by Marie Cole
Kent rolled over onto his back and pushed himself up from the ground, rubbing the dirt off of his pants. He walked over closer to us but made no moves to stop me.
"I dunno, dude. She might have the right to," Kent snickered.
"Damn straight I do, I'm the winner! Too bad you didn't win the special prize, Mike, or you could've had my ass." Mike groaned and pounded his forehead against the tree.
"Not fair."
"So what is your special prize, Elly?" Kent asked as he moved closer and put his arm around me to draw my attention away from Mike behind the tree.
"I get to pick the next activity, and who gets to tag along," I smiled sweetly, turning away from Mike and the tree shield.
Kent kept his arm on my shoulder and looked down at me. "So what is it going to be, sweetheart? Wait. Make that choice after we have some more booze!" Kent grabbed my hand and pulled me over to the limo to get some more liquor.
My eyes widened as I followed him. What the hell had happened to Kent? He wanted to get hammered?
Mike came out from the tree and Paul climbed into the limo. He grabbed out the rest of the mini bar contents and held them out to everyone else getting in.
Kent took a bottle as he climbed into the limo and when I climbed in he took me by the hand and pulled me over to the seat beside him. He held his little bottle up to mine and slurred slightly. "Congo-rats" He downed the shot easily.
I grinned and then put mine in my lap. I was drunk enough I wasn't going to have anymore until I knew I wouldn't black out but I surely wasn't going to stop the rest of them from having a good time. I held mine out to Kent. "Here, you missed one."
Kent shrugged his shoulders, a large grin on his lips, and drank it quickly. He coughed. "So,Elly.. what is the next thing going to be?"
"Video game competition at your mom's house. The junk food is waiting but the Dew has been replaced with jello shots." I smiled and looked around at the boys. "Everyone game?"
"Oh my gawd. More alcohol?" Kent chuckled. "Are you going to hold my hair later, Elly, when I throw up?"
I laughed at the thought. "Sure, I will." I looked at the other two who looked ready to sleep. "Are you two out??"
Kent looked at the other two. "Pussy number one!" He pointed at Mike. "And pussy number two." He pointed at Paul.
I bust out laughing.
Mike slapped his face and then Paul's. "Hell no, we ain't no pussies! Game on!"
Kent put his head back against the seat with a smug grin. "That's what I'm talking about!" Kent put his arm around me, squeezing softly. "Bestest party ever, Elly."
I pat his knee a couple of times. "That was the point." I grinned. We arrived at Kent's house and piled out. I had asked Kent's mom to go over to my mom's house for the evening so we had the house to ourselves. The living room had been set up with bowls of chips, pretzels and Twizzlers in the middle. Four Gamecube controllers were evenly spaced out and there were four shot glasses next to them.
"Okay!" I went to the fridge and pulled out a six pack, bringing it back to the table. "Rules are: If you land on a blue space, you take a drink, land on a red space everyone else takes a drink. If you land on a special space you take two drinks. If you land on a Bowzer space everyone else takes two drinks. In the mini games the winner takes a drink and if it's a draw everyone takes a drink. And you do a jello shot whenever there is a star. Got it?!" I uncapped four beers and then sat down on the single chair, leaving Kent wedged between Mike and Paul on the couch.
"What the hell are we playin'?"
"Mario Party... OH!" I turned on the GameCube and then grabbed my controller, sitting back. "And for the last three rounds all the drinks are doubled."
"You're going to be holding my hair later, Elly." Kent laughed as he picked up his controller.
My mind went to the gutter for some reason and my face flushed. I cleared my throat and stared at the large TV screen.
"Lets get this party started! Woo!" I hadn't seen Kent like this in a very long time and it made my heart happy.
Halfway through the game, three beers, and three shots later per person, Mike and Paul were passed out. Mike had claimed he had to use the bathroom and ended up laying down on the kitchen floor. Paul laughed and then fell to the side on the love seat. He didn't have enough energy to get back up. And then there were two...I landed on a blue space. "Dammit!" I picked up my beer and took a sip, a very modest sip, but he probably wasn't paying attention.
