Without Law 8

by Eric Vall

  “It is,” I agreed.

  “Hey, Tav,” Paige said with a wicked grin.

  “What is it?” I asked warily.

  “We all figured we would play some games since chores are done,” the brunette said. “You in?”

  “Sure,” I said. “Thanks for including me.”

  “Only so we can kick your butt,” Bailey said with a smile.

  “Well, bring it on then,” I chuckled.

  We all took a seat in the living room, and Tara brought out the breakfast she had made along with some plates, and Rolly brought out a large pot of coffee and one of tea.

  “I figured some people would prefer tea,” he said as he set the pitcher down.

  “I would!” Cathy said cheerily, and she poured herself a cup.

  “It’s English breakfast,” Rolly informed her.

  “One of my favorites,” Cathy said before she took a long drink and smiled wide. “Delicious.”

  “Glad you think so,” Rolly said.

  “I’ll take some tea too,” Bailey said, and she poured herself a cup. “Thank you, Rolly.”

  “Ahem,” Tara cleared her throat and raised an eyebrow at the blonde.

  “Oh,” Bailey said with wide eyes. “And thank you Tara for cooking.”

  “You’re welcome,” the platinum blonde sniffed. “It’s nice to get some recognition around here.”

  “Thank you,” Anna said with an eye roll.

  “I’m going to pretend that was sincere,” Tara said dryly.

  “I’d prefer if you didn’t,” the redhead retorted with a smile.

  “So what game are we playing?” I asked as I served up my plate.

  “I don’t know yet,” Paige said. “We have a bunch of them.”

  “Do we have Scattergories?” Joanna asked.

  “I believe so,” Paige said.

  “That’s my favorite,” Joanna said.

  “We can play Scattergories,” I told her. “Though you all might have to teach me.”

  “You’ve never played?” Paige asked.

  “I don’t believe I have,” I said.

  “It’s pretty fun,” Anna said.

  “Well, let’s give it a try after breakfast,” I said.

  “Not to brag,” Rolly chuckled. “But I’m the Scattergory champion.”

  “Champion according to who?” Anna laughed.

  “The faculty out here used to have game nights,” Rolly said. “That was one of our favorites to play, but I always won.”

  “You beat the professors?” Paige asked incredulously.

  “Don’t act so surprised,” Rolly scoffed playfully.

  “Oh, I didn’t mean it like that,” Paige said with a frown.

  “I know,” Rolly laughed. “It’s okay. But yeah, I beat them every time.”

  “You must have known them pretty well,” I said.

  “I knew them a bit,” Rolly admitted. “I hope they’re doin’ alright.”

  “I’m sure they’re fine,” I said. “Teachers are pretty resourceful.”

  “That they are,” the old man said.

  We all ate our breakfast of venison, eggs, and biscuits that Tara had made, then Paige retrieved Scattergories from the game closet and set up the board.

  “So, how do you play?” I asked.

  “So we each have lists of things,” Paige explained. “Then we roll the letter dice, and you have three minutes to write down the things on the list but they all have to start with that letter.”

  “Sounds simple enough,” I said.

  “But you only get points for answers that other people don’t have,” Bailey added.

  “So try to think different,” I said.

  “Right,” the blonde told me.

  “I think I’ll sit this game out,” Tara said.

  “Why?” Paige asked with concern. “Don’t you want to play?”

  “You’ll do great,” Betty told the platinum blonde.

  “I don’t know,” Tara said. “I’m not really good at smartypants games.”

  “I was the working man who beat all the teachers,” Rolly said. “I think you’ll do fine.”

  “Alright.” Tara shrugged. “I’ll give it a try.”

  The first round began with the letter M and by the end of it I had no points whatsoever, Rolly had ten, and Tara had seven.

  “And you said you wouldn’t be good at this,” Paige said with a glare at Tara.

  “Well I didn’t realize how easy it would be,” the platinum blonde teased.

  “Don’t get too cocky now,” Betty warned. “Rolly is still in the lead.”

