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Sam's Town

cinco.

“They should really make pizza flavored ice cream,” Mike muttered from the island.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” I laughed and continued to empty the dishwasher.

“What the fuck is wrong with you, Rae! Everyone would love pizza flavored ice cream!”

“That’s disgusting,” Jaime muttered while walking in with his hair a mess and in his boxers. I turned around and smiled at him, “Nice to see you being domestic.”

“Yeah don’t get used to it,” I laughed. “Sleep well?”

He shrugged and walked over to the island, taking a seat next to Mike. “Jessie just won’t stop fighting with me, I’m so sick of it. But in other news, what are you doing here, Fuentes?”

“Ain’t shit to do and Vic has the flu or some shit so I came here and forced Rae to make me breakfast,” Mike grinned in my direction.

“YOU MADE HIM BREAKFAST? YOU NEVER MADE ME BREAKFAST!” Jaime yelled and pounded his fist on the island, “You two hate each other, but you feed him and not your best friend!” I rolled my eyes as he got up from the island and walked over to the fridge, just staring in it, not doing anything else but staring. He walked out of the room mumbling that he hated us.

I laughed, “Little does he know I haven’t even cooked yet...”

“HIME-TIME GET BACK HERE!” Mike yelled.

“Fuck you!” Jaime yelled from the living room, “I’m calling Tony and going somewhere.”

“What do you want to eat, ugly?” I looked at Mike.

He grinned, “French toast pwease.”

“Never do that again,” I laughed and reached into the fridge to get butter and eggs. “You want cinnamon on them?”

“Duh, what do I look like, some freak?”

I smirked over my shoulder, “Something like that.”

I started to make Mike his french toast. It had been about two months since the incident at Casey’s, and we have been more civil. He had apologized once again the next day when he was fully sober, and it was a real apology. So we’ve tried to be a little nicer to each other. It wasn’t to the point that we could be friends, but we were able to sit in a room and have conversation without insulting each other the whole time. But don’t get me wrong, we still insulted each other just as rude as we did before. The guys seemed to like it better, but it was a little weird not being complete assholes to each other. But all the bitching from the guys has stopped, which is great for both Mike and I.

I placed Mike’s food down on a plate in front of him and he began to devour it. “Oh my god Rae this is amazing, I might have to steal you and turn you into my own personal chef.”

“That’s disturbing,” I laughed. “I’d have to watch all your whores walk in and out of the house.”

“You’d be sitting there like, damn I wish I looked like that.” He winked.

I rolled my eyes, “Yeah, I wish I had big fake tits and blonde extensions and had to rush to the doctor the next day to get checked.”

“I mean.... I know it’s got to be a hard life being average, but one day you will find a man that appreciates your small boobs and dry vagina.”

“Why must you always bring up my vagina?” I shook my head.

He laughed and licked syrup off his fork, “Because you never get laid.”

“What if I do and I just don’t tell anyone, huh?” I raised an eyebrow, “Maybe I’m not as open about who I sleep with as you are.”

“Closet whore,” Mike laughed. “Come on, Rae. Just tell me the last time you got fucked.”

“No.”

“Rae.”

“No.”

“Please?”

“No, Mike.”

“You haven’t gotten laid lately then.”

“Leave me alone,” I chuckled and left the kitchen and headed towards my room.

“Rae-Rae,” he called after me and followed me into my room. “Has it been over a year?”

“Kill yourself,” I muttered and flopped onto my bed.

“OH MY GOD IT HAS!” He laughed and sat next to me. “I hope you masturbate or else that has got to suck...”

“Michael!” I shrieked.

“Do you have a vibrator? A dildo? I want to see.”

I shivered, “You’re a sick fuck.”

“I am a sick fuck,” he smirked. “You wanna try me out?” He got closer to me.

“Get away from me you aids infested creep,” I laughed and pushed him away.

He winked, “I’m down to share some aids with you.” I made a puking noise and he laughed. “So can you just tell me how long it’s been?”

“No, Mike. It’s none of your business.”

He reached over and placed his hand on my inner thigh, “Is this getting you excited?” I shot him a dirty look and he moved his hand closer to my area, “What about this?” He completely cupped my cooter in his hand and tried to touch me through my leggings and I nearly kicked him in the side trying to roll away from him.

“YOU’RE SUCH A FUCKING PERV!” I yelled and rolled off the bed.

