fair. I didn’t for a second think that he was going to show up alone. There had to be some edge for him, some kind of advantage that would secure the victory. And in this victory he would probably want to hurt me badly, maybe even fatally. I wasn’t sure if Billy was capable of murder, but his stupidity was. A guy like Billy could take things way too far, way too fast and not be able to stop it in time before something serious happened. He was just that stupid.

  But I would call up Bobby and maybe a few of the other guys to hang out close by just in case something went wrong.

  And something told me that things would easily go wrong. I had to be prepared for them.

  Chapter Sixteen

  Alexa

  I was so turned on by the time we got to Kip’s place that I could hardly stand it. Watching him play ball always got me in the mood. He was so strong, so fast, lithe, and quick racing back and forth across the field showcasing his athleticism and agility running circles around the other men on the field. Once he had that ball in hand, there was absolutely no catching him. He was gone and winning the game. I could hear the echoes of the crowd in my head as he crossed the line into the end zone. The whole stadium on our side erupted into a mass of screams and cheers. I instantly got lost in that sea of people as I tried to wave at him to let him know I was still there. The excitement welled up within me and I screamed until I thought my throat was going to burst.

  Waiting until I got him back to his house had been brutal torture. I just wanted him so badly, so that when we pulled into the drive and ran inside, I started to make sweet love to him the moment we were behind closed doors. Right inside the hallway of his front room, grabbed him and kissed him hard on the mouth. He reciprocated and instantly worked his tongue passionately inside of my mouth. I proceeded to suck on it, imagining it was another body part…

  He was hoisting me in the air within seconds and carrying me over to the couch where he laid me down and kissed me hard on the mouth, the neck, the cheeks, and even endearingly on the forehead as his body took to mine and he embraced me completely in his masculinity. I had never felt so small, so fragile, and so beautifully vulnerable before. I wanted this man inside of me for all time. I had never discussed marriage or being with him forever before, but I felt in that moment like spilling all of my secrets and true feelings to him right there. But I bit my tongue, kept it all to myself, and continued to make him wonder to add to the mystery of this sweet union between he and I.

  I took control quickly by slipping out from under his large form and telling him to turn over. I was going to run this thing. The smile on his face was so delightful. He loved it when I took charge and gave him some orders. It was fun for both of us.

  Kip laid down on his back and waited for me. “Take off your shirt.”

  He proceeded to remove his polo shirt and pull it off over his head to reveal his muscular torso. Damn, he was so fine. I let my eyes take it all in as I was getting wetter by the second. I really wanted to rev up my engine to its full maximum potential before I proceeded. I was already wet as could be, but still there was room for improvement.

  I licked my lips and got ready for action. “Go ahead and take off your pants. Do it now!”

  Kip smiled and removed his pants. “Undies too?” He teased.

  “Yes,” I said coldly. I was really getting into this.

  He was now bare naked on the couch looking more delicious than any woman should ever be able to handle. His member was thick and fully engorged as he it sprung up in the air and swayed slightly in the breeze of the air conditioning. I watched it almost hypnotically for a few seconds swaying back and forth like a metronome. It was so beautiful.

  “Stroke it,” I said.

  “Yes, ma’am,” he replied as he began to beat his meat. Wow, I loved watching his huge hands wrapped around his large thing as he worked it up and down without mercy. He was really squeezing it hard, smooshing it up as he got near the head where he cupped the top and rubbed it gently before bringing his hand back down towards the base.

  I was so wild I couldn’t stand it any longer. While he beat himself and watched me, I began to strip softly for him. My hips moved back and forth to a song in my head and I tried to match the rhythm of his impromptu masturbation. I tried to keep myself from moaning too loudly, but I was getting too turned on. There wasn’t much that I would be able to handle if I waited much longer. I would get off at first touch.

  Speaking of which…as I removed my last article of clothing, my panties, I plunged three fingers into my wet mound and began to furiously rub and finger myself. My thumb intermittently touched that sweet clit of mine, pushing down on that bundle, and treating it like a magic joystick button that would tease me with ultimate arousal. The orgasm was going to be monumental. It might even make me sick with pleasure. Like last time we were together. I was sure that I blacked out and became totally confused about everything for a moment. That was something no one ever mentioned. Was it possible that we had discovered a whole other plane of existence?

  “Yeah, finger yourself,” Kip said. “Good… oh, yeah that’s it baby.”