  “You’re just bitter because you only have three points,” Tara chuckled.

  “Oh, now it’s on,” Betty joked.

  We played another few rounds and Rolly ended up taking the victory, though Tara was a close second, and Betty a close third. Paige was highly disappointed that she hadn’t come close to winning, but she still congratulated Tara and Rolly.

  “I think I’m going to go check the bridge before it gets dark,” I said as I stood up.

  “I’ll come with you,” Paige said quickly, and she stood up as well.

  “Alright,” I agreed, and we both threw on our winter gear and headed outside.

  It was at least noon by then, if not a bit later, and the sun was still out, but the day was bitter cold. I felt the freezing air hit my face as we stepped out of the dorm building, and my breath showed when I breathed.

  “You could have stayed inside,” I told Paige as we walked.

  “I know,” the brunette said. “But I didn’t want to be a sore loser.”

  “You congratulated the others,” I laughed. “I don’t think anybody thought you were a sore loser.”

  “I hid it pretty well,” Paige chuckled.

  “A bit mad you didn’t win the game of intellect?” I asked with a raised brow.

  “Tara!” Paige exclaimed. “Tara beat me! How is that even possible?”

  “She’s smarter than she gets credit for,” I said.

  “Apparently,” Paige sighed. “I knew she was smart, but I thought it was more of a physical or street smart variety.”

  “I know why you didn’t win,” I said with a smile.

  “What?” Paige asked with surprise. “Oh, my God, she cheated, didn’t she?”

  “No,” I laughed. “You didn’t win because you’re smart.”

  “That makes no sense,” the brunette said.

  “It’s because you have a hard time thinking outside of the box,” I told her. “You had answers for everything, the only reason you didn’t win is because everyone else had the same answers.”

  “I guess I do get tunnel vision sometimes when it comes to what’s correct,” the brunette said, and she looked down.

  “You are incredibly smart,” I told her. “Just work on not being stuck in that box of what you learned in school.”

  “Thanks,” she said with a smile. “I’m going to kick some ass next time.”

  “I look forward to seeing that,” I laughed.

  We walked along quietly for a while until we reached the edge of the trees. I scanned the area, but paused when I heard the sound of people coming.

  “I think there atr people on the road,” Paige whispered.

  “There are,” I agreed. “Get your rifle ready, but don’t shoot unless I say so.”

  “Already on it,” the brunette said.

  I readied my rifle as well and kept an eye on the road. I could hear people chatting and the sounds of footsteps. It sounded like it was a large group, but I couldn’t be sure until I saw them.

  The group came through the tree line, and it was definitely large. At least a hundred people or so. They trudged along as swiftly as they could in the snow.

  I waited to see if any of them would attempt anything, but nobody even looked in the direction of the bridge. They kept moving, and I smiled to myself that our plan had worked.

  It took a while for the whole group to get by, but I wanted t
o make sure no stragglers tried anything stupid. Once the group had gone, I turned to Paige to see her smiling.

  “They barely even looked over here,” the brunette said with surprise.

  “I know,” I agreed. “That’s a good thing.”

  “Yeah,” Paige agreed with a smile. “Our plan worked.”

  “It did,” I said. “Let’s get back to the campus.”

  “Alright,” Paige agreed. “I think it will probably be dark soon anyway.”

  “Here in the next hour or so,” I said.

  Paige and I made it back to campus to find the others still playing board games, but somebody had opened a bottle of whiskey.

  “Would you like a cup?” Anna asked as I took a seat.

  “Yes, please,” I said.

  “Me too,” Paige agreed.

  Anna poured us cups, and Paige cuddled against me as we watched the others finish their game. Rolly was winning once more, but now Joe and the boys had come down to play as well.

  “I think we’ll go take over watch,” Betty said after the game had ended.

  “But I was winning,” Rolly protested.

  “You’ve won too much,” Betty said with a hand on her hip. “Let’s go before they all think you’re a cheater.”

  “Alright,” Rolly chuckled, and he stood up.

  I saw Kimmy get up to follow Rolly and Betty.