“YOU LIKED IT!” He yelled back, “YOU WERE GETTING WET I COULD FEEL IT!”

“FUCK YOU!” I screamed. “GET OUT OF MY HOUSE.”

“YOU WANT ME!” He laughed. “I KNEW IT! YOU HATE ME BUT YOU HAVEN’T GOTTEN LAID IN SO LONG THAT EVEN THOUGH I DISGUST YOU I JUST MADE YOU WET!”

“OUT!” I screamed and threw a shoe at him.

“Fine, I’ll leave you and you can play with your vibrator or whatever the fuck you do,” he smirked.

“You are not funny, Michael.” I groaned and pushed past him to walk out of my room.

He grabbed onto my wrist and I raised an eyebrow at him. He smiled at me, “I can fix your problem.”

“I’m not sleeping with you. I don’t care how long it’s been since I’ve had sex, or how sexually frustrated I am. I am not sleeping with Michael Christopher Fuentes.”

“Come on, no one needs to know,” he smirked. “I like sex, you need to get laid. We aren’t even friends so it’s not like feelings will get involved...”

“You have STDs.”

“No I don’t, I’ve been checked asshole,” he laughed. “How are you going to turn down sex?”

“I have morals,” I tried to pull my wrist out of his hand, but it was no use. He wasn’t going to let go. “I’m not going to be one of your girls.”

He shrugged, “Suit yourself.”

He let go of me and I walked away from him, but by the time I made it to the middle of the hallway he somehow had me pinned against the wall with his lips centimeters away from mine.

“Mike,” I breathed out.

“Just do what feels natural,” he stared into my eyes.

“I don’t want to. I’m scared I’ll throw up.”

He rolled his eyes and smashed his lips against mine in a rough, hard kiss. I didn’t know what to really think. I hated Mike... But he was right about making me horny, and getting laid wouldn’t be so bad, if he would keep his mouth shut. I knew that I would be disgusted with myself if I made the decision to sleep with him, but I also knew that I was going to be disgusted with myself because I let him kiss me. I was pulled out of my thoughts as he pushed his tongue into my mouth. I shut my brain off, I let my body make it’s own decisions. I kissed him hard with raw lust and desire, allowing my own tongue to battle with his. I grabbed onto his hair and pulled his head away from my face, while sinking my teeth into his bottom lip. He let out a moan and stared at me with his eyes half closed. I pulled my teeth from his lip as he picked me up and carried me back into my room. He kicked the door closed with his foot and threw me onto the bed. He then crawled on top of me, tore his shirt off, and set his lips back on mine. He kissed me quick before kissing down my jaw and onto my neck, finally resting his lips on my collarbone and started sucking. I took this as a chance to run my nails lightly up and down his back, making him groan and move his lips lower down my body, resting right above where the buttoned buttons on my shirt began, right in between the beginning of my cleavage. He popped the top button with his teeth and ran his tongue in between my tits.

“Fuck, Mike,” I moaned and bit onto my lip.

“This shirt needs to come off,” he mumbled into my skin before kissing it and sitting up. He unbuttoned all the buttons and pushed the shirt off my body. Right as I was about to set my back onto the bed again he snuck his hand behind me and yanked my bra right off. “You have your nipple pierced....” he looked at me with a smirk.

“You’d never think that, would you?” I smiled.

He shook his head and grinned, “Naughty bitch.”

He pushed me back down onto the bed and went to town with kissing my entire torso, sucking my nipples, and leaving small bite marks all over me. Soon enough his hands were pulling down my shorts and underwear and pushing two fingers in me. We spent a good while on foreplay, his reasoning was that it was going to hurt because he was going to “fuck me into oblivion.” Once I had enough I pushed him back and grabbed onto his jeans, unbuttoning them and yanking them down his skinny legs. He pushed himself higher up onto the bed. I laughed when I looked at his Batman briefs, that had a very noticeable boner sitting inside them. I then decided to pull them down and become face to face with his monster of a penis. I would be lying if I said that it wasn’t massive, because it is fucking massive. I wasn’t surprised. I had heard the girls that he brings home, and all their screams. I had heard from all the guys about Mike’s giant package. I just knew this whole thing wasn’t going to fit in my mouth. I ran my tongue up the length of his shaft and wrapped my lips around the tip. As I stroked him with my hand, I began to suck him off while my tongue ran up and down as much of him as it could. After about five minutes I looked up at him and pulled my mouth off him with a popping noise. He grunted and pulled me up on the bed, flipping me onto my back and hovering himself over me.

