by Lainey Fox
Once steadied on her feet, she decided to place a face to the hunk.
"Locke?" She half screamed.
"Yes ma'am, at your service" he replied with a touch of sarcasm. "So, do you need help getting one of those?"
"Me? No, no. I was just, you know, just looking," she said in a rush.
The events of two nights before rushed back at her in tides. How was he so at ease? Was he not the naked party?
"Okay, if you are sure," he shrugged as he headed for the counter.
There was no way she was taking the dildo now. She stalled for a bit before finally heading to the counter with the beverages. She would just have to order the toy online.
Alas, Locke was standing right outside the stall. His back leaning against her car, hands tucked in his pockets and his legs stretched out in front of him in a scissor-like stance. She stared at his belt buckle for a while, what a monster it tamed beneath.
"I was wondering if I could get a ride home. You know, since you are here and I am here and you are headed home. You are headed home right?"
She hadn't completed her operation and vengeance quest but she found herself nodding her head in acceptance. Words evaded her. They seem to be doing a lot of that lately whenever Locke was close by. She had tried her best possible to avoid him the past days. Shame, she always failed at everything.
The ride home was filled with silence. Terra adjusted uncomfortably in her seat, the tensed air was choking. Locke seemed relax. He stared at her, obviously noticing her distress.
"We could talk about the other night you know?"
"Uhhh.... There's nothing to talk about. I was wrong to have barged into your room the way I did."
He placed a palm on her knee, she shivered as she felt his warmth seep into her skin. She could reach climax if he just touched her a little more.
"I've thought about you a lot you know?"
"About me?" She swallowed in disbelief
"Yes, and about this petite body of yours. I watch you mop and clean the house everyday as your hips sway in every direction to the music from your headphones. I noticed you do not wear any underwear which gets me thinking you sleep naked at night."
Terra swerved the car with a force to the left. If he continued with this, he would get them both killed. Locke chuckled and asked her to park the car. Soon, they switched seats.
"Spread your legs!" He commanded.
Without question, she spread her legs. He slipped a hand beneath her skirt. She shivered as his palm came in contact with her thighs, it was rough, warm and sensual all in one. He stroked the swollen lips of her pussy, bathing his fingers in its wetness. She gasped and closed her eyes, she wanted to savor the feeling even if she was dreaming, she would enjoy it till she wakes.
He pulled at a side of the panties until he heard the snap sound that signaled it's destruction. It fell free of her with ease. He pressed the tip of his finger to her entrance again, lubricating it for entrance and without warning he slammed his finger in. He pushed it in as deep as it could go. Terra thrashed in ecstasy, she didn't want it to stop. His finger felt much better than hers when she pleasured herself.
He continued working his finger into her and she held the seat in a vice-like grip. He added another finger and increased his pace while he stroked her clit with his thumb. Her lips formed an O as she reached her climax. She vibrated vigorously; her pussy squeezed him in as she sought to ride the last of her orgasm.
"We are home" he said and she forced her eyes open.
She saw Locke open the door to the car, step out and head towards the house without as much as giving her a second look. Unbelievable! He acted like nothing had happened. What was he supposed to do? Her mind questioned her.
Seeing as she had no answer to that, she locked the car and headed to her room. She was going to hold on to this gratification, however little, as long as she had to.
3
Terra stared at her reflection in the mirror as she combed the knots out of her hair. Locke said he had been watching her dance while she cleaned, her heart leapt for joy. He had been interested in her. She tied the hair in a ponytail.
"See?" She said to her reflection "I didn't grow fat and ugly. I am still appealing!"
A knock on her door pulled her from her soliloquy. He heart crawled up to her mouth as she asked, "Who is it?"
The response she got was another knock on the door. "It's open, she finally said."
Locke walked into her room and stood inches close to the door.
"Are you absolutely sure you want this?"
"Yes" she whispered.
He bolted the door and walked up to her. He pulled her from her seat and crushed his lips against hers. She moaned in pleasure and returned his kiss with as much vigor as she could manage. Their tongues locked in a battle for dominance until his won.
Then, he pushed her to the bed and she landed with a thud. She was given no time to recover from the fall because he was on top of her almost immediately. He ripped the shirt she wore, the buttons falling everywhere. He was a ripper, she registered in her mind. He pulled the shirt loose of her. With a swift move, he pulled both her hands above her head, his member poking at her face through his jeans. He focused on using the torn shirt to fix her hands firmly to the bedpost. She tugged at it when it was done, stiff. He knew what he was doing, she thought.
