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I would like to thank Nancy, my Beta Reader. She pointed out some very critical points I missed in this story, but if there are any screw-ups, they are entirely my fault since I went through and changed most everything again. Sorry Nancy.
This story, in reality took me over two years to write. I thought up the first line one day, then I had an idea where I wanted to go with it and added a little at a time until this story evolved. Once I had the story, then I added the sex, but as always, I'm more about the story, but I hope you enjoy it anyway!
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Chapter 1
"Come on eyes, I know you're gonna hurt, but open the hell up already!"
That was the only thing going through my mind that morning, other than the fact that my head hurt like a son-of-a-bitch and I was in so much trouble that it wasn't even funny. It got worse when I did open my eyes and noticed that I didn't have any clothes on. That was never good. It continued going steadily downhill from there when I saw my clothes in a pile with someone else's.
Cautiously I sat up, but still didn't see anyone, or anything else around me, just clothes. That, of course, made no sense at all, unless she went home naked. Somehow, the thought seemed silly enough to make me laugh out loud, sending a stabbing pain through my head.
Picking my clothes out of the pile, I looked around again to see if there was anyone nearby. I couldn't see any signs of the girl, other than her clothes.
After getting dressed, I lit a cigarette before walking down to the lake. No one was down there either.
I was trying to remember the night before, but nothing was coming. I had absolutely no fucking clue why I was naked by the lake, how I got there or who I was with. If I had to imagine, I'd say someone had a pretty good time, I wish I knew who in the hell she was.
The only thing I knew for sure was that I drove out to the big party at the Longbranch the night before. The Longbranch was a huge, two-story building with a bar upstairs and down, the downstairs was generally only open on Sundays, or special occasions, like the fishing contest every winter, but the night before, it had been a graduation party I crashed. It was free beer, so naturally I made a point of going.
It would have been nice to live around there, but my girlfriend, Terri wouldn't even consider it. She kept saying it was too far away from civilization and wouldn't even go out with me if I was going there to have a drink at the one bar in town. I loved it, since it got pretty wild almost every night.
I loved a good bar fight on occasion and the police had no real authority in the small town, so the only law that could touch you, was the Sheriff and it was almost impossible to get them out there half the time, even if someone did call.
Taking my clothes off again, I tossed my smoke before walking into the lake. If I had actually been with someone the night before, it was best to wash her off me before I went home or Terri would be even more pissed than she was already going to be.
As I was rinsing out my hair, my head hurt like a bitch when I touched it. Walking back out of the lake, I pushed my hair back, waiting for the ripples to stop so I could see my reflection in the water. I appeared to have a gash on the left side of my forehead. I guess that could explain why my head hurt and why I couldn't remember a damned thing.
After coming to the conclusion, that wondering what had happened was solving nothing, I decided it would be best to go home and see what Terri was going to throw at me. Once I put my clothes back on and found my keys, I thought it might be best if I didn't remember who I was with anyway and that way I wouldn't have to lie to Terri.
Making my way to the top parking lot, I noticed that my car was the only one up there and decided that whoever I was with really must have gone home naked. Maybe she didn't have as good of a time as I thought she had. I crawled into my rusty, trusty little Toyota and began driving back to the trailer park in the city. The city had about 4,000 more people than the town, but that hardly seemed like 'civilization' to me.
Wracking my brain, I was trying to recollect anything from the night before, but all that came to mind, was fighting my way to the bar for a beer. It had to be the hit to the head since I usually remembered everything. I wasn't sure if I tripped or if someone actually hit me. Funny, when I first started out the night before, it didn't seem as though it was going to be all that interesting.
Chapter 2
Parking in front of the mobile home, I noticed the kitchen curtains moving. I wasn't sure if Terri would let me in or not, but she always did eventually. I was like drugs to that woman; a bad habit she just couldn't kick. She had been trying for over two years, but the silly girl wanted to be with me, more than she wanted to be rid of me.
I put my key in to open the door, but she had the chain on. A small problem, but nothing I couldn't take care of with a few nice words in the right places.
"Terri, baby, let me in."
"Where were you all night T?"
"I fell asleep on the beach, that's all baby, I swear."