  I loved to hear him coach me and urge me on. I was standing there holding myself, fingering deeply into my reservoir of lust and waiting for him to get close to coming. I wanted to watch him. I thought it would be wonderful to watch each other get ourselves off first before we actually got it on. I was sure that Kip could handle that. Yes, he could handle that well…

  “Like that?” I asked. “You like that? I wish you were inside of me… pounding away, taking me to task, and showing me what a naughty girl I’ve really been. Yes, take me… oh, yes… please…”

  I was barely able to stand much longer. My body longed to be taken by this man. My knees were weak as I held onto the couch with the other hand and continued to masturbate furiously pushing my fingers deeply inside of myself. I wanted to get closer to him…oh, yes. I desperately wanted him inside of me. He would fill me up, bring me closer to a pr
oper orgasm, something real and organic, and then my mind would be taken over by it. This would not be a mere physical act, but one that combined the physical with the spiritual and I would take him to the next level of his own consciousness as well. I wasn’t sure how much longer I could stand to do this. I had to have him. The plan be damned.

  I walked over to him and quickly climbed on top of Kip. “I’ve got to have you inside of me.”

  A gleeful smile spread across his face and he closed his eyes under the pressure of the pleasure as I slipped down over his hardened member and he plunged into the depths of our bliss. I almost came on the very spot. I carefully held myself a moment and waited for the rush to pass and then I moved my hips up and down, with a slight angle to add a forward and back momentum to it.

  “Fuck… that’s it… I love you so much,” Kip said. His eyes fixated on my chest as it bounced only inches from his face. His breathing quickened and I had a feeling that he could climax right then and there if he just allowed himself to, but he was holding it back, saving it for me. I appreciated the gesture. And I was going to milk it for all it was worth.

  “I love you, too baby,” I said before leaning down and kissing him hard on the mouth, which I finished up with a nice little nibble of a bite. He groaned a little bit as I finished and I humped him harder effectively jamming his body into mine with brutal force. It was feeling too good for me to slow down. Normally, I didn’t want it this fast. I preferred to take my time, but I was so worked up, I was so ready to go, that I just could not contain myself. I was going to come hard… and it was going to be very soon.

  I leaned forward a bit more letting my breast scrape across his muscular chest and changing the angle of attack slightly as I rocked myself back and forth. I was now riding him hard up and down on his sweet member, letting it penetrate me with brutal force to the point that I was struggling to stay on top of him. Kip was now aiding in the movement by thrusting underneath me. He was getting closer too, I could tell.

  I wanted him to fill me up so badly. As I leaned forward and kissed him softly, just enough to aid in the lust, I saw the pleasure building in his eyes, felt the thickness growing in his loins inside of me, and saw the way it was going to go from afar.

  “You ready to come for me? Is that what you want?” I asked. “You going to be a good boy and come for me? I need that sweet seed of yours. Yes, baby… give it to me… I want you to push that hard dick of yours as far in as you can and blast my soft, inner walls with every single drop of your succulent manly juice.” I kissed him hard on the mouth.

  I spoke my words slowly and with an almost angry, serious purpose and tone. Kip internalized it all. I could see that desire spreading in his eyes. He was almost there.

  I kissed him again, this time licking his lips. “Open your mouth and stick out your tongue.”

  He did so and I engulfed it in my mouth. I sucked hard on it and even proceeded to bite it a little bit as I worked on him. He was as hard as I’d ever known him to be inside of my mound, pounding away at it now. My core was quivering with every single motion and I could see the horizon that I was about to crest over and on the other side was the orgasm tide that would take me to paradise.

  I was so ready for this. I’d been dreaming of it all day long and now it was happening.

  “Shit…” Kip moaned. His body was tensing up, his face turning filled with anger and lust as he tried to control himself. “OOOH!”

  He let out a loud grunt and a second later I felt his body spasm inside of mine followed by that luscious manhood of his spraying my inner sanctum with pleasure, loads of pleasure to the point that pain or even boredom could not exist. Not in that state.

  I was right behind Kip with my own sweet orgasm. It hit me hard and almost unexpectedly. I’d felt it coming, but I wasn’t sure when it was going to happen.

  I held on to him as we both climaxed together feeling our needs dissolving into one beautiful moment. And when that moment was done, we laid there together on the couch in peace. I tried to control my breathing and waited for the pounding pulse in my temples to dissolve. The silence in the house was deafening now and I could practically hear the blood gushing through my head with each pounding beat of the pulse. That was so strange to me. Wow, interesting. But it didn’t worry me. In fact, at that moment nothing was really worrying me. It seemed like we’d actually hit a stride of peace together in life, in our relationships, and with everything. It had been a while since I’d felt so content, so peaceful with everything.

  But then Kip had to ruin it by bringing up something very negative and destructive.

