Bastard (Bad Boys) (4 page)

We made a meal together, a first for me. The females I usually fuck with don’t usually run to the domestic, and I wouldn’t want none of their asses in my kitchen anyway. She was still a lot skittish, but that was to be expected.

I kept her talking though and was surprised to find that I actually liked what she had to
say. Color me fucking stupid. She was all done with her Pasta Primavera and my dick was on the trail to misbehavior again. There’s no rest on this breeding program. Hey look at it this way, I gotta put in a lotta work too ya know.

“Come ‘ere babe.” She looked like she wanted to disobey me, but one quirk of my brow had her making tracks around the table to get to me. “You still sore?” She turned beet red and hid behind her hair, I like that shit.

“Okay I’ll find out myself, hop on up here.” I pushed my plate out of the way and lifted her around the waist, seating her on the table in front of me. “Lay back so I can get a better look.” I had to push her back until she was lying flat.

She didn’t have any underwear on, because I’d thrown the shits away. She was wearing one of my shirts that she’d filched, since I’d put her clothes in the burn pile. I lifted the hem of my five hundred dollar shirt and exposed her little pussy.

She looked a little red, but nothing too bad. I could still stick it, but maybe a little licking might be called for here first. She almost flew off the table at the first touch of my tongue. I teased the shit out of her, taking broad swipes of her pussy with my tongue.

“Can you take my finger?” Xander you fuck, if she can’t take your finger how’s she supposed to take that monster cock of yours? Semantics. I eased a finger inside her snatch and she winced a little, so I went easy on the thrusting. I tongued her clit while finger fucking her and she was soon wetting my face. “So fucking responsive.”

She was fi
ghting hard not to make a sound. Once I looked up at her face and she had her hand stuffed in her mouth. “Uh-uh-uh, let me hear you.”

I made her remove the hand and went back to tormenting her with my finger and tongue. I fed her another finger and when she didn’t flinch
, I figured the dick wouldn’t do too much damage.

I got to my feet and unzipped. With cock in hand I lifted her legs to my shoulders and sunk in. “Ohhhh…” I wasn’t sure if that was an ohhhh this is so good, or ohhhh this shit hurts.

Wasn’t too much interested, well okay maybe a little. But my cock waits for no one. I watched her face to see how much dick she could take without me hurting her little pussy any more than was necessary.

Whatever the case
, her pussy was juicing like fuck and my dick was in pussy heaven. I slid in and out with ease, even though her shit was tight, and fat. She had the fattest pussy lips I’d ever seen. Damn, I was in the pussy and still craving the pussy, thinking about the next time. That’s some fucked up shit.

“You not on any of those pill things or got some shit shot in your arm right?” I didn’t think about the birth control shit. I’d have to give it time to work itself out of her system if that were the case
, and I wasn’t really big on waiting.

“No…no I’m not.” She was out of breath and panting for all she was worth. Her hips were moving to catch the dick on each stroke. “Touch your tits.” She gave me the Bambi caught in the headlights look and refused. I slapped her ass hard and she got to it.

“See, that wasn’t so hard was it? Pull on your nipples for me.” She was a little reluctant but did as she was told. Though she pinked up again. I split her legs open and leaned over her. “Feed me.” She held her tit up for me to suck. “Just think, soon this will be our son.”

Thinking of planting my kid in her only made me fuck into her harder
, and her pussy ended up getting a workout. I fucked her into the table, poor girl was gonna have a sore back later.

“I wanna fuck your ass, but I’m not sure about wasting my seed, gotta save it all up for your womb.” I rubbed her lower stomach as I kept fucking. Then I got an idea that made me speed up. I came too hard from the shit that was going on in my head.

I pulled out and thought of the best way to do this. If I went in her ass without lube
, she’d be fucked, and the lube was upstairs, too far. Butter, nah I didn’t like that. Maybe some oil de olive might work. I walked over to the cupboard and grabbed some. I hope this shit wasn’t dangerous, fuck I know.

Walking back over
, I lifted her legs again and poured some oil over her asshole. “What’re you doing?” She tightened up and tried to lower her legs. “Minding my business, now keep your ass still unless you want this to hurt.”

I’m an ass fucker and make no apologies for it. It’s a whole other feeling than the pussy, and sometimes
, I’d rather fuck a girl’s ass than go anywhere near her pussy, but that’s another story.

I greased up my dick and tried forcing it into her ass. She was tight as fuck, but I persisted. I got the head in and she bawled. “It’ll hurt less if you relax.” I waited until she calmed down a little, before forging ahead. I better only feed her half for now or her shit might tear.

“Hit your clit babe, that might help.” Her hand came down and she started touching herself slowly at first, but then I fed her some more cock and she sped that shit up. “Oh fuck yeah.”
Okay so I forgot to take it easy, but who can blame me? that shit was fuck hot.

I can’t believe I was about to cum again. I think it was her thrashing around on my cock and screaming that did it. I pulled out just in time. I didn’t want to put my dirty cock inside her, so I got the bright idea to open her pussy and just shoot inside. Hey my boys are heavy swimmers, Michael fucking Phelps, they’ll find their way.

“Gotta go clean up, this is some nasty shit.” I pulled her up from the table and carried her up to the shower.

“How long do I have to stay here?” She was sitting up on the bed with the sheet up to her neck. I’d just finished fucking the pink off her pussy and making her scream for my cock, now she was back to being the blushing virgin.

“Ever.” I was looking around for a shirt to put on
, so I could go next door to the little bungalow and have a chat with her friend, whom my boys had nabbed.

