Down with the Sickness

Victoria stood, staring at the open doorway into the bedroom that Shawn had disappeared through. It was strange that she stood in his apartment, her bottoms torn, her ass and pussy bare to the cool air of the room. It was also strange that just seconds ago Shawn’s cock had been inside her. She’d known Shawn for a long time, met him during her relationship with his brother Dustin. He’d always been obnoxious and sexist and the last thing that Victoria ever thought she’d do would be to let him fuck her. But not only had she let him fuck her, she had enjoyed it.

Once again, she was struck with the choice to leave or to stay. Was it even a choice anymore though? Time after time she had the opportunity to leave, to run, to get away from Shawn and his dark intentions. She should have pushed him away and stormed out when she first tried to leave. She should have taken the chance when he left her alone to tie up Dustin. If she’d just left this room she would never have been in this situation. But she didn’t leave then, so what was the odds of her getting out now?

Though this time was different. Before it had been a passive choice, a decision she could make by not doing anything at all, which was the easiest thing in the world to do when gripped with fear and dread. This time though she was being told to make an active choice to become a willing participant. Not even like how she had willingly bucked back against Shawn’s cock, fucking herself with his dick, a subconscious, involuntary response of her body. To walk through that door, into that room would be a conscious, informed decision.

Beside her, Dustin used his tongue to push her panties out of his mouth, inadvertently tasting her sticky, sweet arousal. “Run, V!” he told her, half shouting so that she’d hear him through her trance, half whispering so Shawn wouldn’t. “There’s some of my mum’s old clothes in a hamper in the bathroom. Just take those and get out of here before he notices.”

Victoria nodded and dropped her hands to the waistband of her tattered bottoms. She hooked her thumbs in the elastic and pushed them down her legs, the normally tight material easily sliding down her thighs and knees due to the open hole. She paused with the clothing around her calves to remove her socks and shoes before taking off the yoga pants completely and tossing them on to the pool table near where her dripping hole had left a dark stain on the felt.

Dustin’s relief turned to horror as Victoria’s hands moved to her tank top, rolling it up over her body and lifting the material over the swell of her large breasts. “No,” he called out, forgetting to be quiet in case Shawn overheard, watching as Victoria lifted the top higher still, peeling it from her shoulders and over the head. “You can’t, V, you can’t, not with Shawn, please, no.”

Victoria ignored his pleas, discarding the tank top along with her bottoms on the table and then reaching around her back to unclasp her bra. Dustin shook his head and violently rocked the chair back and forth, trying to free himself so that he could stop her. But she couldn’t even stop herself. It was like an out of body experience, feeling herself moving while looking at herself and wondering why. Was Shawn’s cock really that good? Was she really that horny? What did her body understand that her mind couldn’t comprehend?

She slid the straps of her bra down her arms, the cups falling away from her full breasts, allowing them to drop and bounce, though youth and fitness kept them high and perky upon her chest. Her body stripped itself naked with such confidence and assurance. It knew what she wanted, even if her mind hadn’t yet caught up.

“I’m sorry, okay. I swear it was Shawn’s plan, but I did go along with it. I knew Kendra and Shawn were **** your boyfriend, but I didn’t know they’d be listening in. But I’m sorry for my part in it. Are you listening?” Dustin bellowed mournfully at her as she took a barefooted step towards the bedroom. “I applied to volunteer with the Rangers so that I could come back and be close to you. I was just so lonely and depressed when we moved, all I could think about was you. I told Shawn because I had no one else to tell. You tell people you have a girl in another town and they think you’re a loser, if they even believe you at all. Shawn was the only one who understood your allure, how important you are to me. It was his idea to set up a date, to randomly bump into you while he would play interference if there was anyone new in your life. That much was his idea. Then everything went to shit when I did actually run into you in the caves before we’d planned. But I’m sorry. I’m sorry I even went along with it.” Dustin rambled with increasing desperation, unable to break his restrains, unable to stop Victoria’s advance. “If this is to punish me then I’ll never bother you ever again. You don’t have to do this, just to spite me. If you walk into that room, there’s no coming back.”

