We went on for about 2 hours, honestly, this girl was a complete sexual fiend, she had no concept of limitations, doing things that I truly can't even speak about.
"That was amazing, but this time just lay down and let me take you for a ride," Rebecca said with a lust-filled smile on her face.
"Fine but just make sure you don't hurt yourself". I said.
I don't know what it was about her, maybe It was her sexual nature or her many contradictions. But something about this girl was growing on me. "Faster, faster," I said thrusting my dick deeper into her. her face twisted into one of animalistic pleasure, she was losing herself as she did in the hallway.
While she's doing this, I started to think about what made her this way. That was my thing figuring people out, I know Rebecca was many things. A slut, an elitist even just a little sadomasochist. She probably grew up with a distant father, a mother who was similarly as distant as her father.
The only difference is she then a very sexual nature, that she hid from everyone else but showed her. Her mother is mostly the person who taught her not directly but through her actions. She comes from a wealthy family so she must have been raised to always maintain a proper outward appearance fit for one of her standing. That would explain away most of her reactions today.
Shes really riding it huh" I thought while starring at her pussy swallowing up my dick only halfway.
"She really Is trying I guess." I thought while starring at her body bouncing wildly on my dick, honestly, this is getting boring how much longer do I have to be here" I thought to myself. She suddenly stopped her wild ride on my dick, placed her hands on my face and said the strangest thing.
"Your eyes are dead as though your calling out for help"
"…..."
Don't get me wrong I didn't say anything immediately not because I didn't have a proper reply. No, it was more an uncaring stare. I wanted to show her that what she said didn't startle or raise my interest in the slightest. Also saying I have dead eyes is vague and honestly nonsense. I know I've been practicing hiding my dead fisheyes for quite some time now. "There's no way some idiot like her could see through me," I thought while staring her dead in the eyes.
"I don't have "dead eyes" I'm bored watching you squirm on my dick. How much longer is your weak display going to last for?" I said in a cold voice not once looking away from her.
"You put on such a hard exterior. But I can see deeper into you."
She said in between moans of pleasure. With a large smile on her face, it was almost funny she believed she could see something deeper in me.
"….."
Again, I didn't feel the need to immediately respond to her. she's just some bimbo elitist who convinces herself that she's better than everyone else simply because she's rich. "See deeper into me?" don't make me laugh you couldn't understand me If I was presented in book form.
"Am I getting to you?"
She said whispering in my ear, honestly what's she playing at this Is random beyond belief.
"You're just some girl I was forced to take out on a date. Enough with this philosophical bullshit."
"I've been paying more attention to you than you realized. I saw just how dead you appear when you think no one is looking, how sad and lonely you seem to be. Its as though your constantly wanting someone to see. You're desperately calling out to someone desperately wanting to be heard you. You're screaming out "Help me Help me I'm alone" I can hear you, Michael"
Her tears dripped slowly down her face, trickling down and over her chubby cheeks. The time it took for her tears to leave her face and land on my chest felt like forever. Her voice broken with cries, she finally revealed how sad she truly was. I understood now why she did the things she did, in some twisted way she wanted to make me happy in order to make herself happy. Shivers traveled through my body a strong urge to cry with her to feel with her. but I couldn't
"I don't know what to tell you…. I'm just not sad."
Ha-ha even now even while she pours her heart out to me I still can't break the mold that I put myself in. The beautiful hotel roomed drenched in shiny silverware and golden walls. Laid as the background to what I believed to be the saddest girl in the world.
"It's alright if you don't want to admit it, even I find it hard to say this to you"
Rebecca if only you met me sooner before I became so cold, so very cold. I doubt I even still have a heart. She slowly got up off my hard dick. Moved ever so slowly like some kind of panther and laid next to me, when I rolled over to comfort her. she was starring at me, her eyes so blue it felt as though she could freeze hell over if she ever wanted to.
"Don't ever repeat this…... you know maybe your way of dealing with sadness is far better than mine"
"No it's not," I thought.
"Do you do this often find some boy toy and confess how broken you are… Hoping to be saved by some prince charming?"
I said while grabbing a cigarette from her purse on the nightstand. The room was dark but not dark enough, just dark enough to not be sure exactly what some things were but you could still tell that there were things there.
"ha-ha is that the girl you think I am. Don't answer…. I better not leave it up to your imagination… seeing how dark that is. I'm still convinced that you're my prince charming."
She said while staring at me with those cold blue eyes, honestly, it reminded me of winter in the orphanage, those nights id truly learn the meaning of the word lonely. As all the other kids would bunch up and try to stay warm by the fireplace. "Come here Michael" one of the attendants would call out. Only for the kids to yell out
"There's no room for Michael", with all there might. Id quickly yell out "I'm fine don't worry I'm... Fine" . I'd say it with a voice so obviously weak and sickly. Shit, maybe I was calling out for help.