  “I’m going to fight Billy tomorrow night,” he said.

  The statement hung in mid air for several moments. I wasn’t even sure I’d heard him correctly. He was going to do what?

  “What did you say?”

  “Yeah, I’m having an all out fight with Billy.”

  “Why?”

  “I want it done. I want him to quit messing with our lives, to stop meddling in our business, and for him and his little minions to quit playing with me. Enough is enough. I tried to be nice and see if things would settle down on their own. They did, but only for a little while. Now they’ve escalated again and it is just time to take him out. That’s it.”

  I wasn’t sure what I was hearing. Where was this coming from? I hadn’t heard Kip mention anything about Billy in a long time and Billy had even stayed away from me lately, giving me the space I needed. I thought things were improving, but I guessed I was wrong.

  “Why didn’t you tell me that you were still having issues with him?” I asked.

  “It wouldn’t have made any difference. I don’t like to bog other people down with my problems.”

  “I’m not people. I’m your girlfriend. And this crap involves my psycho brother. You should have told me.”

  “You’re right. I’m sorry. But anyway, we are going to have it out once and for all tomorrow night. I just thought that was something you needed to know.”

  “Thanks. I’m glad you told me. But I don’t want you to do this. I know Billy. There is going to be something underhanded going on.”

  “I know that, but I’m planning for it.”

  “I hope so,” I said. “Billy isn’t the type of guy who can stand losing, so if he has the time to plan for a fight, he is going to pull out all of the stops to make sure that you don’t have a chance in hell of beating him. He is evil, plain and simple. I used to think he was a mixed up kid who would eventually grow out of it, but over the years he has just gotten worse.”

  Kip nodded. “I know. I’ve seen his type in Hollywood all the time I was growing up. Guys like him are so bitter, so jealous to their very core that they can never take enough away from other people. He will never be helped, and I’m afraid he will always act this way and feel this way. But if I can beat him fair and square, he will either live with it or implode. If he allows himself to implode then he will lose all the face he has worked so hard to create around himself. His admirers will see him for who he is. I just have to wonder if at that moment he will be in his right mind enough to care.”

  I felt a tear welling up in my eye and I quickly brushed it away. I didn’t want him to see that this was making me emotional. But I was scared for him. I didn’t know how this thing with Billy would end up. I looked up at Kip. “Call it off. Walk away from this fight.”

  He didn’t miss a beat. “I can’t. I won’t. That is not in my nature. I should have done this a long time ago.”

  “What stopped you?”

  “You.”

  “How?”

  “I was afraid that it would cause you pain and grief, the way it is now. But now it’s reached the point where I no longer really have a choice.”

  “You do. You always have a choice.”

  “But not the choice I need to make. I can’t stand down from this anymore. It is ripping me apart as a man. As myself it is tearing me down. I’m not going to stand by while this jerk rips up every
thing in his path that is important to me. His time is done. I’m going to put him in his place.”

  I laid my head back down on his chest and tried to breathe easily, but I was worried. I was scared. I didn’t want this to happen. I just wanted Kip to be ok. This shouldn’t be happening. Billy had brought him to this. Was Kip really being played as a pawn in his game? I didn’t think Kip would fall for something like that. Maybe Kip really did know what he was doing. I wanted to come to the fight, but I knew that it would only distract Kip. Did I want to talk to Billy? Try to get him to call off the fight? No, that would never work.

  He would only hurt me with his words and then make it a point to try to hurt Kip even more. I’d warned Kip what to expect, and he knew all of this already. All, I could do now was hope for the best.

  Chapter Seventeen

  Kip

  I was ready for this. I’d slept well, woke up that morning and went for a five mile run, followed by a weight session. I was feeling strong and confident. Yes, I was ready for this. There was nothing that would deter me, not even Alexa. She’d looked so torn when I finally told her last night about the fight. I could see the fear in her eyes. She knew how crazy her brother was, possibly more than I did, but I was prepared for anything. I’d talked to a few of the fellas and told them what was going down. They were going to stand by in the shadows and make sure that there were no other guys coming to jump in to help Billy. I knew he would try that crap.

  I didn’t have any practice that day since it was Sunday, so I mostly relaxed and hung out a bit with Alexa, at least through the afternoon. Then we went to her dojo where she put me through a good kickboxing workout. She was amazingly good at this. I wondered if she’d ever taught Billy any of her moves.

  “Nah, he is too stubborn to think that anyone else could teach him how to fight, especially his baby sister. Martial arts aren’t really his thing. He doesn’t believe it is real enough to win in a real fight.”