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by D. H. Cameron


  It only took a moment for me to achieve another amazing orgasm but I needed even more. Cody must have sensed it too but each of us had differing ideas about what might make this just a little better. I reached between my thighs and began to rub my clit but Cody surprised me as his hand slapped my indulgent behind. I wailed as my orgasm went into overdrive. The intolerable sensations stole my breath as they coursed through me and only when the climax faded was I able to squeal with pleasure.

  “Fuck yeah! Come for me, you sexy freak!” Cody urged. I did exactly was he wanted. I came again, wildly and explosively, shrieking and screaming as I lost control. I was at Cody’s mercy now. I could feel his need but I hoped he could hold it at bay. I wasn’t ready for this to end and I wasn’t disappointed. Cody continued to hammer his cock into me as his thumb pumped in and out of my ass. Then he spanked me again.

  I came yet again, screaming and shuddering. His fingers dug into my succulent behind as he gave me everything he had. I left my clit alone and held onto the bench seat for dear life as the edges of my vision went black and the bus began to sparkle with light. Then Cody took my hips in his hands and his thrusts became more insistent. One final series of delicious spasms stole my breath as Cody threatened to push me right over the front seat of his bus. As my own pleasure raged, Cody pulled out of me and laid his cock in the valley formed by my ample butt.

  I looked back and watched as Cody exploded all over my back, his white semen contrasted against my black flesh. I quivered and giggled as I watched him cover me with thick streams of his orgasm. Finally, he only oozed as he left his thick shaft between my ass cheeks and massaged my lush behind. I reached back and ran my fingers through the pools Cody had left on my back and sucked him from my fingers.

  Cody watched as I savored his orgasm. He ran his own fingers through the pools and offered them to me and I licked and sucked his fingers clean. I’d never been a big fan of eating a guy’s cum but, like everything else, it was different with Cody. Cody stared at me as I let his fingers go and then got a devilish grin. He swept his fingers through what remained of his orgasm and sucked it from his own fingers.

  “Tasty,” Cody exclaimed and I giggled. He was so naughty. Cody sat next to me, pulled me down between his thighs and wrapped me in his arms. He kissed my shoulder as I hugged his arms to me. I was still shaking and breathing hard. I’d never had sex like that before. It had never been that good, that raw or that dirty. Honestly, I’d never wanted it to be until I’d met Cody. I didn’t know I had it in me.

  “That was amazing, Cody,” I said after I managed to catch my breath.

  “No, you’re amazing. And a seriously freaky chick,” he said teasing me.

  “I can’t help it. I want to do things when I’m with you. It’s your fault,” I replied. Cody laughed softly and then lifted a hand and turned my head. He slipped his tongue into my mouth before he pulled away and began pulling back the covers on his mattress.

  “You’re spending the night, aren’t you?” he asked. Did he mean in his bus?

  “Do you live here?” I asked.

  “Of course not. I have a place to live. I just like sleeping in here. Sometimes, it’s easier like when the surf’s up early. Sometimes it’s just handy, like now,” he said. If he liked it, so did I.

  “OK, I’ll stay,” I told him. We climbed under the covers and Cody held me in his arms. I was in another world. This was nothing like back home in Chicago. I wanted a change of scenery and to get away but I never expected any of this. I liked it though. It was foreign but in a good way. Like those stories when girls went somewhere exotic, fell in love and never went home. Like some modern day fairytale.

  “Nina, I really like you. I know we’ve barely known each other a day, but I’m not into putting things off. I’d love to call you my girlfriend,” Cody said. I turned around and looked at him. He was being genuine. I could hear it in his voice and now I could see it in his eyes.

  “I’d like that. I like you too,” I replied. I snuggled into Cody’s arms and I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. I pushed my butt against Cody and I could feel the slippery mess between us reminding me what just happened. I’d left Chicago to get away from a guy and now I’d found a guy that was his complete opposite. Cody wasn’t mean or possessive. He didn’t demand anything from me or make me feel bad about myself. Cody made me feel beautiful and worthy of his affection. He made me happy but I should have known things couldn’t be this easy.