"You're such a fuckin' liar!"
"I'm bleedin' out here. You wanna let me in or you want me to leave. I just don't remember baby, but you know that no matter what happened you're the only one I want!" I shouted as the door opened.
"Oh my god! What happened? Finally find someone who 'could' resist your charms?" Terri asked.
Terri made me smile when she said that. She knew it wasn't true, I was too cute when I got drunk and hit on chicks, that's why she always got so mad. I walked into the entryway and hugged her.
"Just get off me Trish," Terri insisted, pushing me away.
"You know, if you'd just come out with me, I wouldn't get into so much trouble all the time." I explained.
"Oh don't even start with me! When we do go out together all we do is fight anyway. So what did happen to your head?" She asked, touching it.
"Ouch! Jesus Christ Terr that hurt! Don't be pokin' at my head! Where's Gracie?" I asked, since I hadn't seen her running around the living room.
Gracie was Terri's three-year-old daughter. She had her mother's face and hair and I adored her. She was my main girl and Terri loved it, smiling every time Gracie would run to me.
"Mom took her earlier. She didn't think she needed to be in the middle of our fight," Terri stated.
"We're not fighting," I said, looking at her.
"Not yet, I should fix your head first. You might need stitches in it though," Terri said, poking it again.
"Fuck, Terri! Stop doing that! Jesus Christ already!" I shouted, walking around her and down the hallway to the bathroom to take a look.
It actually looked pretty nasty. I filled the sink with water, grabbing a wash cloth so I could start cleaning it off. Terri walked in, taking the wash cloth out of my hand and began washing it up for me. I was finally looking her in the face then.
I really should quit drinking and stay home with her and Gracie more. She was the same height as I was, so I was looking directly into her hazel eyes. Her auburn hair was a little beyond her shoulders and the perm she had gotten a while ago had finally grown out to where it looked wavy. She was looking pretty good and damned cute. She had put on some weight since we had gotten together, but if I had to live with me, I'd probably find some comfort in food too. She still looked good, even with the extra pounds.
She liked how I looked too; I could still see it in her eyes. My stormy brown eyes could suck her in every time. My blonde hair was a little shorter than hers, but not much, and my skinny tomboy look turned her on, I could still tell that she loved me, even when she hated me.
"You need stitches hon," Terri was saying.
"Don't we have some of those little stitchy band-aides?" I asked as I opened the medicine cabinet.
"No, we have Garfield band-aides for Gracie," Terri announced, showing me the box.
"Can't we just use them?" I asked.
"I'll try, but I don't think they'll hold very long."
Terri dried the wound as best as she could. I have to admit I was being a bit of a baby about it; finally she had finished and I hugged her as I gave her a kiss on the cheek.
"Thank you baby," I said, putting my hands on her waist.
"Don't even think you're going there Trish. Tell me who you were with last night," Terri insisted, walking around me, so I followed.
"I woke up on the beach with blood on my head, I don't actually think I did anything," I said innocently, following her into the kitchen.
"Why d'you have to get that drunk when you go out?" She asked as she began scrambling eggs in the frying pan.
"I don't know, I just start having fun and talking and by the time I realize it, I'm already drunk, I'm sorry," I said.
She didn't need to know that I usually remembered everything that happened and who I was with... usually.
"I know you are, that's your problem T, you're always sorry, but you're not willing to change," she sounded as though she was really giving up this time.
"What if I quit drinking for a while?"
"How long are we talking about T?"
"You tell me."
"One month," Terri said, studying my face.
"I can do that baby."
"Let's just see, okay."
"You love me again?" I asked as I wrapped my arms around her waist and began kissing her neck.
"You're such a jerk, I don't know why I love you, but god help me, I do," she said, shutting off the stove and turning around.
"Because I adore you and you know it."
We kissed before I led her into the bedroom. I did love making love with her; she was my girl just as much as I was her bad habit.
Untying her robe, I slid it off her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor as I kissed around her ear, sucking on her earlobe, before kissing down her neck. I smiled to myself when I finally noticed she had no clothes on underneath her robe. She already knew she was gonna forgive me and I continued kissing her shoulders, letting my tongue glide over her skin as I began removing my own clothes.
