by Anna Collins
"Arghhh, I'm not getting a thing. You know what, I think sis was right, we should have never watched this video in the first place," Rick sunk into the couch, feeling annoyed.
"Great, now you are speaking in her tone. Ignorance is never a solution. I don't know about you, but I can't wait to see the actual face of the person who is behind this," I stomped.
"He is right, now stop acting like your sister's crybaby. Man up!" Shawn patted on Rick's back, and we got back to the video.
Caroline was panting. The arousing state within her was filling her mouth with nothing, her breath was suddenly ragged, it looked like she couldn't suck in the oxygen that she so desperately needed. Then she was looking at the ceiling. That was because he, had guided her to her sofa, and now she was on her back. Barney was above her.
Barney looked like he knew what he wanted to do. He got his free hand between Caroline's legs, he stroked her heated pussy, rubbed it with his middle finger, and although he never knew it, it was game over. Caroline succumbed to her own sexual deviancy, her own passion.
He half jumped, half climbed over Caroline and pushed his cock at where he thought she was. He hit first base. He sank all the way in, and Caroline wailed in her arousing need to be fucked. Her eyes were closed, and it seemed like she didn't care whose cock it was, it was doing what she had been craving for.
It had driven the passion inside her to the crescendo Barney was now creating.
His hips and loins slapped at Caroline, her own love juices were lubricating them both, he shot his first ever load of his potent young cum into her. The blast drove it all up and deep into her womb. She herself was in total fuck mode, her body had wrapped him up, arms and legs encompassed her attacker, held him in place while nature took its course.
Barney never broke stride, his cum shot out with every inward thrust, and he kept going. He never lost one iota of drive, his strident young cock kept its rigidity, its power. He pumped and pumped.
Caroline was cumming with his every thudding, and banging inward thrust, into her soaked, now lettuce leaf like pussy. She sought his lips. Her release, her incontrovertible inner need for the hammering love her young lover was delivering to her. She locked on to his open gasping mouth.
His hips continued unabated in their manic pelvis breaking actions. She came and came, again and again, she gloried in it now.
Caroline lay slowly retreating from him; she had given him everything she was. Barney had taken it all and delivered all he had to her. It was a joint exercise of global proportions. Then Barney came for the second time, he jack-knifed into her and held station while his balls emptied themselves once more.
She straightened her luscious body tight up to him, held him close and his wet cock was sliding into position against her wet thighs.
"Oh Barney, hmm," she whispered. Barney gave a devilish smile.
He pushed his hips into her, and his cock slid between her thighs where she closed them over it. Barney began a back and forth movement. Caroline pulled away, gripped his cock in her soft hand and squeezed, bringing a very submissive gasp from her young lover.
She pushed him onto his back and mounted him without any further thought. She dropped like a stone on him, put her hands on his upper chest and rode him off into the sunset. Caroline fucked herself, she lifted and dropped in different ways, sideways, further back, further forward, leaning back, leaning forward. She forced orgasms off him and into her.
"It's soo hot!" Shawn expressed his admiration as he ogled over Caroline's body.
Rick looked disturbed now, "have some shame, you are married, and moreover, she is old enough to be your aunt."
Shawn winked teasingly, "but I've always liked older women."
"Oh really, then I should inform Emily about this too!" Rick now had this mischievous smile on his face as he took out his cell phone and showed it to Shawn.
Shawn's face tensed up immediately, and he became keen to snatch away his phone and said, "I was just joking."
"Stop it you two. I have already wasted my evening; now don't make me punch you!" I warned in an almost angry tone and began walking towards the door. I had enough of their nonsense.
"Sorry, we will behave. Don't leave, man, I will not be able to find out anything on my own," Rick pleaded, his voice made me stop in my tracks. As I turned back, he made that sad schoolboy look with his face. Shawn also looked sorry.
"Fine! But if you two do any silly things, I'm gonna walk out without a word!" I warned. Shit! My escape plan totally went down the drains. Now I had no choice but to watch this nonsense with these losers. I sighed and sat down again to see the rest of the video.
