CHAPTER XV - Frack, Yeah!

Everyone was in high spirits following the securing of the flash drive by Zack, and despite the fancy surroundings and the ball still going on strong inside the Windgrad Hotel, each and every one of them couldn’t wait to leave and go home. Plus, they had a bit of a drive ahead of them to return to Sunset Haven, after all. Taylor was the only one that was nowhere to be seen, but Grace had sent Hannah a message informing her about the older Ravers sibling being safe and sound with her father, leaving out any details of what she had witnessed between father and daughter in the camera feed.

Logan Ravers, eager to return home, and why not admit, go back to Grace’s side, jogged back to the van to tell her the good news. When he opened the back door to the large vehicle, the first thing that caught his attention was the surprised squeal, and then the precious, fantastic, mythological sight that made him hurry inside and close the door behind him.

“Fucking hell…, Grace…,”

Grace only gasped, no word coming out of her rather pouty lips. Logan could feel his cock instantly hardening to full capacity in his pants as his electric-blue eyes roved over the feast laid before him. Grace was sprawled on her chair, her yoga pants and a pair of cotton black panties loosely wrapped around her left ankle, with two fingers shallowly dipped inside the pinkiest pussy Logan had ever seen in his entire life. His gaze rose toward her beautiful face, flushed as her chest heaved up and down. She was wearing a white tank top with the words ‘FREE USE’ emblazoned in it, but what mattered at that moment was the way her emerald-green eyes were blazing with what could only be described as pure desire. Logan couldn’t help but walk forward, his legs carrying him before he could tell it to stop.

The teenage hacker let out a small moan when the handsome boy dropped to his knees in front of her, as if he was prostrating himself before some sort of goddess, and unbeknownst to her, that was how he was seeing her at that decisive moment. Their eyes never left each other as he slowly put his hands on her thighs, her skin smooth and warm under his palms, giving her plenty of time to stop him if she so wished, but that denial never came. She couldn’t, not now. She couldn’t deny those deeply buried desires from bursting to life.

Logan leaned in and kissed her right thigh, earning a gasp from Grace as she continued breathing hard and her heartbeat accelerated at the anticipation. He kissed and nibbled his way toward her burning core, decorated by an upside-down blonde triangle of hair above the slit that made his cock throb even harder. Taking a deep breath to calm down the nervousness that had never been present with other girls, the young Ravers boy swiped his tongue across her folds, causing a loud moan to escape Grace’s mouth. He was amazed at the sweet, yet spicy, taste of her and kept moving his tongue, stimulating her sensitive skin like a pro.

“Ohh… fraaack…,” she mewled again, allowing a hand to reach down and rest at the back of his head.

It all made sense to him now, how she was breathless during their call back at the hotel. She had been watching something. What it was, Logan had no idea, and frankly, he didn’t care in the slightest, but figured he should thank whatever or whoever it was for making the grumpy blonde so horny like this.

Grace let out another moan, barely able to believe how good a tongue felt feasting on her pussy. She had heard stories, mainly from Scarlett, and watched porn videos on rare occasions, but this had been a missing feature in her life so far. A brainy person, she loved reading erotica, even dabbled in some writing occasionally, but knowing how it actually felt to have another person touching her most private parts so intimately gave her a whole new perspective on the subject. The fact that such a handsome, hot guy was doing it to her was a great bonus, but she wouldn’t tell that to Logan, at least not so soon.

Logan couldn’t get over how sweet she tasted, but he **** himself to pull back and stare at her flushed face, those thick lips of hers opened in a delightful ‘O’ shape as his skilled finger kept stimulating her entrance and clit. “Shit, you’re so fucking hot, Grace,” he whispered, his own eyes darkened in lust. “All of you.”

The blonde opened her mouth to reply, but only another scream came out when he started kissing her leg while dipping two fingers into her cunt, shallowly, as the barrier of her virginity stopped him from going deeper. “Oh, shit…. fraaack!!!” She moaned, having already rubbed herself plenty before he burst in. The physical and mental stimulation were both on a high for the usually reserved young woman at that moment.

Logan kissed his way down Grace’s toned right leg, wondering if she actually did some yoga or the pants were just a fashion choice or simply a matter of being comfortable. Judging by how toned those legs and her great ass were, he guessed that she practiced it with a certain frequency, though. He passed by her shin and ankle and didn’t have any doubts when he reached her shapely foot. Extending his tongue, he ran it across the entirety of her smooth sole, causing a low, surprised moan and a shiver to pass over her body. Her surprise actually increased when he took three toes into his mouth and gently sucked, as if he wanted to taste all of her, just like he said.

