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“I used to live here with my mom, but she moved. The I lived her with my boyfr—“ she caught herself, “I mean, ex-boyfriend.”

Jonnie smiled. “As you have no place to stay, I might mention that Matthew has some fine accommodations of his own.”

Matt smiled shyly at this. “Yeah, ahh … finally making enough to afford a decent one-bedroom apartment. Thank god I’m out of my parents’ smelly basement.”

Jonnie nodded. “Be thankful, indeed, Matthew, because I could hardly request a lady to accompany us to such a mildew-ridden pit.”

At this, Jonnie shot his nerdy friend a meaningful glance, one pierced eyebrow arched exaggeratedly.

Matt swallowed hard, gulping down a mouthful of pancake.  “Oh yeah, umm … Alyssin  … hey … we were planning—“

He jerked, and Alyssin felt a vibration—she thought Jonnie had kicked him under the table?

“Ahh …” he continued, “I mean, I wanted to invite you to come back to my apartment with us, since you have no place to stay, OK? Jonnie’s hanging out, he’s gonna like …”

“Help escort you,” Jonnie said. “I mean, it’s quite dangerous around these parts. The Wolf Posse runs half this town, you know? I heard some parking meter lady was ravished right in public, down in front of the bars, just for putting a ticket on one of their cars. But I KNOW things, madam. Matthew and I can guarantee your safety.”

She could hear her mom’s voice faintly in her mind, already condemning her for what she about to do: 
Going home with two strange men you know want to FUCK you? You goddamn WHORE.

Well, mommy,
she thought
, I’m lonely, I’ve got nothing to lose, and I’m ready to be REALLY bad. And you’re not here to spank me, are you?

But then, if Jonnie wanted to spank her
some … If he ended up being a little rough …

Well, she thought that might be okay.
She thought she might kinda like that.

And Matt … He WAS cute, in an emo-geek kinda way. She didn’t mind him being there … She felt bad for not paying more attention to him at t
he moment, really … he’d been very nice to her, too.

But Jonnie … Dear GOD
…

Maybe the whole
disappointment with Vinnie was MEANT to happen, she was MEANT to meet Jonnie, to teach her …

What? What the power of a real man to make every inch of her body crave him and want to please him
???

I’ll pay attention to that lesson
, she thought.
And I’ll try to be ready for any test he gives me.

Jonnie’s hand was on her right thigh now, sliding higher. She shivered and gasped
… covering her mouth immediately, as she still had been chewing some home fries.

Someone else was … tapping? … on her left knee. A hand settled there, the fingers clenching and massaging the kneecap, then tickling up a little higher, making her giggle …

THAT was Matt.

When she giggled, he smiled. He REAL
LY did look quite cute when he smiled; it brought out something quite handsome in his baby face.

So Maybe she WAS glad that he was there,
both
of them … Though Jonnie was really doing SOMETHING to her that she’s never …

OH GAW
D! Jonnie’s hand was on her crotch now, finding her pussy and cupping her vulva through the fabric of jeans and panties, squeezing her there firmly several times.

“You get enough to eat, my dear?” Jonnie asked
her.

Breathless, she nodded YES.

They stood up. Jonnie nodded to Matt, who left two twenties on the table to cover the bill and tip.

As she stood, that pinching pain in the right side of her abdomen came again. She gritted her teeth against it, knowing it usually went away within a few minutes.

She thought she’d read that women who were ovulating were more sexually receptive—and more attracted to aggressive, confident men.

See, mom?
She thought.
I have an excuse, ha.

She followed the town young men, and t
hey exited the diner and went out into the black, arctic cold of the night, heading for Matt’s car.

#

Matt’s apartment was a second-floor walk-up in a red-brick building on the edge of town. Matt unlocked the door and they entered.

Shivering from the winter cold, Alyssin was immediately grateful for the warmth of the place.

But Jonnie wasn’t quite happy. “They still keeping it freezing in here, eh?”

“Sorry, dude,” Matt said. “I’ll put on the heater.” He walked over the corner and turned the large electric heater there up to high. The lights dimmed just a little as the powerful machine sucked in electricity.

“The heat’s central to the whole building,” Matt explained apologetically. “Landlord’s a cheapass about it sometimes. My space heater will work fast, though.”

Alyssin looked around the room; it was obviously the main room, the living room of the apartment. She had expected, being a
single guy’s place, that it would be a huge mess. It was actually pretty tidy and organized, though. It was definitely a display of Matt’s geek-dom; the walls were lined with Star Wars and anime and Lord of the Rings posters, and there was a case of little figures of warriors and robots and things. Dorky decor, yeah, but very colorful--which she liked.

It reminded her of the collector
’s edition Barbie dolls which she’d proudly displayed in her room for years. They were somewhere in her mom’s storage shed in Michigan now; Vinnie had told her when she moved in with him that such “girly crap” wasn’t allowed in his place.

She suddenly felt something tug at her hair; Jonnie was pulling off her knit ski cap, and then undoing her scarf.

“Why don’t you take the lady’s coat for her, Matthew,” Jonnie told his friend.

“Umm … Yeah, ok. Let me help you.” Matt was behind her. He fumbled for a moment, finding the buttons on her jacket, then the zipper underneath. As he pulled the zipper down, his arm rubbed against her chest; even through the layers of her jacket, sweatshirt and
bra, the pressure on her cold-stiffened nipple was tantalizing.

It had obviously been an accident, and he didn’t seem aware of the contact.

Too bad. She wished he HAD used taking her coat as an excuse to grab a feel. Or, even better, that Jonnie had done something similar.

