SCREAMIN' in Pain

by Cynthia Pegram

  “Giovanni has a huge hard cock. He had me screaming from pain because he is so big. I was also screaming from pleasure, it felt so incredible! He fucked me until I was raw. He had me begging for more. His tongue is so long I thought he could reach my intestines. His fingers are so long I thought he could pick my nose from the inside. I had orgasm after orgasm. I never had sex that good before! Do I want more? Yes, that is why I do not want to see him. I don’t deserve to feel that good.” That just comes rolling out of my mouth.

  Heather is staring at me with her mouth dropped to the floor. She is blushing along with being flustered, “fuck, I’m jealous.” We both laugh and laugh.

  “Kris, you have to understand you deserve this. I do not know how to get that through your thick head! You need to call him.”

  “Okay, I will call him. Are you happy now?”

  She smiles at me thinking she got her way again. I figure I will put that on the back burner for some other time to deal with it.

  There is a knock on the front door. I answer it with her following me. There is this dude standing there. He is in his early thirties, tall, blonde hair touching the collar of his coat. He has big blue eyes, a very nice smile, and slim. I reach my hand out.

  “Hi there, I am Kristy and this is my best friend, Heather.” He shakes our hands.

  “Hi guys, I am Jacob!” I back up to let him enter the house. He stands in the doorway looking around.

  “Please, Jacob have a look around. When you are through we will be in the living room.”

  He walks away to look around my house. Heather looks over to me smiling from ear to ear, “he’s a cutie.” I smile with her.

  Jacob comes walking back in to join us. He hands me a piece of paper, which holds his references. Heather takes them from me walking away. He and I take a seat on the couch.

  “So Jacob, what brings you here to Ocean Shores?”

  “I just need a change of pace! I am recently divorced just looking to start over. I found a good job in Aberdeen and I have a friend who lives here.”

  I could relate to him about starting over. Sometimes, people just need to do that I think. Sometimes, it all works out for the best. Then again sometimes not. I know mine will work out!

  Heather comes back in the room. She sits next to me, “everything checks out fine.” She informs me as she hands me the papers back.

  I look to Jacob, “When are you thinking of moving in?”

  “I was hoping today. I have everything in my car.”

  I look at Heather kind of surprised by his answer.

  “Jacob, I won’t be out of here for another two weeks. I didn’t realize you were thinking so soon!”

  He looks down at the floor, now he is thinking. “You have three bedrooms what if I rent one out until you leave? I won’t get in your way, Kristy.”

  I look at Heather she shrugs her shoulders.

  “I guess I could let you stay. We can see how it goes. I am sure it will be fine.” I tell him but not so sure.

  Jacob goes out to his car to get his things. Heather and I agree if it does not work out, I will stay with them until I leave town.

  He enters through door with his things. He takes the bedroom at the back of the house. When he gets finished putting his things away he strolls into the living room. Heather and I are having a beer.

  “Thank you, Kristy. I love it.” He leaves going back into his room.

  Heather stands up to leave, hugging me. “I think this is going to work out well. If you need me call.”

  She leaves and I go into my bedroom. I feel somewhat strange having a man in my home. I feel like I can trust though. He seems like a good man.

  CHAPTER 13

  Giovanni keeps calling and I keep ignoring him. I have most of my belongings packed already. I am excited to start the next chapter of my life!

  My stomach is growling so I walk to the kitchen to start dinner. I take a salad out of the fridge. I grab a can of tuna to make a sandwich.

  Jacob comes walking into the kitchen, “is there enough for two?” He looks at what I am getting ready to eat.

  “Yes, there is.”

  We both make a plate taking it into the living room. I usually eat in there now. I always had to eat at the table with Hugh. Now that he is gone, I can eat anywhere I want.

  Jacob turns on the TV there is a cheesy comedy on. We eat laughing through the show.

  Jacob turns his head to look at me. “Where are you moving to?”

  “I am going to California. I can also use a change!” I feel happy every time I say California.