“Oh, yesss…, that’s so… freaking hot!”

After he spent a few moments there, Logan pulled back and nibbled his way up to her core once again. He was eager to hear how she sounded when she came, and that was his main goal there, to make this gorgeous blonde orgasm hard with his tongue. When he was about to reach her fabled pussy again, Logan grinned mischievously, a very fun idea popping up in his mind. “Let’s switch things up a little, shall we?”

“W-wha… whooaaaa!!!”

A dazed Grace squealed as she found herself being effortlessly flipped around, her arms and hands scrambling to find a grip on the desk and her keyboard, as she was now bent over it with her fine, toned ass sticking out for Logan’s viewing pleasure. And view it, the young Ravers did. “Fucking hell, Grace, what an ass…,” he said, actually impressed with how great it looked. Two shapely, bubble cheeks that projected outward in the most delightful way. Right there and now, he decided that not many girls at school could boast to have a better butt than this adorable grumpy blonde.

“What you g-gonna dooo… oh, fraaack, right there!!!”

He interrupted her, diving straight into the honeypot that was framed by her fine asscheeks. Her whole body shook as he licked and stabbed his tongue into her hot furnace of a cunt from behind, hands squeezing her cheeks tightly as he fought the urge of smacking that phat ass to see it jiggle. “You’re so fucking beautiful and sexy, Grace,” he said, briefly pulling back and then swiping his tongue across her slit once again. “Why were you hiding this from everyone?”

“Oh, s-shiiit…,” she moaned, hating the way she was making her feel so good with that skilled tongue of his. “Don’t flatter yourself that much… daammit…, it’s not like I went out of my way to hide myself from guys,” her legs almost gave out under her as his tongue hit a particularly pleasurable spot. “I just never cared. Especially not about… ughhh... you… oh, yesss, right there!”

Logan chuckled heartily, it was so much fun and hot to wind up Grace. “You wanna tell me why you hate me so much now?” He softly inquired, hoping to hear an honest answer from his cousin’s good friend for once.

Grace let out a noise that sounded as a mix of a moan and a sigh. She then reached back and held his head still against her left asscheek, figuring that if he kept eating her out, she wouldn’t be able to tell that story. “A little more than three years ago, the summer before we started high school, I was at Ravers Manor visiting Paris,” she started, gathering her thoughts, the last few coherent ones she counted on at that moment. “We were in her room, she had dropped a pen and I was closer to it, so I crouched down to get it,” she continued and Logan instantly felt ashamed, knowing where that story was going. “You barged in, looked at me on all fours on the floor and fracking burst out laughing! You have any idea how humiliated that made me feel?! How ugly and disgusting I felt?”

Logan swallowed hard, now softly massaging her butt. “Yeah, as you no doubt gathered by now, I was a dumb kid back then, but that’s not exactly what happened that day,” he began his explanation. “When I barged into Par’s room that afternoon, I was greeted by the most exquisite and gorgeous butt I had ever seen, in those white jeans you had on,” he recounted, and her eyebrows rose in shock when he recalled exactly what she was wearing. “I was going through a super horny period, everything got me in the mood. But when I saw you, porn paled in comparison,” he admitted. “I was completely entranced, but when you turned around, the dumb kid I was could only laugh to save face.”

“W-what?”

“Grace, I’m really sorry, I had no idea you felt that bad about it,” he said, noting to himself how strange, and even hot, that he was telling this to her ass instead of her face. “If I knew, I would’ve come to you and apologized much sooner. But Paris never said anything, and I didn’t think you took it to heart. I’m sorry.”

Grace heard his apology and registered it, but another fact was ringing in her ears. The boy she had a crush on before high school, and that she hated after that incident, just admitted that he found her beautiful and sexy, and that the terrible afternoon didn’t mean exactly what she thought it meant for all those years. She couldn’t think about it, the smart blonde only realized it incensed her arousal to unimaginable heights and she almost let out a moan from that notion alone.

“Y-you can apologize to me another… way?” She croaked out, an hesitant offer.

“Yeah?” Logan asked, gently massaging her asscheeks. “What do you have in mind?”

“K-keep going back there,” she told him as her heart began beating faster again. “And don’t stop until I tell you, Ra… Logan.”

A big grin spread across his face as he squeezed her ass tenderly. “I wouldn’t dream of it, Grace,” he replied, and with that said, he dove into her molten core again, wrenching out that loud moan from the gorgeous blonde.

“Frack, yeah! Lick me!” Grace pleaded, her fingers clutching his messy dark-brown hair as she threw her head back in pleasure. “Make me cum haaaard…, shiiit!”

