The Truth Cums Out

Reaching the top of the stairs, you followed what sounded like crying. It turned out that is exactly what you heard. Kim was laying on her bed crying softly into her pillow. The sight of her red ass actually seemed to get you more aroused, if that was even possible. You walked over to her side and sat on the edge of the bed. Running your hand along her back, it took everything you had to not smack her ass. You really had no desire to hurt her more since you were starting to really like her. You suspected that you might even love her. She slowly rolled over and looked up at you.

"Are you here to humiliate me some more," she asked coldly. You thought that it was not half of what you deserved for the way you treated her. She clearly was not happy with the situation and you had only made it worse. Standing up, you walked slowly over to her dresser and, for some odd reason, began to empty it out into her laundry basket. The really strange thing was that she not only didn't object, she actually helped you by telling (albeit angrily) where to find the clothing that was not easily accessible. Having finished with collecting her clothing, you sat back down on the bed.

"I just wanted to apologize Kim" you said gently. The clothes had given you the chance to formulate a proper reaction to her last statement. Her reaCtion to your apology was more than you had expected. Sitting up, she pulled you into a hug as she gently wiped her tears on your naked shoulder. "No apology needed. I fucked up big time. I mean, I was riding you hard and saw him pour the lighter fluid. I should have said something instead of..." Then her sentence stopped cold.

"Instead of what Kim?" She shook her head. You continued to press her. Finally, her tear filled face was staring at you as she responds. "You idiot. I was cumming! I should've stopped you and pointed out what Scott was doing. I was fucking getting off though and I didn't want to anything to interrupt it!" The moment the words had left her lips, she started crying all over again. You didn't entirely notice as you had started to think.

You KNEW it. unlike the mechanical way Cindy and Sabrina had been fucking, Kim clearly had been really enjoying it. You began to feel even worse for her since you had helped her to cum so hard that she simply couldn't manage to alert you to the destruction of your stuff. That certainly boosted your ego and you started pressing her for more.

"Wait, so you're saying that I made you cum?"

You faked the confusion in your voice in order to get more details out of her. "Duh! I damn near deafened you! It was the best fuck of my life, I think." The smile that brought on split your face from ear to ear. Kim flopped back down onto her pillow and seemed close to tears again. The look on her face said she was in serious trouble. You learned just how deep the "rabbit hole" went a moment later when she said, "I can't afford to pay for the damages to Daddy's house. It will cost thousands of dollars. If I have to pay you, I'm so fucked it isn't even funny."

You started thinking about the situation and, after a few moments, an idea came to you. It was a win-win. "Hey Kim, let do this; you can forget about paying me if you spend the weekend with me helping me to cum whenever I need to. If you do that, we'll be even on Monday." Kim looked at you with a small hopeful a smile on her gorgeous face. "Really? So if I help you cum whenever you need it, you will forget about the cost of your phone?" You nod. "Okay John. If Dad is cool with it, then I agree to your terms. Will you let me put on clothes?"

You think a moment and then tell her, "No. You can't wear clothes ever again. Don't worry. If you tell people that it is so that I can cum, they will leave you alone about it." When you tell her it's to help you cum, you notice that her clit seems to get hard. You imagine her clit will, much like your cock, never get soft again. At least, you hope it doesn't. After all, it would be nice if you could have someone around to fuck without having to go looking.

At that moment, you heard the footsteps of your mom and Dr. Coogler approaching the bedroom. "So did you two work everything out," her dad asked. "Hey mom, hey Dr, Coogler. Yeah. We decided that instead of paying for my phone, she will spend the weekend with me helping me cum whenever I need it. Is that OK, Dr. Coogler? It would make things MUCH easier for me..." Your mom looked at Dr. Coogler. "I have no problem with that as long as she remains naked the whole time," your mother said. Dr. Coogler agreed as well. As Kim got up to pack some items though, your mom pointed at your cock and interjected.

"John, have you cum yet? If not, you need to hurry up as we have things we need to do. Do you need us to leave you kids alone?" You forgot that you had said you needed to cum so that you could come up to see Kim. You thought for a moment and decided that you actually wanted to have them watch you and Kim fucking like rabbits in heat. You might easily have told them you needed privacy, but you really wanted to try something new. They might have gone back downstairs. There was just some part of you that wanted to have an audience. You also had the sick thought that maybe seeing you and Kim fucking would inspire them to do the same.