Outlaw's Second Chance
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Jeremy turned to Matt. “You’re the neighbor, huh?”
“I’m the friend and you’re leaving,” Matt said as he walked towards Jeremy.
“Fine, fine,” Jeremy said, now backing up. “I’ll go.” He picked up the trash bags full of what was left of his things and walked towards the door. I opened the door for him. He went outside and turned around. “You know this isn’t over,” he said as I slammed the door.
I leaned against the door looking at Matt with my hand to my mouth, “Oh my god, that was amazing!” I ran and jumped into Matt’s arms and kissed him deeply.
“Naked time,” Matt said.
“Yes, it’s definitely naked time.”
Matt carried me all the way upstairs to my bedroom. I dropped my robe and Matt dropped his jeans. I looked down and Matt who was already hard and breathing heavily from carrying me up the stairs. I looked at him and then at his beautiful cock. I fell to my knees and tickled my fingers up his taut, muscular thighs and rested my hands on his firm ass. I pulled him into my mouth for a well-deserved Texas Twist.
“Oh God,” Matt groaned.
I made a conscious effort to make it the best blowjob of his life and from the sounds he was making, I think I succeeded. I tweaked my nipples and played with myself as I twisted and sucked away until I could feel his cock throbbing. I was so excited that I was about to cum myself. I grabbed his arms, pulling him down to me. I pushed him to his back and jumped on top. I slid his cock inside of me. I was wet, but it was still a tight and perfect fit. “I love your cock,” I cooed.
“My cock loves you.”
“Good.”
I bounced, feeling every inch enter deep inside me. It wasn’t long until I could feel Matt fill me completely. He grabbed my hips and lifting me up, he pounded me until my head rolled back and I came hard, falling onto him, both of us now out of breath.
“Damn,” Matt said.
“Yeah, I know. Matt?”
“Yes, Lucy?”
“I really like ‘naked time’ with you.”
“Ditto.”
We laid on the floor, his cock still inside me. He brushed the hair from my face and touched my cheek. I felt his cock stirring inside me. I gyrated my hips ever so slightly, moving in a circular motion until I could feel his cock come alive again.
“Oh, round two?”
“Mm-hmm,” I purred, looking down at him.
By round three, we made it to the shower and took advantage of the tiled bench inside. I sat and leaned back against the shower wall as Matt licked and sucked my clit until I couldn’t stand it anymore and I itched to have him inside me. I forced him to the ground and sat on him backwards, using him as my chair. My body slid up and down without effort. The back of my head laid against his chest and my feet barely touched the ground. His cock was deep inside me. With one hand, he rubbed my swollen nipple back and forth and with the other hand, he massaged my clit. It felt so amazing being in his arms. I could stay there forever. I dragged my nails on his thighs as I came again and again, repeatedly.
My body was spent so I turned my attention to Matt’s still engorged cock. I got up, turned around and kneeled over his beautiful body. I slowly licked his balls up and down before taking him into my mouth. I could tell he was close so I squeezed his balls hard. He growled like an animal and filled my mouth. I eagerly sucked harder and swallowed every drop. I continued to suck for a while until Matt pulled me up, kissing me deeply again. I was sat side-saddle on his lap as the water fell on us, cleansing our ravished bodies. Everything disappeared. Everything that was bad was gone. It was only us. I had waited so long wishing for a guy like Matt and I was thankful for every inch of him – mind, body and soul. I never met Cassie but if I could, I would thank her for bringing her dad to me and saving my own mind, body and soul. I promised her I would hide and protect her dad. I did this in my mind as Matt held me tight. I held Matt’s hand and I realized we had been in the shower so long that his fingers wrinkled from the water. Mine had too, “Oh gross,” I said as I got up and grabbed a hanging towel.
“It’s just from the water,” Mat said.