“You taste so fucking good!” He proclaimed, his voice muffled by her wet pussy as he unleashed his tongue against it, relentlessly. In the middle of it, he opened his eyes and his gaze zeroed into her impossibly tight-looking asshole, right in front of him. Logan was tempted to try and play with it, but he didn’t want to spook out Grace, not now that they were on supposedly good terms. Still, if they ended up getting tangled with each other again, he would definitely introduce her to some anal play. Her ass looked too good for him to pass out on that opportunity. That thought only made his impressive cock even harder in his pants and to satiate his arousal, the young man could only devour his blonde companion whole, sucking her clit into his mouth as he added two fingers into the mix again.

“Oooohhh yesssss, don’t stop, please! Never fracking stop!!!” Grace bucked against his tongue, feeling a powerful orgasm building up after edging herself for so long. She couldn’t believe it was Logan Ravers giving it to her, of all people, but that notion now only made it hotter to her, her overactive mind racing with possibilities for the future. “This feels sooooooooo… gooodddd!!!”

“Cum, Grace!” Logan squeezed hard on her asscheeks as he lashed his tongue against her sensitive clit. “Let it go for me, I wanna hear how sexy you sound when you scream!”

“Yeeeeesssss… frack…. I’m cuuummiiinng!!!” Grace bellowed, and with a final thrust of her fine rear against his face, the explosion came and she screamed in pleasure, some of her sweet juices squirting out of her pussy and hitting his chin.

Logan almost came involuntarily at how utterly sexy the gorgeous blonde looked in the throes of an orgasm, his tongue licking all around his mouth and lips to savor everything he could of her sweet juices. He knew she would be the only one cumming that night in that van, as he would never **** himself on her or coax her to return the favor. Only if she wanted to, obviously, but even then, Logan figured it would be best to make her wait, so there wouldn’t be any regrets on her part in the future. He watched her slumped on the chair, wet ass up as she breathed hard to regain her stamina.

The buzzing sound of her phone on the desk made both of them jump, startled at the sudden interruption. “Shit!” Grace’s hand shot up to grab the device. Reading the text, she clicked her tongue in annoyance. “Wretched Pietra…,” she whispered and began typing out a response.

Logan noticed the videogame character that was on her homescreen and let out a chuckle. “Had no idea you liked Panther,” he said, referring to the red leather-clad anime girl.

“It’s just a silly game,” she shook her head, trying to focus on her text. She couldn’t believe she was having this conversation with Logan Ravers, of all people, after he just made her have the biggest orgasm of her fucking life.

“Well, it’s a fun one,” he replied, and she turned to him with surprise written in her emerald-green eyes, mouth gaping before another buzzing noise diverted her attention back to her phone once more. Still, she imagined him donning a black trenchcoat and a white domino mask and the thought made her lips slightly curl into a small grin. He wondered what it would feel like to kiss her, to feel those fantastic, thick lips on his, but he figured it was better to start wondering how he was going to ask her on a date over the next few days.

“Is that your sister?” He inquired, willing his dick to try and start softening.

“Yeah, she wants to know if I’m on my way home. Our parents are asking where the hell I am,” Grace absent-mindedly responded as she continued typing a reply to Pietra’s text. “What’s the plan for the flash drive?”

“Uhn…, I think Heather wants to check out the tape when we get home,” he explained.

“She wants to watch a porn video of your parents?” Grace asked, an eyebrow raising in surprise. She was glad her gaze was still on the screen of her phone. Besides the text, she wanted to avoid his gaze for now because she couldn’t help but wonder if she should return the favor and make him cum. The possibility made her both excited and nervous as hell, so she decided to only deal with it if he made any mention of it. It was selfish of her, yes, very much, but it was the only way she could deal with the situation right now.

“Oh, mine aren’t in it, but well, someone needs to make sure we haven’t been duped,” he tried to make up an excuse. Truth be told, he was kind of curious to see his sexy aunt in action. She was much younger in it, but if Heather and Taylor were any indication, she probably was incredibly beautiful at that time already.

“Okay, then,” she whispered, a bit weirded out by the thought. Paris was actually pretty normal, so she hadn’t had much contact with the more eccentric Ravers family members. Finally done with her text, she noticed Logan was staring at her tank top and chuckling to himself. “What is it now?”

“I assume this top is Pietra’s?” He asked her, barely containing the laughter.

Grace looked down at the ‘FREE USE’ print and scrunched up her face in confusion. “How do you know that?”

Logan couldn’t contain himself anymore and began laughing before he tried to explain to the confused blonde just what those words meant. Grace’s eyes widened in anger and shock as her face slowly began blushing a deep shade of red.

“PIETRAAAAA!!!”