Hummingbird

by Nathan L. Flamank

  Jack flicked the headlights to full beam and the quarry was lit with bright, artificial white light and Selena could see a few pieces of long abandoned machinery and large oil barrels off to her right, beyond the forgotten machinery she could just make out an old shack with one of those portable toilets that she always saw at the county fair resting on its side next to the shack.

  Jack had smiled at her and told her to get out of the car and she had complied, she’d walked to the front of the Audi and bent over the hood and spread her feet wide apart; she’d watched as Jack climbed out of the car and Selena felt a trickle of fear climb up her spine when she clocked the gun in his hand.

  ‘Follow me,’ Jack had said and Selena had pushed herself up from the hood of the car; Jack hadn’t told her to cover her breasts and so she had followed him, not an easy feat in her six inch heels and the ground was so uneven that a couple of times she had almost ended up on her ass.

  Jack came up behind Selena and his right arm came around her, his hand ran down her extended arms to her hands which were gripping the pistol in a two handed grip and she could smell his cologne and feel his groin pressing against her ass, she licked her lips and attempted to keep her breathing steady and slow.

  ‘You’re snapping at the trigger Selena,’ Jack said and she could feel the warmth of his breath caressing her right ear, his mouth was so close to her skin. ‘Caress the trigger, lightly pulling, breathe in, breathe out and gently pull the trigger this time, nice and slowly.’

  Jack’s hand came away from hers and then his hands were on her hips and he told her to move, to her widen her stance a couple of inches and she did as he told her.

  Selena breathed slowly, Jack’s groin pressing tight against her ass now, his hands on her hips holding her firmly in place.

  ‘Slowly Selena.’

  Selena sighted down the pistol and followed Jack’s instructions, when her finger tightened on the trigger this time she didn’t snap her finger back but applied pressure lightly and when the shot rang out she didn’t jump like she had during her last six attempts and she laughed when the beer bottle exploded on top of the upside down barrel that Jack had positioned for her twenty minutes ago.

  Selena twisted her upper body and smiled at Jack.

  ‘I did it,’ she squealed with delight.

  ‘Again.’

  Selena nodded and sighted on the next bottle and five seconds later she pulled the trigger and the bottle she was aiming at also exploded in a shower of glass.

  Selena laughed and she fired three more times and hit her targets twice.

  The slide on the pistol locked back and Selena lowered the empty pistol so that the pipe was pointing at the ground beneath her feet. The air around her face was heavy in cordite and she could see spent shell cases sparkling in the weeds, she turned to Jack and he took the pistol from her.

  Selena was giddy with delight and before she knew what she was doing she kissed Jack, planting a wet smacker on his mouth. Selena pulled back and laughed.

  ‘I loved that, you were right.’

  Jack ejected the empty clip and slotted a fresh one in, he racked the slide, secured the safety and waved Selena ahead of him.

  Selena was still buzzing from the power she had felt when she had pulled the trigger and for the first time in her life she finally got why so many people loved guns.

  Selena gingerly picked her way across the rough terrain, the car was facing her, the headlights illuminating them, she had to keep her face down so as not to be blinded by the headlights.

  ‘I mean it Jack,’ she said when she reached the front of the Audi, ‘I can’t think of a better way to get rid of stress; that was just so fucking much fun.’

  ‘Oh I can think of something much more fun,’ Jack said from right behind her and Selena cried out when Jack pushed her from behind.

  Selena gasped as Jack pushed her down on to the hood of the Audi, her breasts crushed beneath her and Selena braced her palms flat against the Audi’s curves so that her arms were spread out wide like the upper two points of the letter X and Selena felt Jack’s hands tug her dress down over her ass and thighs and he quickly had the dress off of her, Selena turned her head so that she could look back over her right shoulder and she watched as Jack roughly kicked her feet apart so that now she was a complete X and she gasped when Jack pressed his left hand against her lower back and his right hand moved to her thong, his fingers curled beneath the flimsy piece of lingerie and he ripped the thong from her ass and Selena cried out.