“I know, but it grosses me out.” I rubbed my hands with the towel, trying to get them back to normal. “When I was a kid I went on a school field trip with my class to the beach. The teacher told us not to go beyond a certain point and not to climb on the rocks. I didn’t listen and climbed on and over the rocks to the cove beyond. I saw what looked like someone sunbathing on the shore. As I got closer, I realized the sunbather was a woman lying dead on the sand. Her skin was water soaked and gray and her hands looked like mine do now.”
“That is gross,” Matt said.
“Yeah see? So, get out of there!” I urged.
“Okay, okay,” Matt said. “I need to get back to work anyway.”
“Already?”
“You know I do.”
“I know.”
Matt walked out of the shower. I took a towel and dried his body off from head to toe. “I could get used to this,” he said. His cock started to get hard when I dried it off, making sure his balls were totally dry.
“If you’re gonna go, you better go now. That thing wants me,” I said laughing.
“Yep, he does.”
Matt slid on his jeans and he held me before gently kissing me. He was so passionate. Most guys give you a quick peck on the cheek before leaving, but Matt was thorough and lingering. I think this was my favorite. The goodbye kiss. It was tender and slow. It was a tragic kiss but in a good way. Not even really a goodbye kiss, but an ‘until later’ kiss. I sighed when he pulled away.
“You got plans later?” he asked.
“Hmm… well, there is that one thing, but I can cancel,” I teased. “Nope, I’m all yours.”
“Can I make you dinner?”
“You cook too?!”
“Oh, you have no idea,” Matt said.
“Oh. Well, then I can’t wait.”
“Good.”
Matt left and I curled up in the bay window thinking about how lucky I was. I laughed to myself when I thought about Jeremy and how Matt just man-handled him like it was nothing. I was not a supporter of violence, but Jeremy deserved it for sure and I was oh-so-happy I got to see it. If he’s smart, that will be the last time we ever see him.
My thoughts turned back to Matt, Razor and Brian and the killing. He must have been terrified when they made him shoot that guy’s body. My stomach got queasy just thinking about it. Even though he didn’t kill the guy, just carrying the image of shooting another person must be horrible. I thought about Cassie and wondered if she was truly up above, watching over her father. I wondered if she was responsible for bringing him to the lake and to me. I vowed to her again that I would take care of her dad and if I could help it, nothing would hurt him again. It felt strange talking to someone’s dead child but in a way, it felt good to pray or talk to something bigger than me. It also made me feel closer to Matt – like we shared a special secret.
Chapter 15
Matt
Finally, the siding was done. In the heat, I was really wishing that the sun would just fuck off. The outside of the cabin was looking new and I was excited to get started inside. I worked hard all day, as I wanted to make up for knocking off early yesterday.
I couldn’t get Lucy out of my head. I couldn’t believe I told her everything. Not the smartest move, but since she didn’t know anyone and I was pretty sure she wasn’t calling the cops, I felt good about it. It felt good to come clean and tell someone. I wanted to tell my sister and in a way, I did… just not the details. But to tell Lucy took a big weight off my shoulders. She had my back and it felt good. I’d forgotten how that felt. I thought about the club and the fake brotherhood and how it’s just a big ego factory. Who’s the toughest and who looks the meanest. “What a joke. It’s all a fucking façade,” I muttered to myself.
In reality, I never wanted to join the club but after Cassie passed and my wife fucked the good doctor, my mind chan
ged and I didn’t care about anything or anyone. I was going one-hundred miles per hour in all areas of my life and I prayed for that brick wall that would take me out, just so I could be with Cassie again.
I found a rosemary bush out back and decided to make Lucy chicken and potatoes. My dad had taught me to cook. Not having a mom around, he became responsible for making breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He’d been a short-order cook when he was a teenager and little by little, he taught himself to make several tasty dishes that bordered on gourmet. This was one of the last dishes he made before he died. Lemon chicken with Rosemary and roasted potatoes in dill sauce. I had all the ingredients except the dill.
