Unsainted

“Oh, hi, Victoria,” Gavin said, surprise rooting him to the spot. It shouldn’t really have been a shock to find someone else in the living room, it wasn’t a large cabin and was inhabited, at this moment, by nine people, but it was the routine. Gavin had gotten so used to walking up and seeing Ashley that coming in and finding anyone else was as if the Earth had suddenly been shifted a few degrees away from the sun.

“Why are you up?” He asked out of politeness. The real question he wanted to ask was where Ashley was, but that seemed rude.

“Same as you, I guess, can’t sleep,” she said with a shrug as she turned sideways, bringing a leg up onto the couch. “Well, that and Kendra and Kurt are occupying my bed for the night.”

“Kurt? I thought you and he…” He said, drifting off, not quite sure how to put into words what he thought they were. ‘Together’ was the operative word, but it was something he only assumed since they slept in the same bed and always seemed to be around each other.

“Together?” She finished, seemingly reading his mind. “No, not officially. Sometimes I think I’ve done too much, that he knows too much, for me to ever be more than a troubled girl who needs help to him.”

Gavin wasn’t sure what to say to that. Did she want to be consoled, should he say sorry? His experiences with girls had been greatly expanded over this last week and a half, but what to do with an ex was still outside of his limited purview. It was easier just to remove himself from the situation all together.

“I didn’t mean to disturb you,” he said, inching towards the kitchen. “I’ll let you get back to reading.”

She flung the book onto the coffee table where he could see the title as ‘Mystery at Red Rock River’. “It’s a dull book anyway. It was only meant to be a distraction, but there’s too much exposition and the plot is filled with contrivances. But you’re here now. You can distract me.”

“I don’t know, Victoria,” he said, rubbing his neck as he thought of the best way to let her down gently. “I wouldn’t be good company. My head is still a mess from earlier, and my body is sore. Even talking hurts because my jaw is sore and my throat is dry…”

“You poor thing. Sit down and I’ll get you some water.”

She was on her feet and dashing towards the kitchen before Gavin could even insist that it was fine, that he could get the water himself. With a sigh, he resigned himself to his fate and sat next to where Victoria had been. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to talk to her, only that this was little back and forth was as much as they’d spoken in almost a week, aside from a few snarky, bitter comments on her part, and he found her new, friendly demeanor disconcerting.

Victoria returned, hurrying back to her seat and pressing the cool glass right into Gavin’s hands. Beads of condensation ran down the outside, his fingers growing damp, requiring him to hold the glass with both hands as he brought it to his lips. He took a small sip, and breathed, before taking another, remembering his mother’s medical advice from any time he had so much as a cold, that smaller sips were gentler and easier to swallow.

“Thanks,” he said after the third sip.

“Listen, I may have an ulterior motive for asking you to sit with me tonight,” she said, looking down at her hands, fidgeting with the hem of her dress. “The truth is I want to apologise for how I reacted when we broke up.”

“That’s not necessary. I did cheat on you, and it was my fault that you got lost in the forest,” Gavin said, though he did think that her walking around topless and making plans with Kurt and Zack in front of him had been a step too far.

“If you hadn’t cheated with Chloe, I most certainly would have with Kurt. The fact that you did it first just allowed me to take the moral high ground, but I’m the one who should take the blame.” She turned her dazzling green eyes up to stare directly into his face, shimmering even more than usual from the wetness, a thin layer resting on her lower lashes. “You were the first person I trusted enough to have sex with. The most experience I had before Dustin was a few friends of Brandon’s that Ashley set me up with, double dates and such, but they were all jerks and assholes. They only cared about me making them look good. The furthest they ever got with me was a blowjob, but it was a transaction, something to get them off my back and leave me alone.”

None of what Victoria said remotely surprised Gavin. Walking down the halls at school, all the jocks held girls by their sides, like accessories, the way a woman carries a bag. And similarly, just as a purse gets dumped once it goes out of fashion, from week to week, the girls rotated and were swapped out as their value as arm candy dropped. Only Brandon and Ashley seemed like a permanent fixture. Though Gavin would have been lying if he said he hadn’t thought about walking down those halls with the hottest girl by his side, just to see their faces.

“Even with Dustin, though I did love him, we never got that far because I always felt like he was holding back. I don’t know if it was because he worried that the closer I got to him, it would mean me becoming more involved with family, or if he was just suspicious of all relationships because his father’s **** of their mother, but I got the sense that he never really let me in. So, I never let him in. We did some stuff, more than I did with the other jerks, but we never went all the way,” Victoria continued, taking her time to rely the difficult information. “I was just waiting on a sweet and honest guy, who wasn’t using me or holding back, and then I finally found that with you. But I was the one who screwed it up.”