She was without underwear, as he had expected. He eyed the pink buds that stood erect. He squeezed a nipple in one hand and suckled on the other like a starved infant. Terra couldn't keep the moans in, she could not remember when last she was this aroused. Has she ever been this aroused? She could not tell. Her thoughts were in bubbles fading away. He stopped and she almost cried.
He nipped her ear and began kissing the length of her neck again. She tugged at her constraints. It didn't feel fair that she would be completely naked and he, completely clothed. Smack! Came a sound that signaled he had hit her breast.
"Lie still" he commanded.
She moaned as she felt the sting of the pain dissipate further with each tweak of her nipple. He stood, and slowly undressed, all the while holding her gaze steady. She blushed shamelessly as his member sprang free from its confines and faced her direction. It seemed to have a mind of its own. Now fully erect, she gasped at the size of it. She doubted it would fit in her.
He spread her legs to their widest capacity and placed a wet kiss on her labia. She jerked and moaned. He licked, and gauged her response. He began the process of licking and suckling, pressing his tongue deep into her pussy and grabbing her clit between his teeth every once in a few laps. She curled her toes and thrust her hips in his face, it was the best she could do in her position.
He stopped abruptly, standing with his erection at her entrance, he teased her pussy.
“Mmmmm,” she moaned in frustration. "Please," she called out.
"Please what?"
She struggled to think about it, what was she begging him for? She wanted more was all she knew at that point.
"Please make love to me"
"Wrong answer" he said with a shake of his head.
She tried again, she didn't want to disappoint him.
"Please fuck me?" She said unsure.
He groaned in approval as he plunged into her. She let out a painful gasp as her body expanded a little more to fit him in.
"Shit!" He hissed. "Did Andrew never fuck you? You are so tight."
"Months..." Was all the reply her brain was producing.
Once he was completely sheathed, he licked his lips and ordered her "Open you eyes Terra."
Her lids fluttered for a bit until they opened steadily
"Look at me. Keep those beautiful eyes on me".
Holding her gaze, he thrust deep into her. It was too much to handle. He was ramming into her with the force of a sex-starved beast. He meant it when he said he wanted to fuck her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as her orgasm possessed her. The only sounds she was aware of was the grunt Locke emit
ted silently and the squeaky sound the bed made with each firm thrust. Her walls gripped his member tight, milking him of his seed as he spewed them inside of her. She felt fulfilled.
"Not yet" he said as he watched her struggle with sleep.
He spun her around, careful not to hurt her still bound wrists. He was determined to have as much of Terra before his brother's arrival. With a force Terra had come to get used to, Locke buried himself inside her walls. Her breast bounced with every thrust and Locke reached out and squeezed her nipples beneath her. He grabbed them as they dangled carelessly. After a few minutes, he collapsed beside her.
"I should fuck you more often"
Terra smiled, she had been to heaven and back. Needless to say her sleep was blissful.
4
Jane engaged herself in the completion of the last of the house chores while silently watching Terra who seemed in a universe of her own. She hummed to herself, her eyes glinting with a secret Jane knew she was dying to share.
"I am listening," Jane said as as she returned the last of her cleaning item. She collapsed on the sofa as she waited for Terra's tale.
"Guess," Terra said. The excitement was evident.
"I don't guess. Just tell me"
"Give it a try!" She pestered
"Fine!" Tapping her forefingers to her head rhythmically, Jane forced a guess. "Yes! You were finally able to dent Andrew's account?"
Terra rolled her eyes in disapproval. "I had sex!"
"So Andrew is back? I didn't know"
Terra was growing weary of the discussion. So, she made silence her response and waited for Jane to put two and two together. Jane had the nagging feeling that Andrew was not the one that offered her friend climatic ecstasy and Terra's silence was further proof.
"Who?" She questioned.
"Locke," Terra replied with a smile.
She knew it was improper, what she had done. But where was morals when she was dying inside? If morals wanted a place in her conscience, it had to be able to give her a list of things it did to help her through her misery. Jane pressed her palm to her lips to shade the O it had formed. She looked around desperately to make sure no one to close enough to eavesdrop on their discussion.
"Locke? You both are like related!" Jane half screamed and half whispered.
"By marriage alone. Which by the way isn't working. Need I remind you of that?"
"I am just saying it could have been anybody else!" She sighed. "You do seem happy so I guess it is fine. So tell me, was he good in the sack?"
"Good is an understatement! He is so much bigger and better than Andrew. I really don't care now, if or not Andrew returns!" She said remorselessly.