  >>O<<

  Cody and I woke up early as the sky was just getting light to the east. It was cold in his bus but under the covers, I was warm enough. Especially with Cody holding me. We lay in his bus until the sun was up and then we braved the chill long enough to dress. I had the clothes I’d worn before I bought the bikini and Cody had his own extra clothes stashed in the bus. We got breakfast and then he took me home. I had work later that day. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have let Cody out of my sight.

  Cody promised me he’d pick me up after my shift and we’d get dinner. I hoped that wasn’t all that we did after my shift. My head still buzzed with excitement from the sex we’d had the night before. I wanted to do all that and more. I wanted to see what surprises Cody had yet to show me and what I might end up doing all on my own. I don’t know why Cody made me feel the way he did, but I wanted to do things with him I’d only heard about, things that most people thought were dirty and immoral, things I didn’t even know existed.

  I went to work, running a register at a department store, and tried to focus on my job. It was hard. I was constantly remembering the previous night or imagining what we might end up doing after I got off work. I was still a little bit shocked at how fast everything was going and how intense my feelings for Cody had become. The way he looked at me, the way he talked to me and the way he made love to me were all so different from anything I’d ever experienced. I’d never felt as happy as I did with him.

  I smiled to myself as the thought lingered in my head. I saw another customer approach and I looked up as a man stood in front of me. My smile disappeared instantly. Everything went dark suddenly and I found myself shaking. It was him. How did he find me? Nobody knew I was here, not even my mama.

  “Thought you could hide? Not a chance, girl. I found you. You’re mine and you’re coming home,” the man said. It was Lucas. I dated him for a month and that was a while back. Ever since, he had harassed and stalked me. He was everywhere I went and he knew everything I did. I called the police but they didn’t care. I should have known better. A black girl with boyfriend troubles weren’t exactly a high priority in Chicago. The officer I spoke to threatened to arrest me for wasting his time.

  When he found out I called the police, he roughed me up pretty good, shaking and pushing me around. I left two days later. I couldn’t live like that and Lucas refused to go away. He didn’t hit me, but I thought he was going to. He threatened to kill me if I ever called the police again. All that was bad enough, but when Lucas told me he was going to have me no matter what, I had to get out.

  Santa Cruz wasn’t where I’d planned to end up. I didn’t intend to end up anywhere, honestly. I cleaned out my bank accounts, took what I could and drove west. I ended up in Santa Cruz, tired of running and nearly out of money. I decided to stay, as if I had a choice, because I figured this was the last place on earth Lucas would ever think to look for me.

  It wasn’t as if big, black girls from Chicago were exactly threatening to take the place over. Santa Cruz was so different from Chicago, the lifestyle so far removed, no one would ever believe I’d chosen to live there. I didn’t exactly blend in, but that was kind of the point. Nevertheless, I didn’t think it would ever really matter. I couldn’t imagine anyone finding me and I didn’t really believe Lucas was so crazy as to follow me out to California.

  “How did you find me?” I asked.

  “Doesn’t matter. You belong with me, girl. I aim to take you back home,” he said.

  “You can’t. I live here now. I have
a boyfriend,” I said partly for reassurance and partly in the hope that Lucas might be scared off.

  “You let the brother fuck you?” he asked, suddenly angry. I wanted to run but I was sure Lucas would grab me and take me away. Thankfully, the store security guard walked up right then.

  “Is he bothering you,” the older man asked. I didn’t speak. Lucas looked at the guard and then at me.

  “I’ll see you later, Nina,” he said and walked away. My manager came up just as I broke down crying. She was a nice lady and she took me to the break room. She rubbed my back as I cried and when I had managed to compose myself, I told her what was wrong.

  “You should go home. Does he know where you live?” she asked. I didn’t know and I told her so. “I’ll have security get you on a bus for home. When you get there, call the police and report this. Do you have somewhere to stay in case?” she asked.

  I hoped I did. Cody asked me to be his girlfriend but I was worried he might reconsider after I told him about Lucas. My manager did as she said and soon I found myself on a bus headed for home. I couldn’t go there. What if Lucas knew where I lived? I got off the bus at the next stop and transferred to another bus headed for the boardwalk. Cody would be there surfing. At least I hoped he would be.