Gavin felt like he already knew most of this, though perhaps not in quite so much detail. The broad strokes of her dating jerks, and Dustin’s family problems, were facts of her life that he’d become aware of, but it was strange to hear her talk so candidly about it and in relation to himself. The point of the stories didn’t seem to excuse her own actions, but highlight why she’d fallen for Gavin, and Gavin wasn’t quite sure how to respond to that, except that his heartbeat quickened. Thankfully, Victoria didn’t seem to require a reply.

“It was rather quick so, I don’t know how much you remember from our first time,” she interrupted herself with a short, breathy chuckle and added, “and the next time we were drunk off that wine. But I remember it feeling good. It was nice to love and be loved, to have finally lost it. I felt relief. And then panic. But the panic I felt at being pregnant wasn’t my own. To be honest, I didn’t really care.”

“Yeah, I remember you saying that if it was with me, then it might not be so bad.”

“If it was from an act of love. The panic I felt from being pregnant wasn’t from my own concerns, it was from imagining how everyone else would look at me, like just another teenage slut who couldn’t keep her legs shut. But the actual thought of being pregnant, my belly large and swollen, a life growing inside of me, that never scared me. I know that’s irresponsible. Maybe that’s why I liked it; letting you cum inside me was quite possibly the first irresponsible thing I’ve ever done.” She was quick to look up at him and wave her hands, dismissing any implications. “Not that I blame you. You were right. We were too young, we should have been focused on school, on our futures. It should have made me admire you even more, but it felt like a rejection. Like I’d waited so long for the right moment, for the right reasons, so it would feel good, and now I was being told that it was a mistake.”

“I never meant it like that,” Gavin said, though he admitted that it probably had come across that way due to his poor social skills. “I wasn’t trying to be mature about it. I was scared too, and it was easier to draw into myself than deal with the consequences.”

“Either way, I should have been patient, and understanding. I wanted to be, I really did, but also just wanted to be with you again, to feel good with you again, and when I couldn’t have that I looked elsewhere. Even though I knew it was wrong, I couldn’t help how my body felt every time I got close to Kurt, or how I made excuses just to be near him. I was tempting myself, daring myself to go further, and then…” She shook her head. “Everyone thinks that Shawn made me a slut. The horrible truth is that Shawn just helped me let myself go. I stopped caring what people thought, and letting it hold me back. But before Shawn came along, I was just a slut in waiting. If you hadn’t cheated, there’s no doubt in my mind I would have fucked Kurt. Hell, if it wasn’t for Zack and Ashley coming home that night, I probably would have let him take me right there in the kitchen.”

“To think, for want of a condom, maybe none of this would have happened at all,” Gavin joked. “We might even still be together.”

“Well, that’s not a problem anymore,” Victoria said, leaning forward. Her hands reached beneath the coffee table and pulled out a large glass bowl, filled with condoms, some loose in packets and others still in their boxes. “We could fuck all night long with this.”

That mere suggestion, cheeky and joking as it was, made Gavin’s cock throb within his shorts and he suddenly became well aware that his shorts and the loose t-shirt hanging to his torso were the only clothes he had to his name. He didn’t feel the slightest bit cold, arousal warming him. He closed his eyes and willed himself not to get an erection. He couldn’t get hard, not now, not while Victoria was baring her soul, not in these thin shorts, which would disguise absolutely nothing. Perhaps it was just a sleepy erection that would pass quickly. He was still exhausted. And yet, as the blood rushed to his lower head, he suddenly felt full of energy.

“Do you…ever think about it?”

“What?”

“Us,” she clarified, looking up into his face again. “Together…having sex…”

“Well, of course,” he said, feeling a great weight on those words as they fell from his tongue. “You were my first.”

“Sometimes I wish we’d taken more time, enjoyed it more, savored our time together. I guess it maybe only seems that way, looking back on it, but everything happened so fast. I remember it being good, but everything else just passed me in a rush. After everything that’s happened though, I don’t suppose you’d ever want to…” Too late he noticed her eyes gazing downwards. “Oh, Gavin.”

His eyes followed her light of sight, seeing what she saw, his cock hard cock tenting even his shorts. Reaching out with a small, soft hand, she felt the bulge, confirming it wasn’t just a bunch of material. A shiver ran down Gavin’s spine as her fingertips traced his hardness.

