Lies

by Alda Grand

  Inside the letter was another smaller envelope and a folded letter. I unfolded it, the paper was made of some heavy linen like material and it was handwritten in an ornate script.

  The letter read:

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  To May,

  * * *

  I have been thinking about you for what seems like forever. I have been searching for you every day since you fled the family home. Through sheer force of will I have found you. We have to meet as soon as possible. I want you to come and see me in my cabin.

  * * *

  Please follow the instructions in the smaller envelope. When we meet, everything will be explained.

  * * *

  Yours truly,

  * * *

  Jake

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  “What the hell,” I thought, surely this has to be a prank of some sort, maybe those fools on the second floor had perpetrated it. I opened the second envelope. It contained three items. First a small gold horse head brooch. The horses mane was blowing as if it was galloping through the wind. I had always loved horses and Jake knew that. Then a letter which I unfolded. It was a short list of instructions.

  Leave your office building now, don't look back, don't tell anyone where you are going.

  Pack nothing, everything will be provided for you.

  Get a taxi straight to the airport and use the enclosed tickets.

  You will be meet at your destination and driven to my cabin.

  I realized I was breathing heavily, could this be true? Should I follow these instructions and see Jake after a three years gap? My heart was pounding and I could feel my nipples getting harder against my blouse.

  The third item was a plane ticket, dated for today. The flight leaves in less then 4 hours and was a short flight to a rural part of the country. My mind flashed through countless possibilities, could this really be some sort of prank? A cruel prank to make fun of the fat shy girl. The flight ticket looked real enough, and just like that I made my decision.

  Twenty minutes later I was sitting in a taxi on the way to the airport. My hands where trembling at the thought of a bunch of my co workers grinning and laughing at me when I stepped out of the taxi. We pulled into the airport and I got out and scanned the crowd. Not a single recognisable face to be seen. I headed straight to the check in desk, still no one about to laugh at me. Could this be real, what was happening to me? Was it some sort of competition I’d won?

  I passed through check in without incidence and found a nice comfortable seat in the first class lounge. My trembling began to abate, everything was happening so fast. I glanced around at my fellow passengers, mostly business men and women dressed in smart attire.

  An hour later I boarded the plane. One hour later the flight steward announced, “we are preparing to land”. I looked out the window as we descended. The landscape looked lush, trees and only gently rolling hills as far as the eye could see.

  I checked that I was wearing the horse brooch and disembarked the plane.

  As I left the departure gate a smartly dressed man approached me. He pointed at my pin and said, “Ms. Greer come with me, I have a car outside and I will take you straight to the cabin”. We speed away from the airport in a smart black town car. I’d never been in one before. The driver popped open the divider and said, “There is champagne in the mini fridge, please help yourself”.

  As we drove through the wooded landscape I sipped my champagne. The road wound its way through the dense forest. The alcohol relaxed me a little, was I crazy for taking this chance? I took a few more sips to calm my nerves.

  After an hour of driving we came to a small side road that lead to Jake's cabin. The car stopped outside and the driver said. “Im instructed to let you out here and leave straight away”. I got out and waved him goodbye.

  Standing in the doorway of the cabin was my brother in law, my Jake. My heart thumped at the sight of him. He was a hulking giant of a man. He was over 6 feet tall, with a rich mane of blonde hair. He had a loose fitting shirt on and wore dark leather trousers and even from this distance I could make out the outline of his cock pressing against them.

  He had a handsome face with a weather beaten look to it. He looked like he spent a great deal of time outdoors. He strode towards me, never taking his eyes off me. Jake wrapped his arms around me and lifted me off my feet. “I’ve missed you so much,” he said, his lips close to my ear. He held me this way for a minute or two and then we parted. My heart was thumping a staccato rhythm in my chest.

  “I’ve missed you too Jake,” I said plumping my lips ever so slightly as I said this.

  “Come on in and let me show you your room for the weekend. I suppose you have heard about your sister and me? We divorced a couple of weeks ago” he said, sighing deeply. My heart thumped in my chest at this new piece of news as I was no longer in contact with my sister. I tried to hide the smile that was creeping on to my face.

  We went into the cabin and Jake took me to the back end where my room was. The room was huge, larger then my whole apartment. A king sized bed was in the centre, covered in thick heavy looking duvets. An old fashioned brass claw footed tub was to the right with steam arising from it. “I hope you don’t mind I have drawn you a bath, to help you relax after the flight,” said Jake.

  In the other side of the room where two doors, one lead to a bathroom with a shower area that looked like you could fit ten people in it. The second door lead to a walk in wardrobe.

  Jake closed the doors to the room and turned his back to me “ If you would like to disrobe and slip into the bath,I will keep my back turned and I promise I won’t peek. I can sponge down your back if you want”. I thought about it for a second, the sweet wetness in my panties told me it was the right thing to do. Jake turned his back to me and I took off my clothes and slipped into the tub. The water was just the right temperature. I sank into it up to my neck and the bubbles covered my body.

  “You can turn around now, you can’t see anything” I said teasingly.

  “Would you like me to pore some scented oil on your shoulders and massage you?’ he asked. The old me would have hesitated, not anymore.