Caroline groaned as his tongue flicked around her crotch, again pausing at every orifice to explore before moving on.
He allowed his hands to play around her thighs while he offered himself up to her, then moved his hips backward and forward so that the length of his shaft moved gently up and down over the surface of her clitoris, her wetness providing a perfect lubricant for reducing the friction between them. Eventually, he could wait no longer and guided the tip of his cock one more time down over her hood so that he paused at her entrance. Then, slowly, he gave her his full length and watched as she reacted to his entry. After a few measured thrusts, he withdrew and went down on her again, this time lingering around her pussy, both probing and applying pressure.
She was starting to build again as he gave increasing attention to her clitoris but she then saw him stand up, and he once again entered her. Although this took pressure off where she wanted to be touched most, she felt a new sensation, the feel of his cock inside her with the tip pushing backward and forward up against her G-spot. This went on for some time, slowly and rhythmically. The angle of their togetherness was perfect, but she had to work hard against him to keep both areas stimulated. She felt him ease her back on the couch and then groaned in pleasure as he continued to thrust into her from a standing position while, this time, simultaneously reaching forward and then sliding two fingers either side of the hood of her clitoris.
He concentrated on an upward stroke, which would further stimulate her front wall, applying more pressure with his fingers. Suddenly, her breathing quickened and her mouth opened; he then saw her gaze lose its focus and drift upward. Her back arched. He slowed his stroke down but then watched with wonderment as she momentarily raised her head from the horizontal and stared at him, wide-eyed and rigid, for a split second. Then, as quickly as she had risen, she sank back onto the sofa, and a warm, liquid gush burst from her. It shot all over his groin area and cascaded over the couch, falling with a splash onto the tiled floor below. He looked at her as she lay in recovery, spent and satiated.
She took some time to come round after the experience but when she opened her eyes and began to focus, she saw him still standing at the end of the couch with a strange half smile on his face. She sat up and moved towards him, maybe so that she could show her appreciation for what he had done for her. Again, a long, deep, hungry kiss. She slid off the couch and dropped to her knees, noticing how much she had wet the floor. Her mouth was drawn to his cock, and she immediately gave him several strokes with a perfect 'O' formed by her lips. This was too obvious, though, so she went through a skillful repertoire of long ice cream licks and fleeting lizard-like flicks, sometimes weighing his balls in her hand and sometimes probing around with one of her fingers, much as he had done to her. She decided that she, too, would teach him what it was like to be brought to the brink and then abandoned. She took his cock in her hand, squeezed it and then began to go down on him urgently and deeply. She let him push while she was doing it and even allowed him to go a little too far so that she had to gag occasionally.
Barney totally enraptured by the insistence of her stroke, the helpless but self-induced choking noises she was making and the quick glances she darted him as she took him deep into her mouth. He prepared to release. But of course, she stopped. He saw her rise to her full height again, then give him her tong
ue, either probing deeply inside him or lashing around his lips. He then fell under her spell as she forced him to sit on one of the two chairs and told him not to move.
Then all of a sudden, Caroline started laughing, and her face had the shade of pure evilness. The sound of her unusual laugh made him shake a bit, and to be honest it shook me too. I had never heard anyone laughing in that weird way. Barney looked perplexed, and he opened his mouth, maybe to say something. That's when Caroline bent down and crawled behind the couch. The camera didn't focus on that area, so we weren't able to see what exactly she was doing. Soon she came back and had a butcher's knife in her left hand. The edges of that knife looked really sharp, and when I began thinking about what kinky stuff she was going to do with that dangerous looking knife, her eyes went rigid as she placed a powerful stroke on Barney's neck with that knife. Blood smeared everywhere, including the camera lens and the screen went blank
Chapter Sixty-Eight
Freya
I froze, all my breath was trapped. It totally felt like the drops of blood would escape from the television screen and would land on my face. I screamed with all I had and covered my face with both my hands.