But this wasn’t about Dustin. In fact, she was barely listening to him. This was what she wanted. This was her body calling to her, connecting with something primal and terrestrial at her core. She could hear the drums, ancient and pagan, in her head, feel them in her bones, beating in time with her fluttering heart, resonating within her like a crack of thunder in the sky. She stopped at the threshold and paused. This was the last of her last chances. She could still turn back. She could still keep her pride and dignity. There was still hope.

She abandoned all hope, discarded her pride and dignity with her torn pants and took her first step into the master bedroom.

Shawn sat in the centre of the king-sized bed, propped up with his back against the headboard, completely naked. His legs were spread slightly, his hard cock jutting up from between them, still glistening with her juices. He looked up from his phone with bored eyes and said, “You took your time. I was beginning to think you were lying about giving your pussy to my dick.”

“No, no, I want it,” she insisted, crossing the room to the bed with small, hurried steps.

“Then show me,” he ordered, setting his phone aside as the bed sank beneath her weight.

She placed one knee on the bed, crawling up onto the mattress and then to his cock. She gave the head a quick kiss as she moved up his body, allowing his cock to rub along her breasts and stomach. Moving into position, straddling him with a leg on each side, she reached up and grabbed the headboard, using it as an anchor as she shuffled her knees forward, tight to his waist until her pussy hovered directly over his stiff cock. With one hand still on the headboard, she reached down with the other between her legs, between their bodies and took hold of his hard shaft in her hand, just the touch sending a shudder through her body.

Aiming him up with her dripping, wet hole, Victoria bent her knees and lowered her pussy to Shawn’s cock. She looked down into his dark, deep brown eyes, becoming slack-jawed as her lips made first contact with his tip. Another shudder rippled through her body, a low hum like a generator resonating from her core. His mushroomed head spread her lower lips, slowly becoming enveloped by them as she lowered herself further onto his cock. Inch after inch of his hard, hot length slid inside, stretching her tight pussy to accommodate it. With two hands again on the headboard, she lifted her legs, balancing on her feet rather than her legs, squatting, and used the leverage to push herself further down on Shawn’s stiff manhood.

Her ass met his thighs, his balls resting just below her hole, and she knew she had taken him whole. She felt stuffed full, complete. He wasn’t even the biggest cock she’d ever had. She hadn’t measured but gauging by how stretched she felt, she could tell that Zack’s cock was bigger in both girth and length. But Shawn’s cock just felt right. Like it was perfectly shaped to fill her as snug and pleasurably as possible, and she designed to take him. Why did such a fine specimen of a cock have to belong to such an obnoxious, misogynistic-

SMACK

Victoria yelped. Her buttock glowed red, stinging where Shawn’s hand had spanked it. He didn’t speak, instead spanking her again when she still didn’t move, like a jockey whipping a horse to focus. She flinched against the second slap, feeling Shawn’s cock move inside her, pleasure flooding her senses along with pain. Using her grip on the headboard and her knees, she lifted her ass up, Shawn’s cock slipping from her hole until just the head sat upon the entrance. She lowered herself then, allowing gravity to do most of the work, meeting his thighs with an audible SMACK, just as loud as his spanking.

Her breathing deepened, and she closed her eyes as she repeated the motion, lifting and dropping her pussy along his cock, feeling that perfect length and size filling her again and again. Even with her eyes closed she didn’t think of anything other than Shawn, of Shawn’s cock inside her, of Shawn’s cock filling her, of Shawn’s cock deep inside, his tip knocking at the entrance to her cervix when she took him fully.

“Look at me,” he growled.

Easing her eyelids open, she squinted at his face with lustful, glazed eyes, mouth still hanging open, looking at his cool dark eyes staring up into hers. He grunted, his breathing deep and laboured just like hers, his teeth pressed tight together as she bounced her ass up and down his cock over and over, impaling her pussy on his entire length in full, quick drops now. He reached down and took hold of her asscheeks, one in each hand, in tight firm grips, just holding her as she fucked him.

“Shit, even when you’re this wet, your pussy is so hot and tight,” Shawn hissed, cock twitching inside her as a surge of pleasure rose from the root of his shaft. “Fuck, I should have done this sooner. I’ve wanted to ever since you dated my dear little brother. I should have tied him up and fucked you right in front of him the first day he brought you to the house.”

“I wish you had,” Victoria moaned, dropping down on his cock again, her large, firm tits bouncing freely along with every movement.