“How about it? One more, for old times sake?” she asked leaning over him, idly stroking his cock through his clothes. “Just to remind ourselves how good we were together.”

Lightheaded and unable to think straight from all the blood being directed away from his brain, Gavin didn’t really think anything of her request. The idea of break-up sex, for closure, was familiar to him from numerous TV shows and films. In fact, with lust flooding his veins instead of hemoglobin, his main thought was whether this had to be a one-time thing.

“Of course. You’re still one of the smartest, nicest, hottest girls I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. I never thought I’d have a chance with you at all, you really think I’d turn down a second shot?” Gavin said, leaning in until his lips met hers and kissing deeply.

He felt her arms wrap around his neck as she kissed him back, their tongues swirling together, Gavin’s only regret being that her hand was no longer on his cock. Instead, he returned the favor, sliding a hand down her side and over her ass, giving it a quick squeeze before circling around to the front of her thigh. Slipping his hand upwards now, under the skirt of her dress, he quickly found her panties, damp with her own arousal. Victoria showed her appreciation for his boldness, moaning into his mouth, the sound reverberating on his tongue.

Parting, they immediately began to undress. Reluctantly Gavin withdrew his hand from her panty-clad pussy and pulled off his own loose t-shirt as he watched Victoria lift the dress up over her head, baring her beautiful, large, milky tits in her bra. Giggling slightly at Gavin’s eyes, fixated on her cleavage, she reached behind herself and unclasped her bra, her smile widening as Gavin’s pupils grew larger when her breasts become completely exposed to his eyes.

His attention remained centered on the gorgeous, tall blonde, as she slid onto her back and lifted her knees to her chest, giving Gavin the perfect, front row seat as she peeled the slick panties away from her pussy and drew the clothing up her legs. Lying back, legs together, her body almost folded in half, as she unburdened herself of her panties, Gavin was afforded the most delicious view of her ass cheeks parted, her wrinkled, winking hole peering back at him, and of her glistening puss, swollen from arousal, gaping slightly between her legs.

There was nothing he’d ever wanted to stick his dick in more than that hole in that moment, but, feeling his cock throb against the fabric of his shorts, he realized she’d distracted him from undressing himself. Raising up his hips, he hurriedly pushed his shorts down, the weight of his phone in his pocket making them fall to the floor with a thump once they’d cleared his knees. Looking back at Victoria, he found her no longer on her back but crawling along the sofa towards him, her heavy breasts hanging like two great juicy fruits from a tree.

“Do you mind if go on top?” She asked, though it wasn’t really a question as she placed her hands on his chest and gently pressed him onto his back. “Just like our first time.”

Letting her ride him was fine by Gavin; it allowed him to lie back and rest his weary bones, with the added bonus of watching her tits bounce. Those first few days at the cabin seemed like a blur to him now, and it hurt his head right now to even try and think back. Even so, he had the vague recollection of Victoria climbing on top of him just as she was doing now. And just as she had done so back then, she reached down and took a hold of his cock and lined it up with her dripping wet puss. Back then it had pained her to take him, whimpering as blood seeped out of her virgin hole, but now, Victoria’s face barely flinched as his cockhead sank inside with ease.

“Mmmm, it’s as good as I remembered,” she said, leaning down to kiss him as her hips moved with a life of their own. Humping against him, she worked his cock into her body, inch by inch, her wetness readily welcoming him. It didn’t take long until her pussy lips were clamped around the base of his cock and he could feel her firm, round buttocks resting on legs. “Sooo good, soo warm, so ra-oh, God, Gavin, we’re such idiots.”

“Huh?” He looked up at her face, her brilliant green eyes shining out through the wavy blonde hair that fell around her face, like a cat amongst the grass. For a single second he thought she regretted fucking him again, until he saw that she was smiling... no, laughing.

“We forgot the condom again,” She said, lifting her hips, allowing Gavin to look down between them and confirm that yes, that was in fact his bare cock half inside her body, coated in nothing but a fine sheen of her pussy’s lubrication. “I’m sorry, I was just too excited to do this again…with you.”

“M-me too,” he confessed. He didn’t really want to stop now that he had her wet, warm walls wrapped around his cock, but he knew that he should. “Do you want to…”

“No, I want to keep going. Your raw cock feels so much better inside me. It’s perfect, in fact.”