  “Kimmy, dear,” Betty said. “You can stay down here.”

  “I know,” Kimmy said softly. “But I need to feed Anthony.”

  “You can feed him down here,” Paige said.

  “Yeah,” Anna agreed. “Nobody minds.”

  “I wouldn’t want anyone to think it wasn’t decent,” Kimmy said.

  “Please.” I shook my head. “You’re feeding your child, nothing indecent about that.”

  “Well, alright,” Kimmy said, and she sat back down to feed the baby.

  I looked around the room to see that some of the men looked away, but the woman watched the baby with sweet expressions. Even if some of the men were uncomfortable at the moment, they would get used to it. There was no reason for Kimmy to exile herself just to feed baby Anthony.

  It had grown dark outside, and Merideth made us some dinner while Tara played piano, and Paige and Joanna sang Christmas songs. I finished off not one, but three whiskeys. I felt good that the blowing of the bridge had deterred people. I knew that some were bound to try to get across, but anybody who did so at night surely wouldn’t make it to the campus. They would freeze to death long before they even made it up the hill.

  I checked the temperature gauge outside the front door and found that it was well below freezing outside. Rolly and Betty were upstairs, on guard, and it was the first time in a long time that I felt we were truly secure.

  I poured myself another whiskey and joined in on a game of rummy.

  By the time the game was over, I had downed two more whiskeys and I was definitely ready for bed.

  “I think I’m going to hit the hay,” I said as I stood up.

  “Alright,” Anna chuckled. “You did hit those whiskeys pretty hard.”

  “I don’t think I’ve ever seen Tav have more than a couple,” Cathy agreed.

  “I’m not drunk,” I laughed. “Maybe a bit tipsy though.”

  “I think you’re just feeling good about the bridge,” Paige said with a smile.

  “Right,” Donna said. “Nothing wrong with that.”

  “Thank you,” I said. “But I really am tired. Have fun with your games.”

  “We will,” Bailey said as I headed up the stairs.

  I made my way to my old dorm room and took off my shirt and pants. I was feeling fairly intoxicated, and I stared out the window at the night sky. The moon was large and round in the sky, and I thought about the people who had passed by earlier. It had been a good day.

  A knock on the door brought me out of my thoughts.

  “Come in,” I said, and I pulled the sheet over myself.

  “Hey,” Tara said as she came in and shut the door.

  “Hey.” I grinned at the platinum blonde.

  “You don’t have whiskey dick, do you?” Tara asked with a wicked grin.

  “Never,” I chuckled.

  “Are you up for some fun then?” she asked, and she pushed her chest out so her cleavage popped out of the top of her shirt.

  “Always,” I said.

  “Good,” the platinum blonde cooed, and she climbed on top of me.

  “This isn’t fair,” I said. “You’re still fully dressed.”

  “Well, let’s change that then,” Tara said, and she pulled off her tank top to reveal a black sparkly bra.

  I reached up and cupped her ample bosom, and I felt my erection stiffin. Her breasts filled my hands, and I groaned at the weight of them.

  “That didn’t take long,” Tara said as she moved back and forth on my erection.

  “You make it pretty easy,” I said, and I reached around her back to undo her bra.

  The black bra fell down Tara’s arms to reveal her large, round breasts. Her small pink nipples were already hard, and I reached up to pinch them lightly.

  “Oh,” Tara moaned, and she threw her head back in pleasure.

  I pulled the platinum blonde down to capture her mouth with my own. I could feel her breasts press against my chest, and the heat of her against my erection.

  I reached around to cup her ass as she kissed me deeply.

  Maybe it was my intoxication, but I wasn’t feeling very patient. I moved my hand around to the front of her jeans, quickly undid them, and pushed my hand inside. Her slit was warm and wet when I slid my fingers over it, and I didn’t waste any time teasing her. I slipped two fingers in easily and felt her moan into my mouth.

  “Oh, God,” Tara groaned as she broke our kiss.

  “Do you like that?” I growled as I pushed my fingers in deeper.