Apparently she was becoming impatient with me undressing myself, because suddenly her hands were all over, pulling and removing the clothes from my body.
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As she tugged down my jeans, she gave me a sharp slap on the ass. Terri hated that I wouldn't wear underwear of any kind. I always felt too restricted, but she just thought it was because I was such a slut. I guess we were both right in our own way.
I grabbed hold of her as we fell onto the bed, kissing as though we hadn't seen each other in years. I ran my hands down her body, loving every little bulge and curve, as our tongues danced in and out of each other's mouths. Her lips had to be the sweetest lips I had ever tasted, making me wonder just exactly why I felt the desire to sample every fruit on the tree. Nothing tasted as good as my Terri; I really needed to stop being such an idiot.
She always complained about being too fat, but I thought it was in all the right spots. I always told her she was perfect, just the way she was and I meant it.
Moving around, I kissed every bit of skin I could manage, all the way down to her feet. She loved when I used my tongue on her feet. I thought it was a little odd, but she seemed to enjoy it and I loved the look on her face when I worshipped her toes, so that's where I was, watching her massage those big and beautiful tits.
Not really having any myself, was my main reason for not wearing a bra. My own body was more like a board with two small knots on it, where hers were beautiful and large. I just loved touching her body and could never seem to get enough.
She let me know it was enough with her feet by pulling up the foot I was attached to until it was close to her pussy.
"Eat me bitch," she ordered, making me laugh.
Terri didn't need to tell me twice though. I dove in, kissing that gorgeous auburn mound, until she swore, forcing me to move down and savor her wonderful, soft outer lips. I spread them with my fingers so I could graze my tongue over her inside lips, making her moan and gasp. She was so hot and her clit was so swollen, but I just glided around it, tickling her piss hole, giving her a taste of what was to come, moving beyond her vagina, licking her taint, until her entire body was quaking.
My tongue slid inside her easily, wiggling around, touching her insides and all I could hear was her calling me a dirty name, every so often.
Moving out of her hole, I moaned, directly onto her clit, which made her stop swearing at me for the moment, but she pushed my head back down, letting me know she wanted more. Sliding my tongue back into her vagina, I followed it with my lips, sucking in as my tongue stretched inside of her. I swirled, twirled, flitted and rolled my tongue until she finally pulled my head up further.
Smiling, I inserted four fingers as I began to nibble and suck on that swollen clit. Her juices were so sloppy again, that my fingers sloshed while they moved in and out of her. As she started to cum, she kept calling me a 'fucker.' I think it was just her way to forgive me; at least that's how it usually worked. That word slid out of her mouth every time her pussy thrust at my face. I stayed where I was until she let go of my head.
Climbing back up, I nibbled on both nipples, causing her body to spasm with aftershocks, until she pulled me up for a kiss.
"I fucking hate that you know my body so well," Terri panted.
"You're such a fucking liar. You love that I know exactly which buttons to push," I bragged.
"I s'pose you think you deserve some attention now too."
"Not if you don't want to."
"You're such a shit."
"Maybe, but I'm your shit," I smiled as she cracked me on the ass again.
Laughing, I moved down to bury my face in-between her bosoms. It was time to show my appreciation for those 40DD's and at 21, they still stood firm and proud. Kissing all around her nipples, she was still calling me a fucker, in-between gasps and moans. As I began to devour her nipples, she stopped swearing at me and began calling me baby. That was much better and it was the perfect sign to continue on my mission.
I knew exactly what to do with the position she was in. It seemed obvious to me she had no intention of moving, so I got to my hands and knees, moving my own pussy directly above her right hand.
Licking and kissing her abdomen, while her one hand began moving around my thighs, dipping in and out of my vagina on each pass. With her other hand, she began pulling at the little nubs that were supposed to be my nipples. I worked my way back down to her pussy again, moving my tongue in and around, holding myself up with one hand, playing with her nipples with the other.
Mostly, I did that as a safety measure. Terri had this idea that, since my tits were so small, she needed to squeeze them extra hard for me to feel anything. It seemed that no matter how many times I told her it hurt, she couldn't get it through her head that they were extremely sensitive, so I stayed on hers as a warning. The harder she would pinch, so would I. I knew she only did it to punish me, but fuck man, she could punish me in so many other ways and my tits weren't on the table, so-to-speak.