He took his dick and ran it against my slit, “You want my cock?”

“Yes,” I breathed out as he continued to run it up and down me.

“Tell me what you want,” he smirked and moved it onto my clit.

“I want your cock,” I licked my lips.

“What was that? I didn’t hear you?”

“I want your cock, Mike! I want you to fuck the shit out of me!”

“Atta’ girl,” he smirked and slammed into me. I would be lying if I said that I needed a minute to get used to him and didn’t scream out from the pain. “So... fucking... tight...” He moaned from above me. “Tell me when.”

“Please move,” I whimpered and bit my lip as he began to rock his hips against mine.

After a few minutes the pain subsided and Mike began to pick up his pace. Soon enough, I was in total paradise and my hips were moving to meet the fast pace of his. I looked above me to see Mike’s teeth sinking down onto his bottom lip and his brown eyes staring down at me. I placed my hands on his shoulders and pulled him down into a sloppy, wet kiss. He took this as his cue to start slamming harder into me. I pulled away from him with a huge moan.

“Mike!” I screamed in between breaths.

“You like this cock?”

“Fuck yes!”

He picked my legs up and held them into the air, going deeper than ever making me scream his name and claw at his back. He let out an animalistic growl and bored his eyes into mine, “Watch my dick go in and out of you.”

I looked down and watched as he slammed his entire length in and out of me quickly. I could hear the sound of his balls slapping against my skin and I felt myself get even hornier.

“I... I want you to fuck me from behind,” I moaned as I looked back up at him.

He smirked and pulled out of me. I flipped over and got on my knees and he pushed my chest and head down onto the mattress. He then slammed himself back inside me and there was no way I could keep quiet. I was moaning and screaming and cursing and in pure bliss. I rocked my hips back onto his and he slapped my ass hard twice before grabbing me by my hair and pulling my back against his chest and pounding himself into me. He took advantage of our position to begin to suck on the back of my neck. I threw my arms behind me and hooked them around us and pulled at the ends of his hair. I was getting close.

“I’m so close, Mikey,” I breathed out and closed my eyes before throwing my head back against his shoulder. He took his right hand and began to make circles on my clit with his forefinger and middlefinger. My breathing began to become rough and I moaned out a slew of curse words. He pushed me back down onto the bed and fucked me as hard as he could for a few more minutes before his own orgasm hit. He grunted behind me and cursed just as I did before stopping his movement and pulling out. I felt him get off the bed and I rolled over onto my back. He threw the condom away and then laid down next to me.

“So, how was that?” He smirked and wrapped his arm around me and pulled me so my head was resting on his chest.

“Fucking amazing,” I mumbled.

He chuckled, “No one needs to know, Rae. You need sex and I’ve got you covered.”

“You tell anyone and I’ll cut this off,” I ran my forefinger down his shaft and watched as his cock twitched.

“I’m not telling anyone, and don’t do that unless you want round two.”

I pushed myself off him, “Not happening. I’ll be disgusted with myself in the next hour for sleeping with you. I need a shower and you need to get out of this house before Jaime gets back.”

He laughed and we both got off the bed. I wrapped myself in a towel and he put his clothes back on. I walked with him over to the front door so I could lock it behind him.

He smirked at me and gave me a peck on the lips before leaving, “Bye bitch.”

“Bye asshole,” I smirked and closed and locked the door behind him.

What did I get myself into....

Comments

I had to read the whole story again when I saw your update, thanks! Hope you can update your other story as well, this gives me hope!

pierce-my-soul pierce-my-soul
2/20/16

PLEASE UPDATE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE

vicbabeaf vicbabeaf
2/4/16

OMG YOU UPDATED I THOUGHT IT WOULD NEVER HAPPEN TBH

Divinebitches Divinebitches
1/29/16

damn I binge read this and I can't get enough. this is gold

KoiKatori10_2 KoiKatori10_2
1/22/16

Oh my god I thought this story was long forgotten ! I am so happy you decided to pick it up again and I for one would be so happy if you could finish "Running" too I loved these stories so much and honestly one of the few reasons I logged on to this site so please finish them (:

LiveItUp LiveItUp
1/20/16