  Sure enough, I could see Cody’s bus parked at the back of the lot across the road from the boardwalk. I walked to the beach, dressed in my work uniform, black shoes and pants with a gaudy red and blue shirt. My hair was pulled up and I knew from the looks I’d gotten on the bus my mascara was ruined from crying. I saw Cody right away as he was walking up the beach carrying his surfboard. He saw me too, how could he miss me in my horrid uniform, and came my direction.

  “What are you doing here?” he asked but then he noticed something wasn’t right. “What’s wrong?” he asked and I broke down. Cody set his surfboard in the sand and hugged me. He stroked my head and quietly told me it would all be OK. I felt safe with him, but I was afraid that feeling wouldn’t last. Finally, I managed to get hold of myself.

  “Cody, my ex-boyfriend found me. I left Chicago to get away but he found me,” I said and I could see Cody was confused.

  “Slow down, tell me everything,” he said. I did, the short version anyway. I told him how a friend set me up with Lucas and how he used to tell me I was too fat and that I should lose weight. I told him how he latched onto me after I broke up with him and how I left Chicago and why. Cody listened and I could see the anger in his eyes. “What a dick! We need to go to the cops,” he said and I nodded.

  We walked up the beach and onto the boardwalk. As we took a narrow walkway towards the street, Lucas appeared at the far end. Oh lord, he’d found me again. I tried to turn and go back but Cody wasn’t having any of it. “He’ll hurt you,” I said but Cody set his board down and faced Lucas.

  “He’s a bully. Someone needs to stand up to him and you’re my girlfriend. It’s my job,” he said.

  “No, Cody please,” I begged him. Lucas was standing just a few yards away.

  “You’re fucking a white boy, Nina?” Lucas asked and then looked at Cody. “I’m gonna kick your white ass, boy,” Lucas said. A few other people had come up behind us, a couple of surfers and a girl in a bikini.

  “You’re going to go back home and leave her alone, douche bag,” Cody said and stood between Lucas and me.

  “Cody, don’t,” I cried out but Lucas was already swinging. Cody avoided the first wild swing, but the next one slammed into his ribs and Cody stumbled back. I turned to the other people who watched. “Help him,” I pleaded. The girl was on the phone and one of the surfers disappeared.

  “Is that all you got, dickhead?” Cody asked Lucas defiantly. Lucas threw another punch, it caught Cody in the face and he went sprawling to the ground. Lucas came for me, but Cody was already up standing protectively before me. “You can’t have her, fuck face,” Cody said. He was bleeding from the mouth. Lucas grabbed him, but Cody managed to keep him at arm’s length and for a moment, they struggled. Then Lucas doubled Cody over with a knee to his stomach. Cody went to his knees gasping for breath.

  “Get your fat ass over here, girl,” Lucas said but the remaining surfer came up next to me. Lucas hesitated a moment and Cody was able to get to his feet. Cody jumped Lucas and got his arm around Lucas’ neck. However, Lucas was too strong. He pulled Cody off of him and threw him to the ground. Cody landed in a heap against the wall and laid still. He looked hurt, bad.

  “Out of my way,” Lucas demanded of the other surfer. To his credit, the other surfer stood his ground. Then Cody called to Lucas and we all turned to see him standing again.

  “Hey! I’m not done kicking your ass yet, dumbass,” Cody said. Lucas turned and went after Cody, but Cody was too fast having learned that Lucas was too strong to fight. He moved out of the way and pushed Lucas to the ground as he lunged past. “Let’s get the fuck out of here,” Cody said but just then, two security guards returned with the other surfer that had run away. One of them came to our side as the other one radioed someone.

  “That guy!” the surfer standing next to me said. Lucas got up and when he saw the security guard, he turned to run. He ran right into the two police officers that appeared at the far end of the walkway. Lucas struggled, but they had him on the ground and in cuffs within moments. The two police officers hauled Lucas to his feet and another pair of officers arrived and took him away. “You’re mine, girl!” he shouted as they did.

