Chapter 30 ~ Mf, Ff
Nora was currently bent over her guidance counselor's desk, he had her skirt pulled up over her hips, her panties pulled down to her knees, and he was fucking her. She did this with him every Tuesday and Thursday, she was excused from her study hall to meet with him and talk about her sad feelings regarding having been a sex slave. She actually talked to him on the first day, talking about how good her pussy felt when she had a nice hard cock in it... and how she'd loved that feeling since she was 10 years old. During the next session she spread her legs wide and masturbated while he watched, and the session after that she let him eat her out on top his desk... and ever since then that had been the routine... she allowed him to make her cum with his mouth, then make her cum with his cock. He didn't seem to mind, not even when, as she was bent over his desk feeling him cum inside her, she was looking at the picture of his wife and children as he held her 16 year old hips and slammed into her so hard their bodies slapped together.
She'd been letting him fuck her for a year, now... it started when she started this new school after moving in with her new family, whom she truly loved and she knew they loved her. She used to fuck her track coach, too, in one of the port-a-johns by the track.... until he quit and went to a different state. She tried not to take that personally, but she missed his huge dick. But in asserting her newfound freedom, this is what she chose. This time she was in charge of who was and wasn't fucking her, the boys her own age didn't know what they were doing and she didn't feel like taking the time to teach any of them, and now all the consequences for getting caught were on the married men she chose, so it was all on them to keep quiet about it. That suited Nora just fine. She had an IUD, and she trusted married men to not give her a disease, so this was what made her happy.
But today, something felt different. Bending over on his desk, resting on her elbows, hands out in front of her, head back, back arched so her hips were flexed just so so his cock would rub her just so.... something was different. Suddenly... she realized she didn't need this any more. She didn't need these older men using her for her body, for her beauty, for her youth. She thought about what Lucy and Ashley had... so obviously in love, enamored with each other. She thought about the sparkle in Mary's eyes as she told her about her Samantha, still too shy to join them on Skype. She saw Laura's face when her father made her cum.... so much more than mere physical pleasure. For the first time in her life she started to think that might be nice to have someone... someone who lived for you.... not lived to fuck you. The pleasure she had been feeling as her counselor pounded inside of her was suddenly gone.... in feeling nothing for him, she suddenly felt nothing from him. As her body shook with his thrusts she looked down at the photo of his family... and for the first time felt sympathy and guilt for her part in his unfaithfulness.
She felt he was near to finishing, and she knew he would never stop now.... she let him cum, a few last, hard thrusts as deep into her as he could go, she could feel him filling her. She considered it a goodbye present for him. He had given her what she needed, for a time... and in a way she was appreciative... but now she was moving on. As he finished trying to impregnate her he collapsed on her back, as he always did, and squeezed her breasts under her body, as he always did. As soon as he caught his breath he stood back up, held her naked butt against him, and pulled out of her... as he always did.
Nora stood, pulled up her panties, and smoothed down her skirt. She kissed his cheek, hardly needing to tilt her head up, she'd gotten so tall. "Thanks Ron, that was great." She grabbed her book bag. "Oh, and that was the last time. Why don't you do your wife a favor... either fix whatever is wrong in your marriage, or move on and give her a chance to find someone faithful." She gave him a kissy noise with her lips, turned, and closed the door behind her leaving him standing behind his desk with his pants around his ankles, a shocked look on his face, and his wet cock rapidly deflating.
Nora smiled as she walked to her next class.... she had stopped running from her grief when she finally said goodbye to Mary, and now it felt like she had stopped running from herself. She finally felt free.
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Erin was on her knees in the hallway, she had been scrubbing the floors since after breakfast, and it was now getting dark. She knew to not stop without permission. She was so hungry, and needed to use the restroom so badly. Her fingers were bleeding around the fingernail beds.
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Mary lay reading an encyclopedia volume in a hot bath as she did every evening after supper with her large, extended family, letting the wet heat soak into her pleasantly sore body, the tops of her breasts just barely sticking up out of the soapy water. Every day on the ranch was like this, a morning that began at sunrise, then a long, hot, dusty day full of sweat and physical exertion and sometimes bruises, and she couldn't imagine any better place on earth. She turned the page, the large leather-bound book resting on a wire shelf that straddled the tub.
Sam walked in to their shared bathroom from her room wearing a robe and sat on the tub next to her. "Reading H again... I get a kick about how fast you took to horses, and how you can't stop learning all you can about them."
"I'm not just reading about horses," Mary said without looking up, turning another page. "I just read everything we have so I started the encyclopedias again."
Sam looked at her, "What do you mean you're reading them again... you read them all... a first time?"
Mary looked up at her, "Well, yeah. I mean, not all at once. But I did start at A, and went in the usual order."
Sam laughed, "Bull, you're pulling my leg."
Mary closed H, and set it down on the rack. "Try me."
Sam just looked at her, "You're serious?"
Mary gave her a fake glare... "Deadly serious," she said in a low voice, then smiled.
"All right," Sam said, and got up to go grab a random volume off the shelf. She came back with L. She sat back down next to Mary, "So I can just open this to a random page, and you'll know what it is."
"Go ahead," Mary smiled.
Sam rolled her eyes, "Oh you. Fine." She opened the book, scanned down to the next heading. "The Langur..." she started, and then added, "The southern plains gray langur," and looked at Mary.
Mary seemed to be staring off into the distance. After a few seconds, as Sam was about to declare victory, Mary began to recite, "The southern plains gray langer is a species of primate in the family Cercopithecidea." Sam noticed Mary's pronunciation was horrible. "It is found in south west and central India. Commonly known as Hanuman langur, this is the most widely found species of langur in India. Typical habitat includes rural and forested areas. However, they can be seen in several cities as well. They usually reside and forage in groups."