Kent chuckled as he took his turn and landed on special square.
"Oh shit," he said as he picked up his beer. He took two very large gulps which finished the beer off. "This is...wow." Kent said as he leaned back against the couch now that he had plenty of room. He put his head back against the cushion and began to sing, "Fuck You, I'm Drunk," softly. When he finished he snickered.
I sat back and watched him, a small smile on my lips. "When was the last time you were this drunk?"
"Uh.. Never." He ran his hands through his hair and made a low grumbling noise. Kent turned his head towards me. "I love you, Elly."
I held up my wrist to show him my tattoo. "I know."
"Are you gonna play or what, wench?" Kent stuck his tongue out at me and chuckled.
I gasped and stood up. I sat next to him after hitting the top of his head with a pillow. "Did you just call me a wench??"
"Yeah!" Kent laughed and turned his head to me. "You need to catch up."
I raised my eyebrows, "Catch up to what?" I picked up a controller and looked at the TV. A mini game popped up and it was Kent vs me again.
Kent sat up with his controller and tried hard. I beat him. "You drink more than I do. You have to at least be as fucked up as I am."
I grumbled as I took a tiny drink, "But I want to remember you like this."
Kent smirked as he looked at the screen. Three rounds left to go.
"Crap,everything is double." Kent played through on his turn and landed on a Bowser square. "Hah! Suck it! Double the double drink!"
I laughed and tipped back my beer four times, really only taking one gulp. "Alright, punk." I took my turn and landed on a star. "Ugh." I picked up two jello shots and sucked them down.
Kent went with two rounds left. He got us started on another mini game. I won this one too. Kent was snickering.
I sighed and finished off my beer and then bent down to get another. "Enjoying yourself?" I popped the top and set it down loudly on the table. My turn was a Bowzer and I grinned smugly.
"Having a blast.." he snickered and picked up the beer. He took four different large drinks and shook his head. "Belly can't take much more, too much in it. Wait! I'll be back!" He stood up from the couch and swayed a little bit as he made his way towards the downstairs bathroom.
I laid down, one arm over my eyes, the other on my stomach, "Oh god, Elly, what have you done?" I said to myself.
Chapter Fifty-One
Kent came back a few minutes later on his hands and knees and crawled with a snicker towards me, whispering, "Elly.. shh.." a little chuckle came out of him. "Lets go troll people in a chat!"
I pulled my arm away when I heard my name and laughed at him, still laying down, "Trolling? How old are we? 15?" I rolled onto my side, "How about we go watch big boob porn instead?"
There was a shrug of his shoulders. "Okay." He said and started crawling towards the stairs that led up to his old room. Kent got to the stairs and used the hand rail to pull himself up. I followed behind him, giggling at his physical impairment.
Kent made it up the stairs and when they had to go by his mom's room. Even though she wasn't there, he still put his finger up to his lips. "Shh..." He smiled and opened his door and went in. After I came in he shut the door. "Go start the computer up. I'm going to set the mood!" He chuckled to himself as I shook my head.. Kent had turned the little lamp on when he'd come in, but now he went over and started lighting candles, very carefully around his room.
I headed for the computer. I turned it on and then turned ar
ound to watch him. I found myself biting my lower lip, hoping he wasn't going to burn down the house.
Kent got the candles lit and swayed a little as he went and turned the lamp off. Kent moved over to the edge of his bed and took a seat. "You're in charge of the porn!"
"Ok...not sure you really want to do that but..." I turned around and moved my chair over so he could see the screen too from his position on the bed. I opened the browser history to see what was there, just like old times. I had to go way back in the browser history to find anything. What I found was not big boob porn but girls with average assets. Pretty girls that looked more normal than fake.
"What the hell, Kent? Where are the big boobs??"
"People grow out of stuff, Elly." He laughed.
I laughed. "You're gonna grow out of your pants in a few minutes."
"Whatever!" He shook his head and scratched his hand through his hair.
I clicked and typed and clicked again and finally there was a little movie on the screen, it was a cheerleader and a football player having sex. And just like every porn it started with the girl bobbing on the guy's penis.