"Your eyes are tearing up… did you remember something?"
"no, I thought we were having a staring contest... I guess you win."
I said while turning away from her and staring up at the ceiling. Three quick loud bangs could be heard at the door, neither Rebecca nor I were in any way startled. I just smoked my cigarette while staring at the ceiling and she continued to start at me with unwavering eyes.
"One of us has to get that and well I still have a hard dick"
"Samantha would probably love that, how about you give it a try"
I could tell she was somewhat serious. But after a while she got up and put on her clothes, I did the same and just waited for the loud combo of Gregory and Samantha to burst through. Rebecca gave me a count down from five then opened the door.
"How are the two smexy love birds" Gregory shouted as he walked in, the guy obviously felt good with those large strides he was taking.
"What's got into you?"
"Oh, so you noticed huh let me give you a summary of my performance."
Alright shoot"
"dick size 10/10, rhythm 10/10, stamina 10/10 finishing combo…... drum roll please 10/10. So please give me praise senpai"
"Geez Gregory you said you wouldn't say anything about that"
"oh, come on you know I had to let my brother here know that I'm not a slacker."
And so, the true Gregory comes out, when he's around people he feels comfortable around the guy becomes the goofiest person to ever walk the earth. He's seriously someone no sane person could hate.
"Alright guys I'm in need of sleep let's get going," I said walking towards the door.
"Wait a moment young Michael, I don't have your report card in my hand ill need it before you walk out of the door. Young man do not walk away from me… I will"
"just ask her what my performance was like"
"Oh, senpai please teach me the ways of the confident god. I bow before thee"
The walk to the limo was filled with Gregory's endless stupid jokes that surprisingly made even Rebecca laugh, which for some odd reason caught my eye.
"so, since Michael's looks to be the sleepiest well drop him off first alight guys?" Samantha said with a tired weary voice.
"I have no problem with it," I said while getting into the limo.
The drive wasn't long or anything mostly just small talk with Rebecca, it's weird but other than a few one-liners Samantha didn't say much to me. Not that I cared much. And Rebecca was acting stranger than her normal self, now just asking weird questions as though she realized that sex wasn't the way to get to me and was now changing her means.
"so what sports did you play when you were younger?" she said with an exaggerated face.
"I wasn't into sports much"
"Oh really then how'd you develop such an amazing body huh huh"
"…"
"This was nice," I said while getting out of the limo.
"We have to do this again," Rebecca said while holding onto my arm.
"Yeah I second that yahoooo" Gregory shouted; how could I not notice the liquor in his hand.
"I thirded.dd…d that" said Samantha.
Geez I really don't feel alright leaving him like this.
"Alright Gregory come on you can stay the night I'll walk you home tomorrow"
"Naw naw im…(burp) good dude my mom's not going to be home, shessss aaa working the overnight shift. And my dad's probably going to want a piece of one of these two.. Aw shit sorry"
And just like that, they drove off, I was once again stuck in the dimly light streets of my neighborhood. There was another needle on the floor, "geez I'm Michael the needle guy" I thought as I went to pick it up.. only then hearing a soft voice.
"Hey, stop you don't have anything to protect your hand its dangerous brotha" do
"oh yeah, thanks."
I said as I started walking up the steps. Deciding to get some sleep. It's going to be a long day tomorrow as Gregory tells everyone of the college girl he fucked.
"Hey, wait, why the hurry brotha"
"Huh, what does this guy want?" I thought to myself.
"its been a long day I'm going to get some sleep. I'll see you when I see you"
"Damn I bet it was huh… (whistle) that limo looked mighty expensive if you asked me. But you didn't ask me, did you?? Sorry about that it's my bad habit"
"HAHA what the fuck are you getting at? does it look like I've any got money?"
I said while spreading my arms out showing him how old and dingy the stuff I was wearing was.
"how about you let me take a peek in those pockets then I'll be able to trust you how about it brotha?"
This is something I cant let happen not because I have any money I don't but because the moment you give fuckers like this an inch they take a mile, the next thing he'll ask is if I'd let him take a look around my apartment.
"oh, of course, would you like a tour of my apartment as well and detailed notes on where I've been… Look you short fuck if you're man enough to try and rob me be ready to die because ill fucking kill you"
He never broke eye contact his short figure appeared to be shrouded by darkness as though death itself had laid a protective blanket over him. The glimmer of the knife he pulled out was all I could properly make out. I've got scars all over my body from the countless knife battles I've been through, but even still I never stopped being afraid of when someone pulls out a knife. but the one thing I know for certain is I'm ready for whatever this fucker throws at me.