But she had a feeling that
more touching was coming soon …

Matt put her coat and purse and stuff in the closet, and then the guys took off their own coats.

Jonnie dropped his duster over a table in the corner; underneath, he was wearing black jeans and work boots, and a black T-shirt that showed a winged demonic figure abducting a nubile girl. Alyssin couldn’t tell if the girl’s expression was supposed to be fear, or ecstasy.

Jonnie’s jeans were a little loose on him, as if he’d lost some weight and hadn’t bothered to replace them. So, she couldn’t get a good
idea of what his butt was like … Much to her disappointment.

Matt placed his heavy anorak jacket in the closet. Under it, he wore a plain white button-down shirt and blue jeans. He looked really lean, but maybe not too skinny … Just how he was built, maybe?
When he turned around, she saw that he had a small, but definitely defined butt.

“You like my place?” Matt asked. “Haven’t been here long. Just got the couch.” He nodded towards the large piece of furniture, sitting in front of the TV in the center of the room.

The couch was worn and faded, orange-yellow in color with patterns of leaves and flowers embroidered into the fabric.

“It’s kinda ugly, huh?” Matt said. “I got it from the thrift store cheap. The cushions are really bouncy and comfy, though.”

Jonnie extended his arm towards the couch, motioning for her to sit down.

She did so, sinking down a little into the cushions, feeling self-conscious … Was her belly sticking out too much? Sitting in the diner, the table had helped to hide it, but here … And then, there was her
boobs.

Heavy girls were supposed to have large breasts--or so many people assumed. Vinnie had used to get pissed sometimes, asking her why, if he had to have a chubby girlfriend, she couldn’t at least be busty? Hers were C-cups (D, sometimes—depending on which company made the bra) … Not a bad size, but they just didn’t look very big on her plus-size body.

She knew she had wide hips and a curvy, “bootalicious” ass … Vinnie had certainly liked that. But she’d always wished some of her excess fat would flow into her boobs. For some larger women, that seemed to happen when they gained weight … but never for her.

Jonnie sat down on the couch, easing in to her right, and Matt took a seat to her left.

Her heart was beating fast as she found herself flanked by the two cute guys … One of whom, Jonnie, had a brutal but compelling sexiness like she’d never experienced before.

Jonnie
now looked her up and down, as if deciding what tender morsel of her he wanted to taste first.

She decided that the time had come to be a little bold. Obviously, Jonnie liked her being shy and submissive
… and she liked being groped by his confident hands. But dammit, she didn’t want to just sit back and wait for him to do
everything
, she was getting too turned on.

And she was very curious about one certain thing …

She took a deep breath, then reached over to her right and put her hand right on Jonnie’s crotch …

She could feel
the bulge. It extended down into the right leg of his jeans …

God it was
HUGE! Vinnie had a thick seven inches, but this one had to be even longer and it felt
soooo
wide.

E
ven through his jeans, she thought she could feel the cock jerk, and pulse of the blood rushing through it. Hot blood, full of testosterone, pumped by his lustful male animal heart.

He was getting hard, for HER.

She remembered one of her coworkers at the burger joint back in Michigan, an older woman who’d always bragged about her well-hung boyfriend. She’d been kinda funny about it, calling his dick her “horsecock” and saying he was her “stallion.” For some reason, thinking about that now made her smile.

“You have an amused look on your lips,” Jonnie said.
“I see you’re pleased by what you feel down there, yes? What are you thinking, girl?”

She looked away from him, feeling shy again.

Should I tell him? It’s silly but …

Suddenly, he grabbed her chin and turned her
face roughly to directly meet his gaze.

“Cunt,” he addressed her, “do not keep secrets, now. Tell us.”

He wasn’t being so polite anymore. This was new … But thrilling.

It wasn’t like when Vinnie had hit her or grabbed her out of anger. She didn’t think Jonnie was
really
angry … But he was definitely asserting control.

“Hey, dude,”
Matt said, looking a little bothered on her behalf, “You’re gonna scare her. Maybe we shouldn’t …”

With his hand still clamped on her chin, Jonnie turned his friend, shaking his head. “
Grasshopper, I am the teacher here, yes? This is what we agreed upon, my friend. You watch, then you get to practice with the bitch. This lesson is for your benefit.”

“Okay,” Matt said.
He nodded agreement.

But, she notice
d that he had his hand on her leg, massaging her knee and thigh, as if trying to be supportive, reassuring.

Strangely, along with Jonnie’s controlling force, she liked Matt’s gentle touch, too.

“Now,” Jonnie said, “So sorry for the interruption, dear slut … but please do tell us what you found so amusing?”

“St … Stallion,” she whispered.

He smiled and relaxed his grip, running his finger around her lips.

“You think I might be hung like one?” he asked.

She nodded.

“If I’m a stallion, that makes you a mare. A female horse … And you know what happens to them?
”

Sh
e nodded again.

He reached up, grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled her face closer to him with it. She winced at the sudden pain … But God help her, this little game was making her so
ooo hot.

Her pussy was burning and she could actually feel her clit throbbing, so wet now that she wondered if it wouldn’t start to stain the front of her jeans soon.

“Don’t nod, cunt. TELL ME,” he commanded.

“Th … they get fucked?” she stammered.

He leered at her, those cool, ice-blue eyes giving her a thrilling chill again.  “They get mounted, pretty. They get BRED. Which means taking a big dick because she’s a helpless female animal in heat who NEEDS it. Describes you pretty well, Alyssin?”

“Yes,” she answered, careful this time to speak loud enough for him to hear.