  “Yes,” Tara moaned, and she pushed herself further against me and ground back and forth on my fingers.

  I could feel my erection pulsate as I pushed my fingers in and out of her soft, wet pussy. I was in no mood to play the teasing game.

  I flipped the platinum blonde over so she was on all fours, then I climbed behind her, pulled her pants down, and pushed myself inside of her. She was wetter than I expected so it only took a few pulls in and out before I was able to stretch her walls with my full length.

  “Fuuuuuck,” Tara moaned as she took my full cock.

  “Damn,” I growled, and I grabbed her hips to thrust in and out quickly.

  “Drunk Tav doesn’t waste any time,” Tara purred as I pushed inside her once more.

  “I know what I want,” I breathed.

  “Spank me,” Tara commanded.

  I pulled my hand back to slap her on the ass. A red mark was left and for a second I worried I had hit her too hard, but I heard her breath catch.

  “Again,” she said, and I grinned and slapped her ass once more.

  “God, you’re sexy,” I said.

  “Flip over,” she said.

  I didn’t want to pull myself out of her, she felt so good, but I did as I was ordered and laid on my back.

  The platinum blonde stripped off the rest of her clothes and climbed on top of me.

  She expertly slid me inside her once more, taking the whole of my erection with one smooth glide downward.

  “God,” I moaned.

  Tara began to bounce herself on my cock. Her breasts bobbed up and down with each stroke, and I reached out to pinch her nipples once more.

  “Oh, yes,” she groaned and threw her head back.

  I pinched them harder, then I grabbed her hips and thrust upward.

  “Fuck, don’t stop,” Tara breathed.

  Her full lips parted slowly and her eyes closed tight as she grew close to orgasm. I kept pace and felt her pussy twitch on me until it grew so tight I could barely stand it.

  “I’m gonna come,” Tara breathed, and she threw her head back as her pus
sy spasmed around me.

  I couldn’t stand it any longer. I grabbed her hips and threw her onto all fours on the bed.

  “I’m going to fuck you from behind,” I told her.

  “Yes, please,” she moaned, and she arched her ass up for me.

  I couldn’t resist her perfect little slit being on display for me, so I bent down to push my tongue inside of her.

  “Oh, my God,” she moaned and pushed her ass back against me.

  She tasted like her cum, tangy and sweet, and I licked every bit off of her before I reached down and pushed my erection inside of her once more.

  “Yes,” Tara panted. “Fill me up.”

  I thrust in and out quickly, but Tara grabbed my hand and moved it from her hip to her ass, so I licked my finger and gently pushed it into her.

  “Oh yes,” the platinum blonde breathed. “Fill up all my holes.”

  Tara’s pussy spasmed on my cock as her ass did the same to my finger.

  She was driving me crazy. I held my finger inside of her while I pumped in and out quickly.

  “Don’t stop,” Tara commanded. “I’m gonna…”

  Tara trailed off as her body seized with pleasure. I could feel her grip me all over, and I thrust in and out once more.

  My pleasure overtook me in a wave. I felt my cock twitch as I filled her over and over with a gallon of my cum.

  I took a moment to catch my breath. I could feel Tara breathe heavily beneath me, and once our breath became even I slowly pulled myself out of her with a groan.

  “Damn,” Tara breathed as I laid down next to her.

  “What?” I chuckled breathily.

  “That was good,” the platinum blonde said with a grin.

  “I live to serve,” I teased.

  “Tipsy Tav should come out more often,” Tara laughed.

  “Let’s hope not,” I said. “Tipsy Tav isn’t very patient.”

  “I didn’t mind,” Tara said.

  The platinum blonde snuggled against me, and I felt myself drift off to sleep as the warmth of her body consumed me.

  “Tav?” Tara asked.

  “Hmm?” I asked sleepily.

  “Do you love me?” she whispered.

  I opened my eyes and looked down at the platinum blonde. She stared at my chest and bit her lip.

  “Of course I love you,” I told her softly.

  “Do you love all of us?” she asked and she looked up at me with large eyes.