That had been one hell of an orgasm, for both of us. I lay on her for a few moments to catch my breath before I began to get out of bed.
"Where're you going?" Terri asked.
"I was gonna go eat those eggs you made."
"Not yet."
I got back into bed, cuddling up close to her. She touched around my cut and I jerked my head back.
"If that's the only reason you wanted me to stay, I'm leaving," I informed her, backing it up with my 'mean look.'
"I'm just trying to make sure the band-aides keep sticking. Quit being such a baby," she said, laughing.
"I thought you liked me being your baby?"
"We'll find out for the next month, right?"
"Absolutely, I'll be right here, 24 hours a day."
"You're such a sloth."
"Did you want me to get a job?"
"No, I like you around, when you're here," she said, looking past me.
"When's Gracie coming home?"
"I don't know, mom said she'd call first."
"So, you want me to eat those eggs you made, or you want me to eat something else first?" I asked, crawling on top of her again.
"You're such a pig!"
"You want me to though, don't you?" I asked, nibbling her left nipple.
"I wouldn't argue."
In the shower we eventually took together, Terri only touched me long enough to help me wash my hair so my band-aides wouldn't fall off.
As she began washing her body, I washed her back before helping her rinse it off. Switching spots with her, I began kissing her again, pushing her against the wall, where she gasped and gave me a dirty look.
I kissed her deeply, passionately, melting her as she began rubbing my back. I made my way down to her nipples, kissing and sucking on one as my fingers, tweaked and pulled the other.
It was awesome playing with Terri's tits. It made her have some of the greatest sounds of pleasure escaping from her mouth, as my right hand slid in-between her legs. I pulled my hand up and the back of my thumb slid between her pussy lips, but she shook her head, pushing me to my knees on the tub floor.
Accepting my punishment, I spread her lips and guided my tongue between them. Suddenly I felt ravenous, slurping and swallowing the flood of juices that escaped her swollen pussy, while one hand moved from nipple to nipple. Terri was so hot again, but she managed to hold off until I was sweating.
When I felt the band-aides beginning to flap on my forehead, she must have felt sorry enough for me to allow herself to cum. She had such a violent orgasm that her thighs were slapping against my cheeks.
As she calmed down, it occurred to her that she had blood from my head on her abdomen and made me wash her off again; smiling at me once she was clean.
I was just happy she hadn't gotten nearly as hostile as she usually did and she didn't even seem all that upset anymore. My guess was that she would be satisfied with me, until I drank again.
Once we had dried off and put on robes, Terri began putting new band-aides on my head. She was much gentler that time around.
By the time I got to eat the eggs, they were cold and rubbery. I started eating them anyway as she grabbed a piece of egg off my plate. After two chews she spat it into her hand, laughing as she threw it into the garbage.
"You really don't want me to be mad at you, do you?"
"No, you get real mean and you usually throw things and call me names," I explained, trying to make her see the logic.
"Well, if you'd stop pissing me off, I wouldn't get so mad!" Terri shouted.
"You can't get mad at me now! We already had the make-up sex and I'm eatin' your cold, rubbery eggs."
I may have gone a little too far with the last part since she took the plate away from me, throwing it into the sink and shattering it.
Storming out of the kitchen, Terri sat on the sofa and began flipping through channels with the television remote.
Walking into the living room, I stood there, staring at her.
"I was eating those," I said, leaning against the divider.
"No, you were bitching about those."
"Maybe, but I 'was' eating 'em."
"So make some more."
"Fine! Maybe I will, you know how I love to cook," I spouted, turning around.
"Stop! I'll do it! Just sit down!" Terri shouted, sounding disgusted with me again.
I'm sure Terri was remembering back to when I use to cook for her before. She hated cleaning up after me when I cooked. If I cleaned up, it would take at least two days and I never got the dishes completely clean.
As I grabbed the loaf of bread to make my own toast, she jerked it out of my hands. She hated when I left toast crumbs on the butter. I was perfectly willing to do it; I couldn't help it that she was such a fanatic.
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