"Shit! Sis saw it," I heard Rick exclaiming.
Then I felt a pair of arms wrapping around my shoulder, and it started to feel better immediately. I felt I was safe. I turned to find Zack; he was standing next to me. His face was soft when his eyes tried to reassure me.
"She killed him," I was panting, and drops of sweat appeared on my forehead. "It could as well be fake, just like we see in movies," he said gently.
"No, it was real. God! She is a bloody murderer!" I exhaled.
"Sis, relax. We can't be sure about anything," Rick said as he reached up to me.
"The person, who sent this to us, wants us to leak this DVD. But if we don't do it then he or she will definitely plan something else. I think we should totally wait for that. Or Rick and I can go and investigate this, I saw the name of the hotel in the tape, where this incident took place," said Zack.
"That seems like a good idea, I will stay here with Freya. The hotel must have the details of these important people. But if Caroline wanted to kill him, why did she do it in a hotel?" Shawn scratched his head.
"Something is really fishy, but I'm sure Zack is smart enough to find it out," Rick said confidently.
"Stop it! No one is going anywhere!" I shouted, and then turned to Zack, "and you, stop interfering in everything. I didn't pay you to create problems for me." Yes, that sounded really mean. But only because I wanted it to be like this.
I turned back and walked towards my room, without turning back
I opened the windows of my room and let the cold wind caress my face. Its touch was soothing, but it was nothing compared to the feeling he used to make me feel. The air brought in the sweet smell of soil. "I will believe whatever you say," this line of his echoed in my ears. This simple line held the foundation of every relationship, trust. I sighed deeply, and the hollowness inside my heart was biting me even more.
I heard the sound of some bold footsteps, it was him, and I didn't need to turn my head to find that out.
"I can't continue this further. I am leaving!" He announced.
My eyes went bigger. He was leaving? How could he leave me and go away?
I turned around. He was standing near the door and had changed into a white shirt and blue jeans. Even with the angriness rubbed over his gorgeous face, he looked awesome and why wouldn't he? He had the face of my Robert and letting him go would be like throwing Robert's face away from my life. I lost Robert, now his face was all I had.
He continued. "I will pay back your money ASAP. But don't make me stay here anymore," there was a soft and painful urge in his voice.
"Why are you doing this Zack? We are so close to the goal," I said.
He was silent and was hiding his eyes from me. I walked up to him and touched his arm, "I thought we were becoming friends." My soft whisper made his face soft, and he looked at me, "I thought the same, but you...the way you pushed me away a while ago, broke my heart. It made me feel like I am nothing, which is true. Right?" his black eyes were turning glassy as he spoke.
I sighed, feeling tangled by my own emotions. He was nothing to me, yet he was everything. I despised Zack, but I was extremely in love with Robert's face.
"It's not like that. You matter to me, you are an inseparable part of my life," I said while looking at him, but my words were solely meant for Robert's face.
I had no idea what had overtaken my senses, maybe it was the heavy dosage of the painkillers. I wanted him, no I needed him right now. I needed my Robert.
A hint of a smile appeared on his face, but still he asked in disbelief "really? Are you sure you don't hate me?"
I smiled; my mind had become fully dysfunctional by then. It felt like I was in a bubble and Robert was standing in front of me. I extended my hand to his face to touch his cheek. And the stubble tickled my palm. I blinked my eyes at him. "How can I hate you when all I ever think is you, just you," I said in a weak tone. His smile widened, and he covered my hands with his. "Freya, I can't say how happy I am to hear this," he said and kissed on my palm. My head was feeling light, so I leaned on his shoulder, wrapping my arms around his waist. "I won't let you escape," I murmured.
As I looked up, I could see the raw emotion on his face. His hungry mouth nibbled at my lower lip and then as the heat grew he settled over my lips and began to devour me, in long, fierce kisses. My body was on fire for him and my hands glided up and over his chest, his back.