  ‘I’m yours Jack, do with me as you will,’ Selena panted and she groaned when he began to tug at the buttons of his jeans and when she saw his cock begin to appear she licked her lips and smiled.

  ‘Use me Jack, do anything.’

  Selena couldn’t believe how desperate she was to have Jack inside her, in less than 48 hours she had gone from fully resenting Jack to admitting that she had never stopped loving him to now just wanting to be used, to be nothing but a receptacle for Jack to do with as he saw fit.

  Selena looked from Jack’s groin to his face and she could see the lust and need etched on his chiselled features and when his eyes settled on hers she returned his smile and nodded her head in full consent.

  ‘Do it Jack, fuck me,’ she practically spat and then she was crying out, the cry sounded and rebounded all across the quarry, the cry was half pleasure and half pain as Jack slammed his cock hard up in to cunt; the sensation of her cunt being stretched so fully and so quickly tore through Selena, she hadn’t expected him to just ram his huge, thick cock up her but that was exactly what he had done and when he was in all the way Selena groaned, she had to bite her bottom lip to prevent her cries from continuing and then Jack withdrew fully from her and the sudden feeling of emptiness, of loss shocked Selena.

  Selena opened her mouth to say something but her words were cut off when Jack once again slammed his cock up inside her.

  ‘Fuckkkk!’ Selena yelled, she could feel all nine inches of his length, and its thickness stretching her and Jack grabbed a fistful of her long blonde hair and he yanked Selena back hard, lifting her whole upper body from the surface of the car and Selena cried out but this time there was no pain only pleasure and when Jack’s free hand slipped around to her stomach and moved down between her legs to tease her swollen clitoris Selena cried out as her orgasm hit.

  ‘H-h-holy fuck!’ Selena cried.

  Jack twisted her hair in his hand and she turned her face as far as she could and Jack’s mouth closed over hers, she pushed her tongue willingly between his lips and he was grunting and groaning in to her mouth and she knew that her own noises were exact copies of his own.

  Jack’s fingers rubbed and teased and pinched her clitoris, stretching the sensitive bud, rolling it between his fingertips and Selena groaned in to his mouth as a second orgasm slammed in to her and she could feel her whole body coming apart in a series of explosions.

  Shit, shit, shit, kept repeating itself in her mind as her orgasms just continued. How is this possible? Was it always like this with him? Were we always this compatible? Jesus Christ here comes another one!

  Jack could feel Selena’s whole body convulsing and he pounded her tightness harder, with each forward thrust he could feel Selena having to go up high on to the very tips of her toes and he released her mouth and she gasped.

  ‘I love you!’ Selena cried.

  Jack slammed up inside her again.

  ‘Again,’ he said.

  ‘I love you.’

  Jack withdrew fully from her wetness and Selena sighed with loss.

  ‘Again,’ he repeated.

  ‘I love you, I love you, I love…’

  Jack thrust hard, his cock stretching her, his length disappearing all the way up inside her smoothness until his balls slapped against her and he pushed Selena forwards and he stepped back and his cock slipped free and Selena cried out as he spun her around and now she was on her back looking up at him and Jack smiled down at her as he lifted h
er legs so that her calves were resting on his shoulders and Selena began to slide down the car.

  Jack braced her and raised her groin towards him and Selena’s eyes widened when she realised what he was about to do and he didn’t give her the opportunity to protest and Selena took in one long breath as Jack pressed his thick glans against her puckered anus and he pushed forwards, Selena cried out as her ass hole was stretched wide as Jack slowly pushed his cock inch by inch in to her ass.

  Selena had to brace her hands against his strong thighs, her arms locked straight to prevent her from sliding forwards and she looked up at the night sky as Jack’s cock continued to plunge deeper up in to the extreme tightness of her virginal ass.