After work, I headed into town. It felt strange being amongst people after being secluded for a while. I couldn’t help but look over my shoulder after what had happened this morning with Lucy’s ex. That guy seemed like a douchebag and I was glad he forgot to take his gun. Who knows what that guy is capable of, I thought. I found the dill and made my way toward the beer section. I grabbed a sixer and headed over to the cashier.
When I got back I was surprised, or maybe not surprised, to see Lucy sunbathing on my dock. She must have swam over. She was wearing the tiny bikini that made me crazy. I brought her a beer, sat it next to her and headed inside prepare dinner.
“Thanks,” she said as I walked away.
It felt good to have her there like that and feeling comfortable. Most chicks were always on edge around me as I was on edge myself and always pissed off. I had been like that since Cassie got sick and I wondered if that’s why her mom finally left me. She probably couldn’t take my anger anymore. Oh well, that’s in the past.
About an hour later the smell of chicken filled the air from the grill.
“That smells amazing!” Lucy yelled from the dock.
I looked over at her. She had flipped over to bronze her backside and pulled her bikini bottom into her crack so she could tan her cheeks. She also unclipped her top to tan her back. God, she was fucking hot.
“Well this might smell good, but you look good enough to eat!” I yelled to her.
She laughed. “This is dessert!”
“Dinner’s in ten!”
“Can’t wait.”
I pulled out the chicken and let it rest. I finished the roasted potatoes and drizzled the dill sauce over them. Lucy came over looking shiny from the sun.
“You look like a crispy critter,” I told her.
“I know. I tan so easily I better stay out of the sun for a while.”
“Ready to eat?”
“Mm-hmm,” she said. “This looks delicious. I am totally blown away that you can cook like this.”
“Thanks to good ole dad.”
“Really? That’s great that he shared that with you.”
“Yeah, it was one of the good things for sure. Go on, sit down. I’ll get you a fresh beer.”
“Great.”
We ate and talked and laughed. I felt comfortable and it was easy to be around Lucy. Our words flowed back and forth intermixed with heated flirting, but we kept it light. After such an intense couple of days, we gave the drama a break even though there was an impending cloud of doom hovering over us, just waiting to crush any hope of a good life. The reality of our situation was that Lucy’s ex was trying to make her life hell and I was sure we hadn’t seen the last of that guy. He was too much of a douche-bag to let things go. And I had the club, the murder, and Razor – looming like a killer in the night, waiting for the opportune time to pounce and take me the fuck out.
For now, both Lucy and I were alone in the world and happy in our little oasis in the woods. She had accepted me for who I am and the mistakes I made. I was falling head over heels for her. I was falling real fast like the brakes were out.
“Mmm, this is so good, but I can’t eat another bite.”
“Thanks, Lucy. I’m glad you liked it.”
“Oh, I did. So that job is yours if you want it.”
“What job is that?”
“The man-servant job we talked about earlier,” she grinned.
“Yeah, right. I’ll get right on it,” I said sarcastically while shaking my head no.
“Oh, c’mon. I can get you little tight shorts and I can pay you with Texas Twists.”
“Well now you’re talking,” I said laughing.
“Yeah, I bet.”
“So, what’s the story with the Texas Twist?”
“Oh God, no.”
“What?”
“It’s just so embarrassing.”
“Oh good. I insist you tell me now.”
“Oh God fine, but don’t laugh at me.”
“No promises.”
“Of course, you would say that. Okay, when I was in college my roommate was from Texas. We were drunk one night while talking about boys and she claimed she won a blowjob contest when she was in high school.”
“What?!” I said sitting up.
“Oh, did I get your attention?”
“Uh, yeah.”
“Okay, so as the story goes, she hung out with this circle of friends who at one time or another, had all slept with each other. She told me that one night they were all drunk and came to the realization that they’d all slept together in different relationships.”
“This is getting good, go on.”