  “Sure,” I said. Jake poured a sweet smelling oil over my shoulders and began to kneed at the muscles of my neck and shoulders. All my worries drifted away, his hands on my body felt amazing. He used soft downward sweeps of his hands from the base of my neck across my shoulders. His hands glided across my skin. Each of his fingers flexed as they moved across me.

  Jake poured more oil across my shoulders, this one smelt of mint and warmed me as he rubbed it in. He slowly worked my shoulders and with each sweep he moved further down the front of my body. Ever so slowly, by a slight increment each time. I could feel my nipples harden and a rush of warmth between my legs. I closed my eyes and let out a small sigh.

  “I love the colour of your dark skin,” he said as he continued to massage deeply.

  Jake worked closer to my breasts, my heart was speeding up. My nipples where now fully aroused and Jake must be aware of it, but I didn’t care. His fingers began to brush right above my swollen nipples.

  BONG, BONG! A load bell rang suddenly from another part of the cabin and dragged me out of my reverie. “Shit sorry, I have a roast in the oven,”” said Jake getting up. I could see his face was flushed and I could make out the outline of his throbbing cock through his trousers. “Get yourself ready and I’ll be back in a couple of minutes,” he said as he left the room.

  The next few minutes went by in a whirlwind. I dried myself and sprinkled dabs of scented oils on my wrists. I choose a long flowing dress, stitched into the material were the same designs from on the letter I had received in what seemed like a thousand years ago. The dress hugged my figure and accentuated my full size shape. I gathered up my dark hair and tied it loosely with a silver clasp.

  When I was finished I waited beside the bed. I giggled a little, feeling foolish and out of my depth. I was still waiting for some of my work mates to pop out fro
m behind the door and laugh and point at me. I ran my hand over the duvet, it was as soft as silk and embroidered with horse heads.

  My heart was thudding and my skin was prickling with anticipation. There was two loud knocks on the bedroom door. “May I enter,” said a deep sonorous voice.

  “Yes,” I said meekly.

  The door opened and Jake stood there. He walked hesitantly towards me. “You look beautiful” he said. “I have wanted you from the very first day I set eyes upon you.”

  “Thank you,” I said feeling myself blush. I hesitated slightly and then said, “I’m here for whatever you want”. The time for talking was nearly over as he looked me in the eyes.

  On this night he said only one more thing to me. “I always loved you May and I want us to be together”. Before I had a chance to utter a word he grabbed me roughly around the waist and pulled me towards him. His eyes where a deep emerald green. His hands ran up along the side of my body. He tilted his head and moved in to kiss me.

  His lips where soft as they gently brushed against mine. He tasted of salt and he smelled fresh and clean. His hands moved up my body and he moved them along my neck entangling his fingers in my hair. My lips parted to accept his tongue into my mouth and I could feel my nipples instantly stiffen.

  He pushed his body against mine and I could feel every tight muscle through his shirt. I could feel the hardness of his cock pulsing through his trousers against me. I ran my fingers along his neck and could feel the muscles straining as he kissed me deeply. We parted for a second. I let out a little gasp as I did not want this to stop.

  He removed his shirt and his broad and muscled body was covered in a sheen of sweat. Running across his hairless chest where three large scars, mottled and gnarled. Running from under his left nipple and down to the top of his trousers was another scar. This one was redder then the others and looked like it was only a few months old. I ran my finger along it, tracing a path downwards.

  He pulled me towards him again and kissed me deeply and forcibly, his great arms engulfed me. Without stopping kissing me he lifted me a few inches off the floor. His effort seemed so slight to me, I had never had a man lift me so easily before. My feet dangled as we kissed.

  He walked with me in his arms, when we got near to the bed he threw me backwards on to it.

  I sank in to the luxuriant covers. He stood towering over me looking down at me. I lay there with my legs slightly opened looking at him. With one swift movement he grabbed the end of my dress. He tore it open as if he was shredding a piece of newspaper.

  I lay there fully exposed before him. My nipples stood erect on my large sensuous breasts, I was panting ever so slightly. I could feel a gush of warmth in my pussy, with tendrils of pleasure looping through my body. He stood and surveyed me, still and as imposing as a granite statue.

  He must have liked what he was seeing as his trousers looked like they could rip from the strain of his cock pushing against them. He put both of his massive hands on my knees and spread my legs wider. His white skin looked even creamier and brighter against the dark skin of my thighs. He looked up and down my body with a slight smile playing on his lips. He knelt at the edge of the bed between my legs. He grasped my legs and ever so slowly pulled me towards his face. I could feel his hot breath on my legs, he ran his tongue along the inside of my leg.

  Slowly he pulled me closer, I closed my eyes in anticipation. When his tongue slid into me my back arched and I moaned. He opened his mouth wide engulfing my pussy, his tongue pulsed and undulated as he slid it inside me. Every time he pushed it into me I let out a groan, and every time he found a new way to move his tongue inside me. Sometimes it moved in slow rhythmic waves whilst buried inside, then it would change to quick darting motions. Each movement bringing on waves of pleasure.