They sat there for hours talking about all the pleasure Locke had taught her body to enjoy. She went on and on about the promises Locke had made, how he would leave her sore when next she was home. Jane could tell Terra couldn't wait to leave. She was probably here so as not to leave her stranded and alone on their "girls day". They had picked a day in the week to always keep each other company, talk about anything and everything or just get wasted. Right now, Jane felt alone, her friend most definitely didn't want any more of their Wednesday "girls day". Jane listened carefully as Terra stuffed her eardrums with as much detail as she could remember, which was plenty detail she noted. It would be useful to add onboard her train of thoughts when next she sought to pleasure herself.
Their eight hours schedule ended six hours early, Terra was in such a hurry. Jane had never seen Terra like this.
With a screech, her car came to a stop. She hurriedly exited her car and slammed the door. She saw Steve at her first look into the boutique and she hurried towards where he stood. She pried him loose of the customer he was attending to and he stumbled to keep up with her as she dragged him into the VIP section.
"Chill babe! You are going to ruin my leather with the way you pull me." He complained as he pulled his hand free and smoothened the skin of his leather pants.
"I need another set of lingerie!" She breathed, the toll of the speed she had been applying evident in her voice.
At the sound of her request, Steve lightened up, the anger he felt completely dispelled.
"Did you? Did you?" He asked, his excitement hindering him from completing the question.
"I did" she blushed "He is a ripper. I have lost all my lingerie! Good thing his brother is rich tho."
"Details honey! Details," Steve said as he clasped his hands together and pulled her down to sit beside him.
Terra had never been one to enjoy repeating the details of a particular event, but retelling this one got her aroused with each sexual scene she discussed. When she was done, she could swear she saw Steve's member poke at its leather covering.
"No Steve, this one is all mine," she chuckled as she nodded to his evident arousal.
Just noticing his eavesdropping member, he laughed hysterically "Of course he is!"
Just then, a man walked into the room, after placing a chaste kiss on Terra's left cheek, he went up to Steve and whispered something in his ear. Whatever he said got Steve blushing and his member more pronounced. The man placed a firm kiss on Steve's lips and walked out.
"Is that... Is that not your ex?"
"Yes, it is"
"Well?" Terra said as she spread open both arms awaiting an explanation.
"He said he was sorry! He missed me and he came back with an accent. You know how I have a weakness for accents!" He defended himself
She blinked in astonished anger.
"He is not sorry Steve! He is just broke! That's why he remembered you!" She stood up with a force that sent her seat inches away from her. "Accent my ass! How could you be so smart, yet so stupid. He is just going to hurt you again!"
"I know" he said. "But you just can't help who you love. I will just enjoy it while he is here." He said as he smiled sadly at her.
She was taken aback. She was the defeat that was evident in his eyes. He was hurting for love. In that minute, she felt like kicking his ex's ass back to the gutter where he belonged. Steve deserved better!
She packed up her bag of recent purchase and headed home when she had made sure she tickled a laugh out of her friend.
"I will give him hell if he hurts you again," she said as she placed a kiss on his forehead, making him feel like a child in mama's arms.
"I know you will. Enjoy your new found distraction," he waved at her through the transparency of the door.
5
"I know, I just can't right now" Locke repeated to Fiona.
She wasn't having any of it.
"You have never been uninterested in sex! This is not a good new!" She whined.
"Believe me babe, I am very much interested in sex, I just don't want it with you. Not now. I will have you around for a very long time, this one is limited."
"That's it! You have turned gay," she pouted. "What else would explain the past week of constantly refusing sex?"
Locke would have laughed if he didn't feel insulted and angry.
"You need to go" he gritted.
"Prove me wrong Locke!" She screamed.
That was it! He had had enough.
"Take off your clothes and hold up your legs in the air".
She obliged in delight as she swiftly positioned herself. He pulled down his pants and briefs in one hard pull. Mounting the bed, he didn't bother himself with a foreplay as he just pushed himself in. Fiona was always wet and willing. He slammed into her with so much force he could swear he touched her womb. Fiona struggled to catch her breath, she could not keep up with his pace. It was all too much. She moaned loudly and he pressed his palm to her lips to silence her. In a matter of minutes, she was thrashing violently as her climax overpowered her.
He pulled out almost immediately and adorned his pants, he didn't bother with a release.
"I hope that is proof enough for you." His voice was even, he showed no signs of being affected by his recent exercise.
Fiona struggled stil
l to breathe.
"Let me help you finish. I am sorry I doubted you."
"Go home now!" He ordered.
"Fine, but I will be back."
As she opened the door to leave, there stood Terra. Her armed raised in the air as she was about to knock. Fiona winked at her as she walked past. Terra felt anger fill her up. He had slept with one of his bimbos. She turned around to leave.
Locke pulled at her wrist. "Are you seriously mad at me?"