  He smiles shaking his head up and down that he understands. “Sweet, fun in the sun.”

  I take our dishes and put them into the dishwasher. I take two beers out of the fridge. Taking them back to the living room.

  “Jacob, do you have family here?”

  “No, my mom is in Hawaii with her new husband. My dad died a couple of years ago. We think someone had a hand in his death, but we can’t prove it.”

  I fall quiet. My parents have been gone for some time now. It still hurts not to have them here! I feel sorry for him. He took a chance moving to Washington with only one friend. I was moving to California not knowing anyone. It could be done I guess! I was bound to make new friends there.

  Jacob is playing with his beer bottle in deep thought. He looks up at me, “Kristy, one day I am going to find this person. He will pay, he has to pay.” He stands up to go to his room.

  Wow, I am thinking poor guy. I finish my beer and go to my room as well. When I fall to sleep that night, I have another dream. This time Hugh has shot me.

  I get up the next morning heading to the kitchen to start the coffee pot. When I open my bedroom door, I can smell it already brewing. I walk down the hall to the kitchen. Jacob is standing there wearing a pair of flannel pajamas pants. He does not have a shirt on. His body is nicer than I thought, more muscle than I thought. I find myself smiling at him.

  “Good morning, Jacob. How was your first night here? Did you sleep well?” He stretches his arms up to the ceiling showing off his cut body.

  “I slept great! Kristy, I haven’t slept that good in a while.” He walks to the cabinet for a coffee cup. He takes out two.

  “How do you like your coffee, Kristy?”

  “Two teaspoons of sugar light on the creamer.” He fills both cups bringing me one. He sits at the table across from me.

  “What is on your agenda today, Jacob?”

  He takes a sip of his coffee looking at me, “I am going to my job to fill out paperwork. Tax forms and stuff like that. They are letting me start tomorrow.” His new job has him stoked. I give him credit for being an enterprising person.

  “What are you doing today?”

  I think about that, but I know what I have to do. Not that I really want to but I have too!

  “I have to see a friend today. I have been put it off for a while.” I say with a big smile.

  We leave the kitchen with both of us going to our rooms. I get in the shower wondering how I am going to approach Giovanni. I keep thinking about him so maybe it is time I see him. I figure I will go there for lunch to see how irritated he is at me.

  When I am done with my shower, I take my time putting on my makeup. I let my hair flow loose. I like it that way the best. I dress in a pair of tight black slacks with a pink sweater. Standing back, I look at myself in the mirror. Not bad, I think to myself.

  I am just getting ready to leave my room when my phone goes off. There is a text from Giovanni, “Kristy, I really wish you would return my calls or send me a text. I cannot quit thinking about you. Please contact me so we can talk!”

  I keep telling myself he is a good man. If we cannot have anything else maybe we can be friends. At least that way I can still see and talk to him. I would like that so much.

  It is still well before noon but I have so many butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I enter the kitchen taking a shot of liquid courage. Good Ole Jim Beam. I get
my keys, purse, and head out.

  When I get to the restaurant, it is almost eleven in the morning. There are people starting to go inside for lunch. I take a deep breath going inside myself. I stare in disbelief as the host comes over. It is Vanessa, one of Hugh’s lovers.

  “Hi, Kristy. How are you doing?”

  I stand there looking at her for a minute. The last time I saw her she was holding her face running away from me at my husband’s funeral. I could not believe she had the nerve to show up at his funeral.

  Vanessa is about five six in height, sandy blonde hair, big boobs, slender, a total bitch from hell. She is staring at me so I snap out of it.

  “Kristy, I have wanted to call you. I was afraid you would not talk to me. I knew Hugh was beating you. That is why I did not want to have a relationship with him. See he wanted to leave you for me. I knew if I did, he would probably start beating me. I am sorry about all of this. All we did was fuck! I did not love him trust me. I do not think he loved me either. It was only sex.”