Why had she said that? Maybe because it was what Shawn wanted to hear and she didn’t dare upset him right now. Or because when she said it, she felt his cock flex inside her. Or perhaps it was because it was the truth. She’d held onto her virginity for so long, keeping it for someone that she thought she loved. In the end, her perfect cock, the cock that gave her the most pleasure was attached to a man that no woman should ever love. And yet, she kept fucking it. She wanted it inside her, filling her. In light of that, why should she have waited?

Completely voluntarily, she leaned down and brought her mouth to his. She kissed him, dirty, wet and loud, lips smacking together as their tongues explored each other. As she rode him harder and faster, she moaned into his mouth, the room filling with the squelching of Victoria’s pussy as she fucked herself on his hard length. She had stopped caring who this man was or why she shouldn’t be there. Everything she knew or thought she knew was being completely dismantled by just how fucking perfect this cock felt inside her hole. An eruption of pleasure made her walls clamp around his cock, and she broke the kiss, rolling her head to one side and gasping, winded by euphoria.

“You like my cock?” he asked, the answer obvious.

“Mmm-mhmn,” she moaned in confirmation.

“You want to fuck it again?” he offered smugly.

She knew that she should say ‘no’. The right, safe, answer here was to tell Shawn that after tonight that she never wanted to see him again. But she hadn’t done a single thing tonight that she should have done. And when it felt this good, what reason was there to stop? She moaned the same affirmation as before, wondering briefly what she was committing to before she sank down completely on his cock again, pleasure erasing her current thoughts.

“You like homework, don’t you?” Shawn continued, licking his lips and smirking. “You’re one of those academic types, right?”

It was a strange question, especially at a time like this. It also made her sound like a complete loser, but, she supposed, compared to Shawn, who likely detested school and all school work as a waste of his time, she did enjoy school. She was regularly top of her class in most subjects, even gym, and didn’t really mind doing work outside of school to improve her learning, especially when it was for English or one of her other favourite topics. So, yes, she supposed that Shawn was correct, but, for all her book smarts, she couldn’t figure out why Shawn was asking such a question.

“Yuh-yea,” she grunted, sliding down his cock.

“Then how about I set you some assignments and if you complete them to satisfaction, I’ll fuck you again,” he said, a tingle shooting down her spine to her pussy, her hole flushing with arousal at the simple promise to fuck her again. His smirk grew wider as he felt her pussy tighten around his thickness, knowing that the idea turned her on.

“Mmhm, yes, I want you to fuck me again,” Victoria moaned, rolling her head from one side to the other. Her arms gripping the headboard were beginning to get tight and sore, and her legs ached from repeated squats but she continued, maintaining her pace, focusing on the pleasure filling her pussy. “But, ah-ah -assignments, what kind oh-of ah-ah-assignments?”

“That Gavin, he really was rather brave, trying to save you right until the end. He failed, but still he tried. And he endured a lot of ridicule and torment on your behalf. I think it’s only right that you reward him, don’t you?” Shawn grunted, resisting the urge to cum as Victoria dropped down, completely enveloping his cock, her walls clamping around his length like a vice.

“You-you want me to fuck Gavin?” Victoria breathed incredulously. She wasn’t so naïve to believe that this situation would be monogamous, but she expected that it would be Shawn who wanted to fuck around while she was to remain exclusive. But Shawn wanted her to do the fucking. He didn’t strike her as the cuckold type, probably preferring to be the bull, so why? It wouldn’t be difficult to fuck another man to get another chance at Shawn’s cock, even Gavin who she was currently furious with. It was like getting two cocks for the price of one.

“I don’t just want you to fuck him. I want you to seduce him. Make him fall in love with you again. The way he stood up for you, like a true hero, a man like that deserves the love of a good woman, don’t you think?” He grinned and added, “Or in the absence of that, a good slut.”

It was just another game, to embarrass and break Gavin. To prove to him Victoria’s true nature. Could she really do that to Gavin? Maybe he even deserved it for cheating on her, to show him what it felt like to be betrayed. But even still, until just this morning he had been her boyfriend. Could she really do this to him? Though what other choice did she have? To get off his cock and walk out? She’d already proven to herself that she couldn’t do that. Where Shawn’s cock was involved her body had its own interests. And the thought of more had her pussy burning with desire. Maybe Shawn was right about her, maybe he knew her better than she even knew herself, that she truly was just a slut born to bring him pleasure.