  ‘Again,’ Jack said and Selena gasped as he finally came to a stop, and she realised the only reason he had stopped was because he couldn’t go any further, his cock, his massive fucking cock! Was fully up inside her ass and Selena blew air between her pursed lips.

  ‘Again,’ Jack repeated and she didn’t know what it was that he was doing but she felt a bolt of pleasure fire through her. Did he just clench his cock or something? It felt like his cock just expanded, what the…

  ‘Again,’ Jack repeated for the third time and Selena finally heard his words, she’d been so caught up in the moment.

  Selena was panting and gasping and laughing but she managed to say, ‘I love you.’

  Jack had his right arm crossed over her raised legs, holding her in position and Selena moaned as Jack slowly began to withdraw his hardness from her ass and just when she thought his glans was about to pop free he thrust forwards and Selena cried out and she couldn’t believe it, she hadn’t expected there to be pleasure in this but by the third powerful thrust Selena could feel an orgasm approaching and Jack’s thrusts grew faster and harder and Selena felt each and every inch of every forward thrust stretching her and she began to grunt in time to every thrust and then..

  What the fuck? Selena thought and then her orgasm hit and it was like nothing she had ever experienced before, Jack’s cock pounded in and out of her ass; he never fully withdrew but Selena wouldn’t have cared as she was broken apart by an orgasm that she couldn’t even begin to comprehend.

  How is this possible?

  ‘Fuck! Harder!’ Selena cried out.

  Did I really just say that?

  ‘Yes! Harder!’

  Selena’s whole body began to convulse and the sweat flew from her breasts and head as she arched her back, pushing up on her shoulders as the intensity of her orgasm threatened to tear her apart and then Jack slipped two fingers deep in to her cunt and Selena totally lost it.

  ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ Selena cried as her orgasm became the only reason for her existence and she cried out and she watched as she began to squirt from between her legs.

  Well, that’s a new one, Selena thought and she was laughing as her squirting intensified, her fluids drenching not only her groin and stomach but also Jack’s torso and Selena squeezed Jack’s thighs and then Jack’s cries peaked even her own and Selena roared her desires as she felt Jack’s cock exploding all the way up inside her ass and she could actually feel Jack’s come filling the cavity of her ass and with that image in her mind’s eye, of Jack’s thick come coating her inner walls another orgasm hit and Selena just gave in to it and rode it for all she was worth, and by the time it was all finally over she had never felt so exhausted.

  *****

  Harry moved through the streets of the great city unseen and unheard by the population, he moved without fear for he knew the streets like no other. Harry had first come to the city as a young man with high hopes of making it in the world of show business but like so many others his dreams were soon squashed.

  For Harry his downfall had been quick and relatively painless. Audition after audition finally landed him a role in a well-known play and the reviews he received lauded him as a great potential and soon a small measure of fame came to him and with it came money, not a fortune, but more than he had ever seen before and oh how the young women around him swooned after him; Harry was a very handsome young man and he had no end of females seeking his company and to bathe in his reflected fame.

  Shortly after his third play he was introduced to the world of narcotics, everyone was doing it and oh how he liked the buzz and soon he was persuaded to try that most magical of drugs, one hit of that brown liquid and he was hooked.

  Within six months the heroin had full control over him and the acting jobs and women soon faded from his world but Harry didn’t care, he had all the love he needed from the contents of his syringe but his favoured drug was not cheap and it wasn’t long before he was selling his body, first to the wealthier members of society, in those early days he was still a handsome man and men and women paid well to have Harry in their bed but as the drug really took hold and his body began to wither so did the desire for him and before that year was out (his third in the city) he was selling his ass to the lowest of lows and many nights he was left bruised and battered but at least he could still find solace in his liquid lover.

  It was a New Year’s eve when fate finally offered him a different path; he’d sold his ass to a group of ten bikers who after emptying their loads in to his ass and mouth had decided that he wasn’t worth the twenty bucks combined that had been agreed and they took to beating him with chains and metal bars, they beat him to within an inch of death and left him lying in a spreading pool of his shit, his blood and their semen.