Kent sat there on the edge of the bed and watched the screen of the monitor. His cheeks weren't blushing.
I glanced between him and the screen and closed it when I didn't see his blush. "Hmm...not working."
Kent raised his eyebrow at me and looked a little curious. "What's not working? "
I looked over my shoulder as I started another movie, one girl and four guys. I jumped ahead to the sex part. It was hardcore and the girl was loud. "Embarrassing you. Your cheeks aren't turning pink."
Kent smiled at me as his eyes shifted to the screen behind me. There was a little action before I caught his tongue running along his lips.
"Like this?" Kent was beginning to chew at his lip as he looked at me and then back at the screen. I glanced at his pants, noting the outline of something that wasn't there before. "I guess so." I grinned and shifted in my seat as I looked at the computer screen. It was hot, I had to admit.
"It's hot in here," Kent said as he pulled the shirt over his head with a little trouble. He dropped it on the floor and looked back at the screen.
I glanced back and realized immediately that it was a mistake seeing his naked torso. I turned back to the screen and started twirling my hair slowly between my fingers. "Getting hot and bothered back there?"
Kent snickered. "Maybe a little. Why you hiding over there, Elly?"
I shook my head and glanced at him briefly to try to prove that I wasn't. "I'm not hiding."
"Mhmm. You did your part now come watch the movie."
I pointed at the computer screen. "I am. I would say I have a better view than you, it's bigger up here."
"Being a size queen now, Elly?" He smirked and laid back on the bed. His pants looked like a tent. I looked away quickly. What was I doing?
"No, I mean it is pretty interesting. These guys things are ...impressive. And I didn't know a guy could last so long."
"Pfft. There are ways to last longer. It's not all about getting off in ten minutes."
I turned in my seat and looked at him, "Oh yeah? What ways are those?" Kent never wanted to talk about sex and now was my chance to pick his brain.
"I'll tell you but you have to come over here first." He pat the spot on the bed next to his thigh.
I shrugged off all those thoughts telling me I shouldn't and went over to Kent. I sat down beside him, and put my hands. "Okay, now tell me."
"Oh, I don't know if I can tell you, my back is aching, it's all I can think about."
I rolled my eyes, "Oh my god, does that usually work on Jen? Because it's not going to work on me." I stood up and put my hands on my hips, looking down at his smirking face.
"No. I don't need to come up with lame lines for her to fall into bed with me. But you..."
He grabbed my wrist and gently pulled it towards him. He tried to get my hand on his chest but I pulled away before it could.
"Yes, I'm not easy. Welcome to the world of Elly. If a guy wants to get into my pants he has to work for it..." I looked up at the ceiling briefly, "Well, nowadays anyway."
I looked back down to him and then tried to take a step back. His arm wrapped around my behind and pulled me roughly to him. We fell back onto the bed together, my boobs pressed against Kent's bare chest. His dark eyes glittered in the low lighting and I sucked in a deep breath.
"Kent, what are you-" my words were interrupted by Kent's kiss. His lips pressed firmly against mine, I felt his fingers digging into my back, holding me in place against him.
I shook my head, turning my head to the side to prevent more kissing, "I can't. You won't remember any of it in the morning."
Kent looked up at me with his eyes full of lust. "I'll remember." His hips pressed up so his erection ground against me again. "How could I forget this? How could I forget you giving this to me?"
My eyes fluttered closed, my cheeks flushed. I felt his hand move up into my hair and felt his fist tighten within it. That hand pulled my head down so our lips could meet again. I was like putty in his hands, the submissive between us. I let him kiss me, waiting for my mind to shut off and stop telling me how wrong this was. The kiss was broken by him as he nipped at my bottom lip.
"Just give in already, Elly. Let your body do what it wants." Kent's other hand slid down and moved under my shirt, his hot fingers touching the soft skin of my side.
I swallowed hard, my eyes still closed. Could I do this again? Could I throw my heart into the fire, letting it possibly get burned up? I was frozen there, my hands on his chest. "Kent..."