“Yea-yes, YEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSS,” she threw her head back and moaned loudly, her long golden blonde hair dangling down her bare back, swishing back and forth as her body bobbed up and down on Shawn’s member. “YES, I’ll do it, I’ll fuck Gavin, I’ll seduce him, so long as I can fuck this cock again, fuck, YES, YES, YEEEESSSS, it feels so fucking good inside me.”

“We’ll need some way to make sure you’re actually doing the assignments,” Shawn mused, smirking as he watched her take his cock in full, deep plunges. “So, you can’t fluff the details just to fuck this dick you love so much.”

“I wouldn’t,” she moaned, gyrating her hips as she rose up and down his cock. “I wouldn’t lie.”

“Just as insurance, every time you do something with him, I want you to send me a picture,” Kurt demanded, grunting as her pussy squeezed his shaft in response. “A picture of your pretty innocent face painted with his stupid, weak cum.”

“Yes, YES, that sounds so hot,” she half-squealed loudly again, lolling her head from one side to the other. “Letting him mark me with his cum and showing you, mmhm, I can’t fucking wait to do that.”

She bounced harder, faster, her aching legs aflame but enduring as she drove herself closer to her climax. She felt him begin to thrust back against her, shoving his cock deep inside her, multiplying her pleasure, as his hands roughly gripped her ass cheeks. Pleasure shot through her body like electric, feeling her walls clamp around his twitching cock.

“Fuck, that’s it,” he groaned, clearly feeling the same pleasure she was. “Ride my cock until I cum.”

“Shit, YES, I mean, do you want me to st-stop?” she asked breathily, though her riding remained as enthusiastic as ever. “Do you want to p-pull out?”

“No!” he insisted, thrusting hard up into her as he moved one hand from her ass to her chest, squeezing one of her large, perky tits in his palm. “I’m going to cum inside you.”

“Oh, FUCK YEEEESSSSS, plant your seed in me. Fuck, this is so hot,” she moaned to the ceiling, almost cumming at the very idea. “I can’t believe I’m riding your cock, Shawn. I can’t believe I’m fucking you, that I’m fucking you raw, that you’re going to cum inside my pussy, that I’m going to let you. I can’t believe it feels this fucking good.”

“That’s because you’re my slut,” Shawn told her with a smirk as he sat up right.

“YES, YES I AM, I AM YOUR SLUT, I AM,” she howled.

He latched his mouth around her nipple and sucked, swirling his tongue around the nub. That proved to be the last straw, her orgasm coming hard and fast as she slammed down, balls deep on Shawn’s cock. She stopped riding him, convulsing now instead, rippling and writhing, shivering and shuddering as her pussy flushed with her juices, feeling her walls clamping around his shaft, squeezing out her fluids all over his base and balls and running over onto the bed. Her cervix opened as she climaxed harder and more wholly than any orgasm before. Every muscle and bone in her body seemed to feel it, tensing and releasing almost simultaneously.

Being balls deep inside her had a similar effect on Shawn, and her pussy walls rapidly constricting and pulsing around his length coaxed the cum from his cock. He felt it rise through his shaft, his balls tightening as his head blasted forth his cum into the deepest reaches of her hole. His load spewed forth from his tip, past her open cervix, filling her womb directly. Both hands were back on her ass now, holding on tight as he bucked against her, flexing his cock until she felt every last drop of his sticky, hot cum inside her.

His mouth left her tit and kissed her again, roughly, his tongue stabbing forth passed her lips, but she let him, moaning into him as their fucking drew to a close. They were still, his cock still buried in her, her hole still wrapped around his member. Finally her hands left the head board, touching his face and neck as their tongues swirled together. She could feel her cervix beginning to close, trapping almost all of his white hot cum deep in her womb, but he was still incredibly hard.

His hands moved from her ass, one moving up over her back, fingers tracing her spine while the other went down, sliding over her smooth leg. Then, in an instance, he grabbed her tight and flipped her, slamming her onto her back on the bed. He broke the kiss, leaving Victoria panting, as he rose up looming over her. His hands moved to her legs, both holding the back of her thighs and pushing her legs back, folding her in two until her knees were below her shoulders, her ass and pussy pointed straight upwards.

“OH, fuck, again?” Victoria moaned, her voice a lustful slur.

