The Devil Within

Kurt pushed and pressed his way through the crowd, hurrying as fast as he could with all the people in the way. He was determined to get to Victoria on time this time. He’d thought he’d made it when he found her unharmed outside Shawn’s apartment but the last day had shown him how untrue that was. Victoria wasn’t unharmed. Physically perhaps, but emotionally, spiritually, Shawn had infected her, and the symptoms were beginning to present. Giving him a blowjob in the car, fucking him while Gavin watched, eating breakfast with her naked tits on display, leading Zack and him down to the lake for a threesome…these were the actions of a Victoria Walker diseased with the Shawn Lewis virus.

What didn’t make sense to Kurt was why she would go back to him. He was dangerous and yet she was still putting herself at risk by being in his presence. What was it he could offer her to lure her back in? What reward was he referring to in the text message? Kurt could see the puzzle, with a gaping hole right in the middle where he was missing pieces. Without concrete evidence he still couldn’t confront Victoria, she’d simply deny just as she had been doing. But if he could get Shawn talking then perhaps he might slip. That was his only chance, Kurt decided.

But that was only if he could get to them before Shawn got a hold of Victoria again. He could only pray that he was able to get to them on time to stop whatever might be going on unlike last time. He squeezed by to the restrooms, pausing and looking between the men and women’s toilets. Since she was meeting Shawn, he might be waiting out in the men’s…but it would be easier for Victoria to go to the women’s without rousing suspicions…but harder for him to wait there for her. Then, like a sign from heaven two girls hastened from the women’s toilets, shocked and horrified.

“Holy shit, I can’t believe they’re just going at it right there in the open. Who does that?” The first girl asked.

“Sometimes I wish a guy would just take me like that…but not where anyone could just walk in, you know.”

Bingo. Though what they were saying couldn’t be true. Going at it…taking her…it sounded like they were talking about two people fucking but it didn’t seem like they’d just witnessed a ****. Whatever was going on behind that door hadn’t alarmed them. He rushed forward and grabbed the door before it could close and peered in through the opening, his eyes widening as he saw what the girls were talking about.

Victoria was indeed inside the women’s bathroom, sitting upon the sink counter. Her white dress was bunched up around her waist, the straps pulled down so that it hung just below her naked, bouncing breasts. Her smooth, bare legs were open, spread wide, a white pair of panties dangling from her ankle. Her beautiful golden blonde hair bobbed as her body shook, thrusting back against the man between her legs.

Kurt’s eyes moved from her body to his, dressed impeccably in a charcoal shirt and black pinstriped trousers, almost looking professional and respectably were it not for the fact that Kurt recognised that shaven head and arrogant sneer as Shawn Lewis. Victoria’s legs were raised high enough, wrapped around his hips, that Kurt could see between them where Shawn’s thick, hard cock glistened with the juices of Victoria’s hole momentarily before he slammed it back inside her.

“Shawn, please,” she pleaded.

That was all Kurt needed to hear, Victoria’s distressed voice, begging with Shawn, but before the blonde haired teen could leap into action to save the damsel, two more words slipped from her lips that gave him pause.

“don’t stop,” she added with equal eagerness.

He felt like someone had just punched him in the chest. He felt winded and dizzy and the whole world spun as he tried to grasp what he’d just heard. Victoria was being fucked by Shawn…and didn’t want him to stop. Victoria Walker was actually urging Shawn Lewis to keep fucking her. This despicable misogynist who had plotted with his brother to trick Victoria in order to punish that same brother was fucking her and she was actually enjoying it. The more he repeated the idea in his head the less real it seemed, the less plausible. Yet, it was right before his eyes, real as real could be, completely undeniable.

Shawn gripped her thighs tight, pressing his fingers hard into the skin as he pounded into her with furious speed and smirked to hear her beg him to continue. “Of course, I’m not going to stop,” he told her. “You earned this.”

Earned it? Earned what? A fuck from Shawn Lewis. As far as prizes went Kurt considered that one to be pretty worthless. But if Shawn was actually doing it that mean that Victoria had done something for him. Since leaving the apartment though, Victoria hadn’t done much except tease and fuck him and Zack, or was that what Shawn had wanted? But to what end? For what purpose? Kurt frowned as he turned his attention back to Victoria and Shawn rutting on the bathroom counter. He hated watching this, but listening might reveal valuable information.

“I did good?” She asked, her eyes twinkling like a child looking for their father’s approval.

“You did more than fucking good,” Shawn growled, pulling out of her with a whimper. He unbuckled his belt and trousers and shoved them down to the floor, before slamming back inside the tight, teen blonde, his exposed thighs slapping nosily against the insides of hers now. “You went above and beyond.”

“Mmhm, fuck yeeeeesss,” she moaned as he re-entered her and stuffed her full of his thick cock. “That, mmhm, that’s because I, ah, ah, I was tr-tr-trying to im, mmhm, impress yooooooou.”

“Then color me fucking impressed,” Shawn grunted through his teeth, squeezing his eyes shut for a few seconds as Victoria’s pussy tightened around his cock when he buried himself inside her. “That’s why you’re a good slut. And good sluts get fucked. That’s what you are, isn’t it?”

“No, I’m not,” Victoria gasped as Shawn repeatedly filled and emptied her hole with his cock.

Yes. Kurt did a silent leap of joy. Maybe she was in over her head with Shawn somehow, but she still had her dignity. A girl like Victoria, who’d held on to her virginity until this very week wouldn’t give up her self-respect so easily. Perhaps that meant Shawn hadn’t fully infected her yet. There was still a chance to isolate and remove the cancer. Though really, Kurt shouldn’t react so quickly.