  Well, that does not mean shit to me! She did not love him, but she gladly fucked him! I had wondered if any of his other lovers had gone to the funeral. I clear my head, not wanting to remember.

  “I am here to see, Giovanni.”

  She looks at me with evil in her eyes. She is such a, bitch. Just looking at her I want to punch her right in the face. On the other hand, wring her neck would also work!

  “Why? Is he expecting you? Or, are you just like everyone else and wishing he was?”

  That is none of your fucking business, cunt. That is what I am thinking. She is so smug I want to punch her again. However, what would that do? Well, it would make me feel better!

  “Just tell him I am here, okay Vanessa.”

  She picks up the phone calling him, “Mr. Tuscany, there is a Kristy here to see you.”

  She stares into the phone waiting for a response. Within a minute, Giovanni is standing in front of us. He leans over grabs me, hugging me tightly to him.

  I look at Vanessa her face is as red as a beet. Giovanni looks at her as well. He sees the look she is giving me. He takes my hand leading me to his office. Once inside the door he reaches over, locking it. He takes me over to the couch where we both sit down.

  “How are you doing, Kristy? I have been so concerned about you. Why didn’t you answer any of my calls or texts?”

  I figure this was probably how it was going to go. Before I can answer any of his questions, he continues.

  “I am so sorry if I did something wrong. I thought you wanted to make love that night.”

  I am wringing my hands together. I find it so hard to look at him. Finally, I do look at him. I am going to be honest with him.

  “It wasn’t you at all, Giovanni. You are amazing and yes, I did want to make love to you. That is why I did. I feel as if my head is not right. I have never done anything like that before.”

  I put my head down looking into my wringing hands. The tears had escaped my eyes. I do not look at him, but I finish what I need to say.

  “I couldn’t talk to you because I didn’t know what to say. I wanted to see you again, but I did not know what to do. I just do not want to add complications to my life. I am getting ready to move to California to start over. Now it seems like the only thing I think about is you. And, I am not sure I want to do that.”

  Giovanni reaches across me taking my chin lifting it up. He looks me in the eye wiping away my tears away.

  “Kristy, I think about you all the time too. I know you feel conflicted, confused. I am not out to hurt you. I know what I want and I know I want you to be mine.”

  His phone on his desk starts to ring and he stands to answer it. It is Vanessa asking if he needs or would like anything.

  “Hold all my calls; don’t bother me until I come back up front.”

  I smile on the inside knowing he has pissed her off. I wish I could have seen the look on her face when he said that!

  He walks back over to the couch taking my hand, "Kristy, we can take this slow. We can make this work. I just want to have you in my life. I cannot explain this! I feel like we belong together. I can just feel that inside of me.”

  He makes me feel so special. I have not felt that way in a long time. I can feel the tears coming to my eyes again. He places his hand on my thigh.

  “I know you are afraid of a relationship. I will not rush you into anything. I enjoy spending time with you. I more than enjoy making love to you. Let’s take it slow and see what happens.”

  Now I want to fuck his brains out. He said all the right things. He was not mad at me, which I thought he would be. He understands what I am saying. Nevertheless, there is one thing we did not talk about yet.

  “You know I am moving to California in a couple of weeks. I don’t know how that part of us will work.”

  “There is always a way of working things out. We can start by spending as much time together as we can now. We can go to movies or whatever.”

  This man is so sweet he is turning me on. He starts to rub my arm up and down. I feel it all the way down to my crotch. Before this goes any further, I have one more thing to say. Just so, we are on the same page.

  “Giovanni, I will spend time with you, but I need it to go slow. I just want to see what happens. I am giving you no promises.”

  He shakes his head yes in agreement. I lean into him kissing him hard with my tongue. I know I want to take it slow, yet I find it hard. When I am done, he moves me back so he can see my face.

  “Are you absolutely sure you want to do this, Kristy. We don’t have to do it now.”

  My body is screaming otherwise. Hell yes! I want to - need to do this. Smiling I grab him between his legs. I start to kiss him again.