“Think of it as an advance on the reward for successfully completing your homework,” he told her, rising up onto his feet, planting on either side of Victoria’s body, giving him the angle and leverage to withdraw from Victoria’s hole.

He didn’t take it slow, instead, pulling out almost entirely and slamming down again, shoving her pussy full of his cock. She moaned to be filled with him again, as he furiously fucked her, her body doubled over in the most uncomfortable shape, because that was how he wanted her. Thank fuck she did yoga, or such a move might actually have snapped her in half. But Shawn didn’t care. He only cared about putting her how he wanted her, so he could fuck her how he wanted her and there was something about that which was just so hot to Victoria that she couldn’t help but scream.

He slammed down into her, having mounted her, he fucked her vigorously. While Victoria might have been tired and sore from riding him, Shawn felt full of energy and he put it to good use, fucking the ever-living daylights out of Victoria with such speed and **** that the bed shook and shuddered, squeaking and creaking beneath the weight and turbulence of their rutting. Her pussy gushed with his cum, creaming all over his cock as he sank the full length inside her wet, welcoming hole.

Victoria shrieked, unable to form words anymore, her voice becoming a mere indicator that she loved being fucked by Shawn. She was so loud she’d couldn’t hear herself think, but her only thought would have been how good Shawn’s manhood felt, hard and stiff, long and thick, pistoning in and out of her pussy. So good another orgasm rocked her body, but this time she could shake and twitch all she wanted, Shawn was in control, and he fucked her throughout her orgasm, and after until another one hit her, and another, and another.

She came over and over on Shawn’s cock becoming hoarse and delirious, her back arching and pushing her already pretzeled body upwards, thrusting her pussy back against his indomitable cock. She had no idea how long she was there, squealing like a pig as he fucked her, unrelenting like a machine. Such pleasure and ecstasy flooded her brain. How could she ever hope to give this up? His cock was slick with her many orgasms, her pussy unable to hold it, the rest pouring down over her ass and thighs and leaking out over the bed.

But even Shawn wasn’t capable of keeping up that pace, especially with her hole incessantly spasming around his shaft. He could feel that same familiar surge rising up his length. This time though he did pull out, leaving it until the very last second before yanking the head from her hole and spraying her with his hot cum. From his higher ground above her folded position, his erupting cock was able to paint her from head to waist in streaks of sticky white seed. There was a surprising amount considering he’d same not long before inside her and felt like he’d already deposited a gallon load in there.

When he was done, his cock dripping the last dregs of his balls onto the bed, he shuffled off the bed on his knees. She half expected him to tell her to get dressed and get out as he rose to his feet beside the bed, but instead he silently disappeared into the ensuite. She heard the shower start and then, moments later he re-emerged, wiping his dick with a tissue. When she rolled her head to one side to look at him, he said, “you should take a shower and get cleaned up.”

He disappeared again, this time into the main room where Dustin was but Victoria couldn’t see them from the bed. Gingerly she slid from the mattress on to her weak legs and staggered like a baby deer into the bathroom. She didn’t even bother to lock the door as she checked the temperature of the water and stepped beneath the stream. Shawn and Dustin had even everything she had to offer that night.

She moved her hands over her body, washing the cum from her skin, then rinsed her hair, standing beneath the shower with her face turned up towards the spray. As the warm clean water cleansed her, she began to feel normal again, like herself, like she could just wash the whole night away and it would be gone. She felt a knot twist in her stomach, tightening at the prospect of going back to her life, of the good girl Victoria Walker, always doing what was right and feeling constrained and constricted by it.

“Here are some clothes for you to wear,” Shawn’s voice jolted her from her thoughts as she turned to see him setting a pair of leather pants and a thong, along with her own bra and vest top, onto the sink.

“Oh, um, thank you,” she said, staring at him through the shower door. “I hope you don’t mind my asking, but why are you being so nice all of a sudden?”

It wasn’t really ‘nice’ to offer clothes after he’d ripped her old ones to fuck her, or to offer her a shower after he was the one who made her dirty with sweat and cum. But given Shawn’s previously displayed personality, it felt like an undue kindness that surprised the tall, buxom blonde.

“I take pride and care of my belongings,” he said simply as he turned to leave, adding with a hint of a warning, “so long as they remain in my possession.”