  We all had to give statements and then the security guards took Cody to the first aid station where they patched him up. His eye was turning black and a couple of teeth were loose along with his share of bruises and scratches but he was going to be fine. I was so glad Lucas didn’t hurt Cody and so thankful he was brave enough to stand up for me.

  After we left the first aid station, Cody and I left the boardwalk. I was in shock and barely remember the trip back to my apartment. Once we got inside, I broke down. Cody held me as I cried. I should have been taking care of him, but I just couldn’t stop crying. It took a while, but I calmed down. Cody never stopped holding me the entire time.

  “Thank you, Cody. I feel so bad I got you into this and you got hurt,” I told him when I could manage.

  “Don’t worry about it. It’s not your fault,” he said.

  “Yes it is. I led him right to you. He could have killed you,” I replied.

  “But he didn’t. I held my own pretty good,” Cody said and he winked at me, then winced because it was the blackened eye. He smiled at me and I felt a little better.

  “I’m still sorry. You’re very brave,” I told him and then added,” You’re my hero.”

  “I’ll get my ass kicked for you anytime,” he said and I couldn’t help but laugh. Then he hugged me and said, “I guess I’m a lover, not a fighter.”

  I looked at him and laughed, “I can vouch for that. You’re an amazing lover but at least you can take a beating.” Cody laughed but winced again and grabbed his ribs. I felt better and Lucas was in jail. For how long, I wasn’t sure but the police told me I’d be hearing from a detective about all of this and he would let me know what my options were. Cody and I ordered pizza and wings and I wrapped some ice in a towel for him. Later that evening someone knocked on my door and I almost jumped out of my skin.

  “I’ll get it,” Cody said and went to the door and opened it. I half expected Lucas to come barging in, but it was a police detective.

  “I’m looking for Nina Johnson,” he said and Cody invited him in.

  “I’m Nina,” I told the detective.

  “The Santa Cruz Police Department is dropping the charges against the man that assaulted you...Lucas Stanley,” he said as he looked at his notes and found Lucas’ name. I gasped but he looked up and continued,” Sorry, he’s wanted in Illinois and we’re going to extradite him there. I talked with the detectives in Chicago and they say he’s wanted for assault and burglary. You shouldn’t have to worry about him anymore. Not for 10 to 20 years anyway.”


  I felt relief wash over me, “Thank you.”

  “Since we’re dropping the charges stemming from the incident today, you won’t be required to testify or anything,” he said and turned to leave. As he opened the door, he turned and said, “You’re lucky to have a friend like Cody. He’s a good kid.”

  “He’s my boyfriend,” I corrected and the detective smiled and left. How did he know Cody or that he was a good guy? Cody must have seen the question on my face.

  “My dad’s a cop. They all know me. I can’t get away with shit around this town,” Cody said and made me laugh.

  “I wouldn’t have guessed that until you stood up for me,” I said. He smiled.

  “You want to go to my house? You don’t have TV and I’m probably not going to feel like doing much for a day or three,” he asked me. I couldn’t afford a TV. Not if I wanted to buy groceries.

  “Sure, if you want. I can drive if you need me to,” I offered. He declined and I was relieved. Not only wasn’t I used to driving around California but I hadn’t driven a stick shift in years. I grabbed some stuff and we left to go to Cody’s house. I wondered where a guy like Cody lived. I couldn’t believe it when we got there. “You live with your parents?” I asked.

  “No, this is my house,” he said and then he added, “You win a few surfing competitions and they throw a lot money at you.” His house wasn’t huge, but it wasn’t small either. Even so, it was the location that blew me away. His house was built on the cliffs overlooking Monterey Bay and you could see the boardwalk from his living room. It was so different than I imagined and after he gave me a tour, I had one question.

  “Why did we sleep in your bus last night?” I asked.

  “You didn’t like it?” he replied.

  “No...I mean yes, but your house is amazing,” I replied.

  “Yeah, it’s nice. My mom insisted I buy it as an investment. She manages my money,” Cody explained. I was at a loss. I never expected this. I assumed by the look of his Volkswagen bus that he lived in shack on the beach or something.

 

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