Sam stared at her as Mary finished and made eye contact, her eyebrows arched as if to say, How bout them apples?
"No way," Sam said, going back to Junior's study. She came back with F.
Standing in the doorway, she opened it... found the heading "Fungus," and scanned her eye down the list. " Ascoyunnania."
Mary furrowed her brow, considering. "Is that... a Latin word? I know what Latin is but I've never heard it out loud and don't know what it sounds like. Can you spell that word for me?"
Sam did.
Mary listened, "Oh the fungus. Ascoyunnania," and she pronounced it just like Sam had, "is a fungal genus in the class Sordariomycetes," and Sam noticed that yes, Mary didn't know the Latin pronunciations. "The relationship of this taxon to other taxa within the class is unknown. The genus is..."
Sam interrupted her, closing the book with a snap. "You've read every encyclopedia?"
"Well, some of them twice." She tapped the one in front of her. "I'm back up to H."
Sam stared at her. "And you remember everything you've read?"
"Yeah. Why?"
Sam sat next to her and held out her hand, Mary took hers out of the water and held it. "Because that's pretty much amazing, that's why. Almost nobody has a perfect memory like that."
Mary considered, then smiled. "Oh. Then go me, I guess," and gave Sam a grin.
Sam smiled back, then looked angry. "Wait a minute.... why do you let me tutor you for two hours every morning if you already know almost everything as of...." and Sam looked at the year on the spine, "1993?"
And now Mary managed to look ashamed. "Oh... well, I just liked spending that time with you at the start of the day. It made me happy until we could go riding in the afternoons."
Sam looked down at her Mary, and smiled. She slid to the floor next to the tub, and bent down and they shared a kiss. "I love you too, honey... but we might as well get you the GED test. We can find something else to do in the mornings, together. Maybe I can teach you how to pronounce Latin words," and they laughed together.
But Mary then looked ashamed, again.
"What is it now?" Sam pretended to be exasperated.
"Well... I took the GED test online the week we got internet. They say my certificate should be in the mail any time." She looked up at Sam, giving her wide eyes and an innocent look.
"That was two months ago," Sam said flatly.
Mary batted her eyelashes at her once, twice, "Well you know how slow mail is to get out here," and smiled.
Sam suddenly laughed, reached down and twisted Mary's nipple lightly, then ticked her tummy with her fingertips. "I'm going to make you pay for that, brat," smiling.
Mary looked up at her, "I can't wait," and meant every word.
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Erin was in the Room of Reflection again, she had lost track of how long. She repeated her words to herself, her lips moving silently in the pitch blackness. A good girl does as she is told. A good girl does not fornicate. A good girl does not lay with other girls. A good girl honors her parents. She was finding comfort in her words, chosen for her from what her mother had said about her on the phone. Her words were right, and correct.
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Ashley lay in bed in the bedroom of her small apartment. She was covered by a sheet to the waist but was otherwise bare, her breasts pointed at the ceiling. Her head was turned to the side, her eyes closed, her arms were over her head, and she was lost in her thoughts. She thought of how it went when she quit the strip club... she thought she would get more flak, but the owner, who had fucked her so many times, just shrugged and asked when her last day would be. He said he had already been looking at some younger girls hoping to get in one last jab at her, but that just made Ashley feel bad for those younger girls. She enrolled in the city college and was going to start in the next term. She thought she might like to be a nurse.
She thought of Lucy, sweet Lucy, and again was amazed at how fast her feelings for the younger girl had blossomed. She loved Erin, and she loved her brother, but all of that got put into perspective with Lucy... she capital-L Loved Lucy. She loved everything about her. Her laugh, her smile, her serious look when she was doing homework while Ashley read a book next to her. She noticed Lucy was biting her lip sometimes when she was concentrating on something... she knew she herself had that habit, and Lucy was beginning to unconsciously imitate it. She loved how being with Lucy made her feel about herself.
She thought of Lucy's face... how she giggled when her neck was kissed, how she'd close her eyes when she kissed you, kissing you with her whole heart. Ashley sighed out loud. She thought of Lucy's hair, brown and curly, how it smelled after a shower.... her wide eyes when she listened to something you were saying to her... and she moaned, and her body writhed in her bed. She thought of how it sounded when Lucy whispered, "I love you," in the dark.... and she moaned again, and her hands went to her breasts and pinched and rubbed her nipples... her breath coming fast, her cries of, "Lucy! Lucy! Oh my god!" as her orgasm swept over her. She strained and the cords in her neck were visible as her body tensed, flexed, released, over and over.
"Oh god.... oh god..." she sighed as she covered her eyes with her hand and caught her breath, her bare breasts heaving.
From under the sheet at Ashley's waist a head full of brown, curly locks appeared, there was a smile on Lucy's face. She crawled up Ashley's body until they were face to wet face... "And that was your second birthday present," she said with a smile.
Ashley giggled through her heavy breathing and gave Lucy a long kiss, and ended it by licking her juices off the younger girls lips. "Best birthday ever," she said to the Love of her life.
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Erin didn't know how long it had been since she had slept, time no longer existed, only the pain, and Mother, and her words. She was in the shower room, on a chair, being sprayed with stinging cold water when he eyes felt heavy. She found comfort in the fact she knew she would be dead soon... she simply must be.... this can not be endured.... as she screamed her words.
Mother stood, arms crossed, in the entrance way, a smile touching the corners of her lips.
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Laura and her father lay in bed holding each other, they'd just made love. They made love every night.
"Every time with you is so... I never knew I could be so happy," he said to her.
"I'm pregnant," she said back to him. She smiled as he held her against his chest, so tight.
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