"Look you see this here… hahaha, look pay attention brotha this is going to be all the way deep inside that stomach of yours if you don't fucking empty out those god damn pockets... Come on brotha you just gotta do as the crazy motherfucker with the knife says. Don't you listen to what experts recommend huh huh Brotha just comply and it's over."
"enough talk do what you got to do"
I said as I walked off the steps leading to my apartments.
He had stepped out of the complete darkness that once cloaked him and now stood under the flickering light of my apartment building. Standing just a few feet away from me, I've been fighting against knife users for quite some time so I know I was outside of his range even if he lunged at me I would be able to react.
He was the same short fucker who tried to sell me drugs. He kept his hand holding the knife extended out far, he was dressed in torn baggy black jeans, with a large dirty black jacket with red sleeves with snot covering all over them. His movements were snake-like moving the knife from one hand then fully extending that hand, repeating this process he moved his body in strange sporadic movements.
Dipping in and out of range of me, moving up and down as though attempting to find the best way to attack. His feet causing the snow around him to splash up getting everywhere
As he did this the light would hit his face and I could see had a scar on his forehead, it looked like he had been hit with the butt end of a pistol or some kind of gun. He had bad acne scars on his cheeks but no acne, with patches of skin all over his face it was easy to tell this guy suffered from skin discoloration as the skin on his face were different shades. Ranging from dark to even darker skin.
As he flung the knife to his left hand, he seemingly dropped to the ground and from there lunged at me.
The whole scene was ridiculous "what the fuck" I thought as I stepped back getting into a boxing stance. Throwing a few jabs at his face. Each one landing perfectly. I put all my effort onto his eyes, and just like that I could see his eyes puff up and tears roll down his face
"Aww shit brotha is this how its gotta be for real… im gonna have to get that money now ha ah how much you got 1k 2k oh shittt maybe even 3k ahahah alright brothaaa"
He quickly got up, I chose not to follow up with another attack simply because of how strange his movements were. Again, he switched hands and this time came at me moving a few feet closer than he quickly dropped low again and attempting to lunge at me, it was as though he were a fencer using a piercing weapon.
This went on for a while my attempts at reasoning with him only failed, he most likely wants to trap me against the wall that stood behind me. By now we had moved back a few feet and were now no longer blessed by the light there was only darkness. This is it I thought as I played the victim who was trapped in his trap. I pretended to plead with him, pretended to look away for help as he moved in closer to his stupid lunge attack. I waited for my moment, waited for his stupid near fall to the ground.
Just like that he did it, all my senses flared and I knew this was the moment for action. He took one big step and attempted to lunge at me. I now realize that this wasn't his attempts at mimicking a fencers lunge no it was just him wanting to get under my defenses, just as he extended his hand I sidestepped and grabbed his wrist. Putting all my effort on landing as hard as I could on his shoulder we fell.
I had a tight grip on his wrist, but seriously how could I underestimate an addict's strength and flexibility. After a struggle of him squirming around, he managed to get free, his arm completely dislocated. As he got up it was as though he only just then realized that he didn't have the knife. We both attempted to get to our feet, him quicker than me but I had the knife its over…. I could hear his panicked exacerbated gasps.
"Look Im not going to stab you just ge…"
Bang, Bang, Bang
"…. what gun shots… what's going on? Who's been shot?" I though as I fell flat on the cold snow-covered grass.
.....
"You stupid mother fucker you should have just listened. Mama mama phaaaak fuck fuck fuk."
He had run over to me, ravished through my pockets, pulled out my wallet and phone.
"noo money no noooo no im sorry kid im sorry. I saw the t t th the limo and ta thought you had money man… shitt fuck ill call the police ill save you kid ill save you aww shit stay with me"
What the fuck are you doing you've committed the crime now just go you dumb fuck. I can feel it I'm going to die shit who cares it's not like a lived a good life anyway... Gregory don't worry man I wrote a will and left you about 3 thousand dollars. Bro thank you for just being there for me being my friend when no one else loved me.
Aww, shit man, I can hardly breathe…. Fuck this dumb bitch you no good fucking addict I've got a piece of your hair in my hand I'm not the only one going to suffer you fucker…. And Rebecca…. why the fuck am I thinking of Rebecca... shit Rebecca… shit Rebecca…. Rebecca… I don't want my last moment spent thinking about Rebecca. I'm not sad I never was shit Rebecca don't be sad…. Find someone who'll care for you… don't be sad Rebecc….a