  Giovanni grabs my sweater yanking it over my head removing my bra. He fondles my breasts putting one in his mouth. He slides me further down the couch sucking harder on my breasts. He put the other one in his hand rubbing my nipple. Oh, man . . . how that feels so good! So incredibly good!

  He takes my heels off, removing my pants. I am not wearing panties so he has easy access. When he slides his finger in, I am already super wet. He slides another finger in going deeper. I moan it feels so good. I lay stretch out on his couch naked.

  “You are so beautiful, you feel so good.”

  He pulls me so my ass is hanging off the couch. He stuck his fingers in and out, moving them with force. He replaces his fingers with his tongue.

  Putting his tongue in deeper, he licks me all the way inside. I grab him by the back of his hair pulling him deeper into me. Fuck that feels so good, I think I am going to explode. He switches between his fingers and his long tongue. The last time he uses his tongue, I cannot stand it anymore. I am ready to explode!

  “Fuck!” I scream cumming with complete vengeance. I lay there lifeless so worn out. He puts his face on my breasts rubbing them.

  “You are so wet, warm, you taste so good. I could do that to you all day long!”

  I hold him as my last trembles go through me. “Giovanni, I could certainly let you do that to me all day long! Except now it’s my turn.”

  I turn him so he is sitting on the couch. I kneel in front of him. I undo his shirt running my hands over his hairy chest. I love hair on a man’s chest. I remove his shirt laying it across the table to keep from wrinkling it. I then remove his shoes tossing them across the room.

  I take off his belt and lay it down with his shirt. I next remove his pants and his boxers. I lay them on his shirt. He is so incredibly hard! I smile at him.

  I start to stroke him from tip to end. He moans as I stroke him harder. I put my mouth over the tip of his penis sucking hard. Grabbing the couch, he continues to moan. I keep sucking hard on his penis. “Oh fuck,” he screams cumming. He holds my head still on his dick, panting for a breath.

  “What the fuck was that, baby? You held my dick sucking only the tip. I have never cum so hard like that before. My insides were shaking so hard, I thought we we
re having an earthquake.”

  I look up at him smiling, “did you like it?” I giggle.

  “Are you kidding me, Kristy? Did you hear what I said? Hell yeah! Without a doubt I love it.” Again, I giggle at him

  “Look what else I can do.” I continue to giggle.

  I take all of him in my mouth, bobbing my head up and down. He is so incredibly big – thick and he tastes so good. I do not want to stop.

  “I don’t think I can again.”

  I keep moving quicker, harder, running my teeth along his shaft. Sucking him deep in my mouth.

  He screams pushing my head away. He falls to the floor, starts hyperventilating. I sit him on the floor putting his head between his legs. He takes in deep breaths. He sits there for a couple of minutes trying to regroup. I feel bad that I did that to him! I sit next to him seeing if I can do something for him.

  “I’m good,” he says out of breath.

  He was not able to cum before that happened. I figure I would catch him next time. He was not finished though. He picks me up taking me to his desk.

  “Turn away from me. Grasp the side of the desk with both hands. Don’t let go!”

  He spread my legs open wide with his foot, puts his hand on my back to bend me forward. He lifts me off the floor by my hips ramming inside of me. I scream out in pain. He has no mercy he keeps ramming me repeatedly. He gets deeper, so deep. I am feeling something I never have before and I like it a lot!

  He continues to ram into me until, we cum together. He holds me from behind kissing my neck. I turn to him to kiss him harder.

  “If we keep this up you are going to give me a heart attack,” he pants in my ear.

  He stands there holding me for a while. Leaning my back on his chest, I feel his heart racing. He takes me to his office bathroom so we can clean ourselves up. He takes a towel to wipe me. I do the same to him. Umm, I could touch him all day long!

  When we get back into his office, we dress each other. That by itself is a turn on. It is just as much fun to put his clothes on, as it is to take them off. I put on my heels getting ready to leave.