His powerful body lifted me onto the edge of the table, and he separated my legs with his muscular thighs, his hand lifting my dress until his hard erection was pressing against my heat. The only thing separating us was his jeans and my lace thong.
"Damn, I want you," he murmured as he pulled back from my mouth. He leaned down and slowly undid the buttons while raining kisses along my eyelids, my jaw line and then down my neck. When my shirt was fully unbuttoned, he pulled it open to reveal my soft full breasts. "Damn you are so beautiful, I could lose myself in you," his voice was so intoxicating.
The feeling of his hands on my skin as he slowly, seductively slid down my bra exposing my soft breasts sent shivers through my body. He moved to capture the tip of one nipple in his hot moist mouth while his hand moved across the curves of my other breast, stroking and kneading. My body arched, of its own free will, giving him greater access and I heard the soft moan escape my lips. His tongue flicked and swirled across my taut nipples, his teeth gently scraping and then he was pulling my breast into his mouth.
Feeling the movements of my hips as I ground and gyrated my pulsating opening against his hot shaft, it was pushing me over the edge. His hand slipped down to the small thong, and he ripped it from me and placed the small piece of material into his pocket. He slid one finger into my wet, tight pussy, and then another as his thumb caressed my clit.
Pressing my face into the hollow of his neck, my hand matted in his hair. "You are so fucking wet and smell so exquisite," he groaned, as his fingers continued to slide in and out. I could feel the spasms within my tight hot folds building until an orgasm surged through my core and as I began to cry out, he claimed my mouth swallowing the sound.
My breast ached, craving his touch; I felt a throbbing between my legs. His smoldering hands set my body on fire as they trailed heat over my ribs and traced my breasts, making me tremble. A fiery inferno of sensuous, all-consuming heat was going to send us up in flames. Feeling him unzip my skirt and then slowly lower it to the floor. His hands removed my shirt and bra completely as his eyes raked over my bare body.
He lifted me up effortlessly and carried me through the small distance to the bed before lowering me gently onto the soft covers. I watched mesmerized as he removed his clothes while maintaining constant eye contact.
As he lowered himself between my spread legs, my body arched to meet him as his mouth again claimed my breasts as h
e licked, swirled and teased sending sensuous vibrations through my whole body. His hands were all over me as if they were touching every inch of skin, every nerve ending was inflamed. The molten heat was raging through my veins.
His fingers trailed down, and slowly one finger penetrated me as his thumb stroked, causing my writhing body to ripple with overwhelming pleasure as a slow burning fire blazed through me, and I heard myself cry out in ecstasy as his fingers teased, whirled and stroked. He slowly inserted another finger into my tight, wet pussy, making me wider so that I could accommodate his large, thick erection. His mouth reclaimed my breasts, his tongue flicking across my taut nipples, his eyes hot with desire. How could he not feel my climax spiraling upwards, as every muscle pulsed around his fingers? "That's it, baby." He groaned in the most seductive voice.
My head was spinning, a burst of color flashed before my eyes as I felt a fireball of pure pleasure rip through my body, taking me over the edge. "I'm burning up!" I cried. He was doing amazing things to me, just when I could take no more; he bought me to another mind shattering climax that brought a scream to my mouth. Suddenly his mouth was on mine, his tongue plunging into my mouth in the same rhythm that his fingers were arousing me, as another volcanic eruption raked through my body.
His eyes locked on mine, and they were filled with hungry need and lust. "I need to be inside you, baby." He growled.
"Yes," was the only word that could escape my lips as I was so ready for him.
His hands held my hips as he gently opened my thighs wider with his legs, his erection against my wet, lush pussy. He began to slowly push into my wet, tight channel allowing my body to adjust to his large size. "Look at me baby I want to watch your face."
Capturing his gaze I knew by the look on his face that he could not wait any longer, he was going to explode, and I wanted it as much as he did. I was mesmerized as I lifted my hips to take him in. My fingers digging into his shoulders, as I began to lose all control. With a thrusting motion, he buried himself deep inside me. His hands were possessive as they trailed over my skin.