  He withdrew his tongue from me and brought up his hand and slid two fingers deep inside me. I bucked against him hard. He pressed his mouth against my clit as his fingers slid in and out of my slick pussy. At first he used the tip of his tongue and circled it, drawing loud gasps from me.

  Then he placed his tongue flat against it and sent pulsing waves through his tongue. He slipped a third finger inside me as his tongue circled and flicked me. I could feel the pleasure mounting in my body. With one hand I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him further into me. With the other I squeezed my nipples sending further waves down my spine. I tightened my legs around his head as the pleasure intensified. He increased the intensity of his licking and sucking of my clit, drawing it all in to his ravenous mouth and sending pulse after pulse of pleasure into me.

  I could feel my heartbeat quickening and my fingers began to lose control and flex outwards. Then it hit, the huge roiling wave of pleasure broke over my body. I bucked hard against him forcing his fingers deep inside me as the orgasm exploded my reality. Colours brightened, sounds dimmed as it all lead to this point in time, with my Jake, on this bed. It felt right. My eyes rolled back as a second jolt of pleasure hit me, I moaned loudly. He pulled away from me and stood up.

  His face was wet from my juices and he was breathing hard and looking hungrily at me. He stood over me looking strong and powerful like an animal ready for more. With one swift movement he removed his trousers. His legs where powerful and heavily muscled and covered in light blonde hair. His cock stood to attention amidst a dense forest of blonde.

  He roughly turned me over and parted my legs, I was still breathing heavily from cumming and coloured trails of light flashed through my head. My whole body was like a tuning fork. He pulled my spread legs towards him, I could feel the tip of his cock against the opening to my pussy. He rubbed it back and forth over my clit getting his cock wet with my juices. He teased me some more, then with one fluid motion he slid the length of his cock into me. I let out a load and long moan of, “Oh Jake”.

  He burrowed himself inside me pushing his full length in, he let out a satisfied animalistic grunt. His cock worked back and forth inside me, long slow rhythmic movements, his balls slapping against me with each thrust. His hands gripped my large round ass in a tight grip using me as leverage as he fucked me long and hard. Each thrust brought new levels of pleasure. I reached under me and felt his cock as it slickly slid into me. Its girth was impressive, spreading my pussy wide. I ran my finger around my clit as he fucked me.

  Each time his full length was inside me I circled my clit. Each time he withdrew I ran it over my clit, matching his motions. I could feel another orgasm coming on fast. Pussy juice ran over my fingers as I pleasured myself. I raised my ass up to give my hand more room. I rubbed my slick hand over his balls as he fucked me. He grunted and speed up as I did this. His thrusts grew faster and harder. I fingered my clit and then everything exploded in white.

  My body bucked hard and uncontrollably against his as my orgasm hit me. As my body was wracked with pleasure he gave one last hard deep stroke and moaned loudly as he came. His hot seed filled me as he continued to writhe against me. I could feel warmth running down my legs.

  He thrust hard another few times breathing deeply with each one. My muscles ached and my head spun from the pleasure flowing through my body. I felt light headed. He withdrew his thick cock from my engorged pussy and more of his seed ran down my legs. My pussy felt swollen and full.

  I turned over in the bed, drenched in sweat and looked up at him. Through my ragged breathing I said, “Does this make me yours?”. He nodded yes and I motioned for him to bring his slick cock over to me. “Would Jake like his cock cleaned?” I asked. Jake nodded yes. I ran my hand along the shaft of his cock and more of his hot seed spurted from the top. I ran my tongue along the length of it enjoying the taste of my pussy juice and the salty cum. He patted my head and said, “You are amazing”. I licked every inch of his cock and cleaned it good.

  After I finished we got into bed and Jake wrapped his arms around me holding me tight. I was already dreaming of our next encounter, in it I was on my knees in front of him with his cock in my mouth. I took
it deep into my mouth and then ran my tongue over the tip of it. He took his cock and then started to rub it over my lips while I licked it. In that moment I knew that Jake and I where going to have a great time together. I drifted off to sleep happier and more content then I ever was.

  Bonus Story 2 - Room For Rent

  I lay on my bed daydreaming as the mid afternoon sun warmed the bare skin of my upper arms. I loved the dark burnt umber shade of my skin and when I painted my nails a bright hot pink they really popped. The previous year had been filled with huge changes in my life. I had turned twenty and was in my last year of college studying for my law degree. My family was proud as I was the first person on my fathers side go to college. Life was looking good, then my Dad and Mom split up after years of fighting and belittling each other, after my initial sadness at the split I was glad for both of them. My Dad was nothing but an asshole. During the first few months of my Fathers departure I stress ate and had put on a bit of extra padding. I liked my new look, all sensuous curves and soft lines. It was just a pity that a lot of men didn’t feel the same way. I usually didn’t have a problem hooking up with an African American guy in my college, but that was’t what I was looking for right now. Lately I couldn't stop dreaming and fantasising about being with a white guy for the first time. I was off college for the summer and instead of catching up on a huge backlog of reading I had, all I had been doing lately was hanging about in my old bedroom thinking about hooking up with white men.

  Within six months of the divorce my Mother had rented out our spare bedroom to help with the family budget. There was now a new man in the house, our new lodger.