“I’ll get there, hold your horses. Anyway, one thing led to another and the guys started talking about which one of the girls gave the best blowjob. Needless to say, they all picked my roommate. The other two girls, jealous, disagreed and demanded a recount.”
“No! Really?”
“Yes. One by one, the girls blew each guy, alternating so each one could feel their technique. At the end, it was unanimous, my roommate won. After that night, the move became known as the famous Texas Twist.”
“Wow, that is the best story of all time.”
“Oh yeah, I thought you would like that.”
“Wow, so she taught it to you then?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“Was it with a guy?”
“No. Not that there would be anything wrong with that but if you must know, it was with a cherry popsicle,” Lucy said laughing.
“Wow. I can see you now, sucking away at the popsicle, lips stained red and asking her if you were doing it right. That’s so fucking hot.”
“Yeah, it was pretty hot.”
I was now hard as a rock listening to Lucy’s Texas Twist story. My cock was still sore from fucking last night and then again, this morning. It hurt being hard in my pants. I stood up and picked up the plate in front of Lucy and she could see my bulge. She put her hand on it and I put the plate back down.
“’Texas Twist time?” she said, looking up at me.
I just nodded. She pulled at my buttons on my jeans and my cock flung out. Oh God, it felt good for it to be free.
“It’s all red.”
“Yeah, it’s a little sore.”
“Yeah, I know what you mean. I am a little tender too. I’ll be gentle.” She slowly licked up my shaft and lightly tickled my balls.
“No. Please don’t be gentle, I can handle it.”
“Okay, you asked for it.”
She took my cock into her mouth and in true Texas Twist style had me throbbing and coming in no time.
“That was quick. And, I was enjoying it too…” she said.
“Oh well, the night is young. Plus, it’s my turn.”
"Yay! Do I get some more of that Ancient Chinese secret?” she asked.
“What?!”
“Well, you said it when you played with me by the lake.”
“Oh, I guess I did.”
“God, whatever it was it felt great.”
“Oh man.”
“What?! Tell me about your other ‘Ancient Chinese secrets’ and the licky-licky tricky while you’re at it,” she laughed.
“Oh, God. Okay. When I was a kid, about thirteen, I was at this girl’s house. She was older and let’s just say, I had a crush on her.”
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“Oh, I see where this is going.”
“Just wait.”
“Okay, okay.”
“Well, her dad had this huge library and she showed me this book that was translated from Chinese into English. The book was called ‘The Secrets of the Temple’.”
“I got your temple right here.”
“Anyway, she said the book was about how to make love to a woman and how to give her orgasms.”
“Really?! The entire book was about how to please a woman?”
“Yeah, it went through every step and showed techniques and positions for sex and oral sex.”
“Wow, I like this book.”
“So did I.”
“Ha! I bet.” Lucy lightly punched my arm.
“So, I read these techniques in the book that told you how to give a woman an internal orgasm simply by holding your penis inside her and laying with your pelvis above hers, without moving. You simply push against her.”
“That’s it?!”
“Well yeah, it seems strange and trust me it is, but after a while when you sit there pressing against her the girl starts to move against you. You see, the book explained that because your pelvis is higher than hers when she moves the shaft of the penis rubs her clit.”
“Wow! This is getting good.”
“The trick is for the guy to stay put and just put constant pressure on her pelvis and stay hard. Just when you think it’s not going to work, everything starts to happen and the girl begins to twitch and grind against you. That’s when you just push harder until she, well… explodes with an internal orgasm.”
“Really?!”
“Yep, really.”
“So why haven’t you done this on me? I mean, don’t get me wrong, I really enjoy how you fuck me and I really love how you lick, but this sounds amazing.”
“Well, to be honest, it’s not something you do when you’re just hooking up with someone.”
“Hooking up?! What?! Is that what we are doing?” Lucy asked, now upset.
“No! No, that came out wrong.”
“I’ll say,” Lucy said, crossing her arms.
“C’mon, you know what I mean. Don’t get all butt-hurt.”