He shifted on the bed with me so that he was on top of me. The hand in my hair moved to the back of my neck and pulled my head forward for a more forceful kiss. His hand on my side skimmed under my shirt til it almost touched my sports bra.
I shivered underneath him, a soft moan escaping me as his hand and lips claimed me, burning my skin, sending pulses of fire between my thighs. My legs closed around his waist unconsciously and I squeezed him, lifting my hips wanting release already.
The kiss held and his hand moved up to take hold of one of my breasts. Kent pressed his hips against me to let me feel his erection again.
My hips moved up and then down, my center rubbing against his erection. I moaned against his lips, my hands moving to the back of his head, gripping his neck tight as I kissed him back. The want getting hotter and harder to resist. He leaned back after breaking the kiss, moving his hand between our bodies, rubbing my sweet spot.
My eyes were still closed, my back arched as my feet fell to the bed, releasing my hold on him. My hips thrust up, trying to force the friction to my liking. "Oh god, Kent!"
He let me control the friction for a moment before both of his hands met at the band of my spandex pants. They were yanked down past my hips and his hand thrust back between my thighs. I gasped as he pushed my thong to the side, his finger brushing between my curls.
My hands went to his hair, pulling at it as I rolled my hips. He lowered his head as his other hand lifted my shirt just a little so he could kiss my stomach. My thighs tried to close to capture his arm. Kent placed a soft kiss under my belly button. I felt his teeth catch the soft flesh of one of my thighs as he allowed one finger to slide inside of me.
"Don't you want me? Don't you want to feel me deep inside you?"
The breath from his words tickled the inside of my thigh. I gasped, gripping his hair tighter, my body so responsive beneath his.
"Yes...yes."
I started to buck my hips but resisted, pushing my hips back down when they were halfway up. I raised my head and looked down at him in the dimly lit flickering light, his dark eyes looked up into mine. I knew I'd never forget the image of him between my thighs.
The computer screen had gone black into power save mode, and the only light was from the flickering candles, but there was still enough of it. A smile moved along his lips as his head lowered and his tongue mov
ed along with his finger. His tongue began to tease my clit while his finger moved in and out of me. The whole time his eyes kept looking into mine.
It was too much, too intense, my head dropped back onto his pillow, my hands still tense in his hair as he ate me out. My hips moved up and down in a slow rhythm. I felt his slick finger sliding in and out of my tightness, his tongue on me caused little white bursts behind my eyelids.
It felt so fucking good, the best thing I'd ever felt. I never, ever wanted it to end. My hips stuttered as I tried to break the rhythm, trying to make myself last longer. My loud moans filled the room.
His finger and tongue stopped moving. I could hear him speak and feel his hot breath below the belt. "Ask me. Ask me to get you off."
My body was glistening with a light sheen, the exertion from resisting my orgasm showing on my skin. I lifted my head and looked down at him. I kept my lips pressed together, a little frown on my face as I lifted my hips, trying to shut him up with my wet heat.
He slid down more on the bed and his arms moved around either hip. His hands came to rest on my thighs where his fingers pressed into my skin. His face buried against my crotch as his tongue pushed between my lips and wiggled inside of me.
I gasped loudly and tried to wiggle away from him, "Kent!..."
My hands had lost his hair and gripped the bedspread beside my hips tightly. His face pressed against me as his tongue moved around inside of me.
My body curled up, my strings as tight as they could be, my explosion on the brink of happening. "Wait, Kent, wait!..."
Kent paused for a moment, kissing the inside of my thigh. I panted softly, letting myself uncoil and cool down. I looked down at him.
"You taste so good, Elly. Why do you want me to stop?"
Him saying that was a huge turn on, I groaned, "Um..." I was stalling, "Uh..." I bit my lower lip.
"If you can't tell me I'm going to keep going." He said as his tongue ran over my lips just once. I shivered and lifted my hips, moaning loudly. "Um..."
Again his face buried in my crotch. His tongue was unrelenting as it wiggled inside of me and his fingers gripped my thighs. I let out a little scream as he devoured me, and finally I blew. My body spasmed and gushed as he forced my orgasm from me. My hips raised and then fell, trying to stop the sweet pain.