“I’m your good slut,” Victoria corrected him, squealing delightedly as Shawn ploughed into her again, her pussy overflowing over his cock, her juices running down over her thighs and buttocks and dripping off the edge of the counter onto the bathroom floor.

“Right answer!” Shawn cheered triumphantly, picking up the pace again, fucking Victoria with long hard rapid strokes. “I can trust you, yes?”

“Yes, yes, you can trust me, yes,” Victoria sang, her body lapsing in and out of moments of bliss.

“You would never let someone go until I said to do so?” Shawn gripped her harder, marking the skin in his indirect anger as his movements began to slow. “You don’t need second chances.”

“No, no, no, just keep fucking me and I’ll do whatever you want,” she begged, though she remained still, not even daring to buck against him and take his cock deeper than he wished.

He smiled, a released her thighs, bringing one hand up to her face. His thumb traced over her lips and across her cheek before he buried his fingers in her golden hair, wrapping the strands like threads of sunlight around his hand. Pulling on her hair hard, tugging her face towards his, he kissed her full on the lips as he thrust deep and forcefully into her pussy. She moaned into his mouth, quivering beneath his touch.

Shawn pulled his mouth from hers, looking down in to her gaping, breathless maw as he continued hammering at her pussy between her legs, her orgasm steadily building. Shawn wasn’t much concerned with that though. “Of course, I’d have let him go eventually. Getting you to seduce him wouldn’t have worked otherwise,” Shawn noted, watching Victoria’s face gasp with every thrust. “But it’s the principle of the matter. I hadn’t given the order yet.”

“Forget about Kendra, you have me,” Victoria cooed, her gasp becoming a moan that rose in pitch as a first, miniature pre-orgasmic wave washed over her. “Oh fuck, Shawn…Shawn…you’re gonna make me cum.”

“Then cum,” her permitted. “But we’re not done until I’m done.”

“Oooooooooh-of course, fuck me as, as, as, as long as you waaaaaaah-want,” Victoria moaned back as more blissful pulses erupted from her centre.

“And while you do, tell what you plan to do next,” Shawn ordered between shoving his dick deep between Victoria’s open legs. “Now that he’s fallen for you all over again, it’s time to break dear Gavin’s heart again. Show him that, at your core, you really are just another little slut, and a man as weak and pathetic as him could never hope to have you. Sluts like you are made for men, for real men, men like me, isn’t that right?”

“Yes, yes, I was made for you, this slutty little pussy was made to take that thick cock, that big thick cock that’s gonna make this slutty, tight pussy cum,” Victoria groaned as she felt Shawn’s cock hit against the back of her hole. She gripped his arms tight and threw her head back as the first orgasm hit her, her pussy walls clamping down around Shawn’s cock. “Oh fuck, oh shit, that’s it, fuck yes, I’m cumming, I’m cumming, mmhm.”

Shawn yanked at her hair pulling her face back in front of his and watched her eyes begin to roll back in her head. “Tell me how you’ll prove it to Gavin.”

“I…I’m going to fuck Zack,” She gasped through her orgasm, another bombarding her mind as Shawn’s cock continued to piston in and out of her sloppy, wet pussy, the sounds of her flooded hole being filled with Shawn’s cock ringing off the tiled walls, along with the mixture of the grunts and half-breaths and skin on skin rhythmically beating like a drum along to the motions of their sex.

“Zack?” Shawn questioned. “That’s his best friend.”

“Ye-yeeeessss,” Victoria moaned, a third orgasm spreading throughout her body. “I…I’m gonna fuck him right in front of Gavin, I’m gonna let Gavin walk in on us, and I’m not gonna stop, I’m not gonna stop until his best friend cums, and I’m gonna let him cum all over my face, just like Gavin did. And then I’m gonna wipe his cum from my face with my fingers, and lick it from my fingers and tell him that his best friend tastes better. And I’m not gonna say I’m sorry.”

“Haha, fucking excellent,” Shawn approved, laughing breathlessly. Just listening to Victoria’s plan of action had pushed him over the edge and he could feel the tingling running down his spine swelling up inside his balls. A fourth orgasm caused her pussy to close like a vice around his cock, daring to squeeze the cum right out of him. “Shit, your pussy is too good, I’m gonna cum too.”

“Yes, please cum, cum for your good, little slut,” Victoria moaned desperately. “Are you gonna cum on my face like the others?”

“No, because I decide where I cum, not you!” Shawn growled, feeling his own climax surging up through his shaft. “And I’m not like the others. So, I’m cumming inside.”

“Oh fuck, yes, please, cum inside me, fill me with your seed,” Victoria squealed, looking down and watching Shawn’s cock sliding in and out of her hole. “Ah, cum inside me again, mmhm.”

Again? Kurt’s mind stumbled at that word as he watched Shawn slam deep into Victoria’s pussy. It was clear by the twitching his shaft and balls that he was cumming, pouring his unrestrained seed deep into her unprotected hole. And clearly, if ‘again’ was any indication, not for the first time. And unless Victoria and Shawn had managed to fuck between now and the apartment last night, the last time Shawn came inside Victoria had to be yesterday…the same night that, mere hours later, Kurt had eaten Victoria’s pussy. He remembered the strong salty taste and realised he had been licking Shawn’s creampie. He felt bile rising up to the top of his throat.

Before he could throw up, or rush in and just start punching Shawn, he felt a hand on his shoulder. He jumped, turning quickly and ready to fight, only to find Kendra standing opposite in a figure-hugging striped sweatshirt, tight blue jeans and black rimmed glasses. He stared at her wordlessly, unsure whether he’d been caught or perhaps this had been the plan all along.

“We need to talk,” she said simply.