She emphasized her statement by dropping her ass down on him again, her pussy swallowing every last inch of his cock again. His head rolled back against the cushion, a groan rising from his mouth as he felt her insides contract around his shaft, tightening around his entire length every time she dropped onto his cock. Her moans filled the air as well, along with the strong scent of wet and sex and pussy that made his nostrils flare and his heart beat harder.

“W-when you’re re-ready to cum, just let me know,” she sighed breathlessly to the ceiling, her eyes closed, mouth hanging open slightly as she impaled herself on his cock again. “You can, you can just, pull out.”

Famous last words, Gavin thought, but he was in no position to argue or complain. The tiredness he’d felt earlier mixed with the pleasure of her silky pussy squeezing every ridge and vein of his cock to create a mellow delight that flowed from one end of his body to the other. At times like this, he began to wonder why they couldn’t make it work. They were both wiser and more experienced that they were that first time, now that they’d finally been honest with each other, maybe they could try again and really make it work. Though in his lustful state all he was really thinking about was regularly being back inside her.

Seeking more leverage, she lifted her legs and planted a bare foot one either side of Gavin’s waist, using the full thrust of her legs to squat up and down on his cock. With a hand on the back of the sofa for balance, she straightened up while continuing to rise and fall on the tool between her legs, slopping, popping noises ringing out as was repeatedly emptied and filled. Grabbing her own hair with her other free hand, she felt the sweat clinging to the strands as she moaned into her own arm, the new position allowing her to fuck Gavin even harder and faster than before.

He marveled at her. She looked like a goddess riding him, so beautiful and sexy she barely seemed real. But the pleasure he felt as she slammed down on his cock was real enough, her frantic pace, almost delirious with desire, driving him on, ever closer to orgasm. That first time, in the bedroom, after running back from the trail hand in hand, inexperienced and heart racing with anticipation, he’d barely manage to last three minutes. Tonight, at least, he could say he had given Victoria much more than that.

“OooooOooh, fu-ack, yes, Gavin, I’m going to cum,” she called out to him, bouncing even wilder on his cock to finish herself off. “Make me cum, yes.”

Throwing back her head, she let off another moan, long and drawn out, loud and high, as he felt her insides tighten around him, threatening to push him over the edge too. Perhaps in better health he might have been able to hold out for a few minutes longer, but with a woman this hot there was little shame in being unable to resist the wonderful way her pussy squeezed and milked his cock. Her walls clamped around his shaft again, and he felt his balls twitch, barely able to get the words out amidst his own pleasure.

“Shiiit, V, Vicky, I can feel it. I’m close, really close,” he growled, already feeling his load beginning to surge up along his length and trying to hold off long enough for her to lift herself off, unable to pull out with her on top of him. “It’s cumming.”

With almost superhuman speed, she hopped off him and onto the floor, on her knees. Grabbing his arms, she tugged him up along with her, so that he stood on shaky legs with the beautiful blonde goddess at his feet.

“Do it, cum, cum all over my face,” she commanded, though he had no control over whether he did or didn’t. It was her hand on his cock, pumping him quickly in her little fist, pointing his tip directly towards her face. Those brilliant, emerald eyes stared up at him as she continued to plead with him. “You can do me this one favor, right? I want to feel it. I love it, warm and gooey all over my skin. Cum for me, Gavin. Cum on my pretty little face.”

With a deep groan, like his every soul was being extracted from him, what was left of his resistance crumbled and his seed erupted from the head of his cock. Staring down into her eyes and thinking for the second time today how similar they were to her cousin’s, he watched as she took the first shot right between the eyes. A full day’s load streaked and covered her face, until she was glossy and dripping from her nose and chin. Even with cum on her face, she still looked beautiful and sexy, bringing a smile to Gavin’s face.

He hadn’t the energy for much else. Exhausted and now completely spent, he felt dizzy and his knees gave way. Thankfully he fell backwards, and Victoria reached out to grab his hands again, easing him back down onto the sofa. Sitting next to his supine body, she stroked his head until he fell asleep, the sounds of their sex replaced with the young man’s soft, satisfied snores.

Content that he was out for the count and dead to the world, Victoria slid from the sofa, back to her knees on the floor. Beside her were their clothes, scattered and discarded. Reaching into the pocket of his shorts, she retrieved his phone. His pin wasn’t hard to discover; he spent so much time on his phone it was only a matter of looking over at an opportune time to see the four valuable digits. And for a few days, she had been his girlfriend, almost always by his side. A smile formed on her lips as the screen lit up, unlocked, the pin she knew unchanged.

Holding the phone up in front of her face, she took the selfie and sent it to Shawn.