  Harry had spent eight months in a hospital for the poor and homeless run by a charity, he spent two months in a coma and it was here that he was able to kick the habit and when he was finally discharged he vowed never to return to drugs or prostitution and now, almost twenty five years later he was still clean; his quarter of a century of being homeless on the streets had hardened him and he knew how to survive; which kitchens would feed him for free from their darkened alleys, he knew where he could go to obtain clean clothes and a shower, he knew where all the best food dumpsters were located and he also knew who the Fat Man was and how to avoid him and his many associates and so it surprised Harry when he witnessed the shooting.

  Hiding in the deep shadows Harry saw it all, he recognised the man who was shot and he knew the man who did the shooting, if Harry decided to go to the Fat Man and tell of all that he had seen the Fat Man would reward him with money and women but Harry had no such interests any more, what could the Fat Man give him that the city didn’t already provide?

  Harry watched the shooter bend down next to the man that he had just shot, the shooter spent several minutes crouched by the body and Harry saw the shooter place something on the dead man’s chest before standing up and walking away in to the night.

  Harry checked his surroundings, the street was empty and he moved across the street, Harry moved with a pronounced limp, a reminder of how cruel most men were, and when he reached the fallen man he quickly freed the dead man of his wallet, he checked the bill fold; five hundred dollars in tens and twenties and he slipped the wad of notes in to his own pocket.

  Harry put the wallet back in to the dead man’s pocket, the dead man was also wearing a very expensive gold watch but Harry left this; it would be impossible to sell without the Fat Man hearing of it.

  Harry looked at the item the shooter had placed on the dead man’s chest and Harry recognised the skill that it must have taken to make such a wonderful little sculpture and he was tempted to take it so that he could admire it often but Harry knew that the shooter had left it for a reason and so he took one more longing look at the tiny folded bird and then he too vanished in to the darkness of the night.

  *****

  Jack stepped out of the shower and grabbed a towel, he walked down to the kitchen as he dried himself off and he wrapped the towel around his waist as he put on a pot of coffee.

  Jack was not a morning person and it always took a while before he felt human. He checked the clock on the oven and saw that it was a little after 8am. He opened the door
to the balcony and then returned the coffee machine, he drummed his fingers on the counter top whilst he waited for the coffee to filter through.

  Jack heard a thump from the room above his head, he figured that Selena was getting up; moments later he heard the toilet in the en-suite flush and then he heard the shower start up.

  Jack poured himself a mug when the machine beeped and he carried his steaming mug out on to the balcony, he snatched his cigarettes from the table before stepping out on to the wooden balcony; he could tell by the warmth already in the air that the day was going to be a scorcher.

  Jack took a seat on one of several sun loungers, he lit a cigarette and enjoyed the peace and solitude that this place and this moment afforded him; he had lived a life full of violence, first in the Rangers and now with the Fat Man and as he sipped his coffee he thought about Selena’s question the previous evening: HOW MANY PEOPLE HAVE YOU KILLED JACK?

  ‘Too many,’ Jack said aloud and he finished his cigarette and coffee before dragging himself back in to the kitchen for a refill.

  Jack poured two mugs this time, he could hear Selena’s heels clicking on the metal staircase and he carried the two mugs out on to the balcony and once more took a seat on one of the loungers.

  ‘Out here,’ he called and a few moments later Selena stepped out from the kitchen.

  ‘Morning,’ Selena said.

  ‘Morning, coffee, cigarette?’

  ‘Please.’

  ‘Stand there,’ Jack said and he indicated a spot just in front of his lounger and he smiled when Selena followed his command without a second’s thought.

  Jack let his eyes roam down her body and back up again and he smiled up at her.

  ‘Take a seat Selena, how are you this morning? Sleep okay?’