“What does that mean ‘ever’?”

“It means longer than forever. I thought we cleared this up last night. I’m keeping you; this is now your new home, life as you knew it is over. Any more questions?”

“What did you mean when you said my dad gave me to you to fulfill a debt? Did he like
, gamble me away?” Damn she looked and sounded like she was about to cry. But what the fuck was I supposed to tell her? That’s exactly what the fuck he’d done.

“Don’t think about shit like that now. I gotta go; hey, I let the first try slide, but if you try getting outta here again I’ll not be so understanding the ne
xt time around.” I guess she had been planning another grand escape because she looked like she’d been caught with her hand in the cookie jar.

I walked over to her and ripped the sheet away. “Fuck, one more taste.”
I pushed her back on the bed and dove into her pussy with my tongue. Fuck, I think I got some of my jizz that time. Nasty fuck. I ate all around the outside of the pussy, paying special attention to her clit.

I dropped trou and climbed in between her thighs. Looking down at her shaved pussy and her little white belly was such a fucking turn on. I rubbed my cock up and down her slit until she started to squirm, then I let her have it. Bam, right in to the hilt. She bucked and flailed beneath me, but she also added a new element. She bit the shit outta me. I think this girl is a freak.

“Okay kid, let’s have it, what’s your relationship with my girl?” I straddled a chair and eyed down the little fucker who was trying to give me attitude.

Little did he know that he was a hair’s breath away from having my foot in his ass. I’m not too big on some other dick being close to what’s mine, whether it’s before the fact or not. His life expectancy pretty much depended on how this little meet went down.

“We’re best friends, where is she?”

“None of your fucking business kid.” What the fuck?

“You better not hurt her.”

I’d give the kid props; he’s got balls.

“I’m not interested in you froggy
, so don’t even think about jumping off at me, or I’ll cap your ass. Now how do you know Bianca?”

“We grew up together.” Good, his shoulders weren’t so high
anymore, and he was looking suitably threatened.

“You got a girlfriend?”

“Of course.”

Okay, I might let him live.

“I heard about what her father did.” His fists folded and he was pissed.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?”

“He sold her to you, at least that’s the word on the street.” The kid actually looked close to tears.

“Who said that shit, nothing can be farther from the truth.” I don’t want people thinking that the mother of my sons was bought.

“He had no right, she doesn’t even belong to him.”

Hold the motherfucking phone. “Come again.”

“She’s not his daughter. Her mom was married to him but then she died and he kept Bianca away from her real family. That’s how they ended up here.”

“And you know this how?”

“She told me some of it, some my parents found out when we were younger. That’s why we’re so close, I always felt like I had to take care of her ya know, because he was such a dick as a father. I still don’t know why he kept her if he was gonna treat her like crap.”

I was at the edge of my seat at this point. “What do
you mean treat her like shit? How?”

“He was always beating on her and shit, he
never let her have any friends. It’s only because we lived so close that I was able to remain her friend. I use to climb in her window at night, after he’d wailed away on her, to comfort her ya know.” He got a scared look on his face after imparting this little tidbit, like he expected me to pounce or some shit.

“How often you had to climb through that window kid?” I was getting pissed the fuck off. I knew Curtis was a piece a shit but I had no idea he was a complete douche.

“A lot when we were little, then he stopped for a little bit. But as soon as she became a teenager he started up again. Some days she didn’t even have food…” kid looked like he was about to break down.

“Bring h
im.” I didn’t need to elaborate. My boys knew who the fuck I meant. “How’d he keep this shit hidden, didn’t the teachers or counselors notice anything?” Nosy ass teachers were always in my shit when I was in school.

“No, she lied a lot because he would always threaten to throw her out on the street if she told anyone. Now everybody thinks she’s just clumsy.”

“You can come see her in a few weeks, I’ll let you know when. At this meeting, you will not tell her anything about what we discussed, and you won’t tell her about getting away or any of that happy shit. You fuck up on any of those two things, I’ll gut you and feed you to my dogs. Take him back home. Oh yeah and kid, anybody show up at my door with any bullshit, I’ll know you sent them.”

I left to go back to the house. Usually I don’t give a fuck about what goes on in other people’s lives, I’ve got enough of my own shit to deal with
. But this was my baby mama, sorta. The idea that she’d been mistreated was a big fucking no-no.

She was in the room where I’d left her flicking through the channels on the TV. I studied her for a minute before alerting her to my presence. She was young, just eighteen, she still had that innocent tint to her, I guess I hadn’t defiled her too much yet. That shit’ll change in a week.

When I went after her, I had one thing in mind. She was perfect to bear my sons. From what info I’d garnered, she was one of those old world types. She never went anywhere but home and school and occasionally to the grocers. Had I known that it was not by choice, that her own father was abusing her, would things have been different?

I’ll never know now, because she was here, and I’d had her, and she was mine. I walked in and dropped down on the bed next to her. “What’re you watching babe?” I laid my head in her lap to see what she’d do. Fuck if she didn’t make room for me. Progress.

“Just some show, I didn’t get the name of it.”

“You never saw it before?”

“I…uh…we didn’t own a TV.”

What the fuck did she mean they didn’t own a TV? Who doesn’t own a fucking TV?

“Why not?” I kept my voice conversational like, so as not to let on that I knew anything. But I had the feeling this had to do with the man I’d thought was her dad.

“My dad pawned the last one years ago. He never got around to buying another one I guess.”

“Huh.” I wonder what else this fuck had pawned over the years
. I asked her questions about her mom but she was very vague. All she would say is that her mom died when she was six or seven and then they moved here.