Lacey’s Suicide: Page 2

He looked at me and continued " I didn't mind her relationship with you, even if it was sexually, because what could you do? You don't have a penis. But...anyhow. I did start to get jealous of the way she'd light up talking about you, not like when you were just "Best Friends", but it was always you all the time. So, I talked to my parents. I do find you attractive, ever since we were kids. I never got close enough to you because of Lacey. But my parents supported our incestuous relationship because after all "blood is thicker than water",yet they didn't mind you, as darling as ever. Yet, I still didn't understand what was so great about you, the fact you would lend us money, or wash dishes, or help Lacey when I couldn't. But even when I could barley hear you these past few days, I didn't mind taking care of you. Sorry... I'm getting off track. I asked Lacey to choose and I lied to her telling her that our parents wouldn't accept no for an answer. I asked her how we were going to make our children. She didn't care. Or so I thought, she did kill herself. After you and her became serious she stopped pleasuring me. I felt such hate towards you, in fact when I first came here I was intending on killing you. But you looked weak, so weak, and I took care of weak Lacey all the time. But that's enough of your bedtime story... up to bed with you".

I backed into a corner. I didn't know what to think...what to feel. I was stunted in fear of how a man could influence such a strong minded girl to kill herself. She was fearless in my eyes. I fell to my knees paralyzed. I silently cried. When I looked up he stood in front of me looking back at me. He fell to his knees then put both of his arms around me. Then put his head on my shoulder "Camila, I want show you something Lacey has never shown you".

I heard a "clip" noise.

I felt a strange sensation. But it wasn't strange at all, my bra had become unclipped. He lifted my chin slightly and turned my face left. "You will always have me".

He slid his tongue in my mouth. I was confused, Lacey hadn't kissed me as deeply as he did. I kissed him back intertwining my tongue with his. He pulled back and wiped his mouth "I can sense your not okay with me doing this".

I felt something tingle. I tugged on his shirt as he turned his back and stood in place. "I'm okay with it...", I whispered.

He looked at me strangely "Are you sure?"

I nodded forgetting all he said.

"I might not be as good as her", I whispered.

"Tsk, don't lie to yourself or to me".

He fell silent for a second and looked at me again.

I stood up, and walked towards him, now standing in front of him, I couldn't bring myself to ask him or make eye contact.

I stood there like an idiot.

He extended his arms then pushed me against his body with gentle force, he then tripped himself on purpose, making me positioned on top of him.

I groaned. He forced me to make eye contact. I stared at him, he grabbed my face and kissed me, I felt more of his saliva in my mouth, that tingly feeling I felt on my body, but it was different, and pressing against my crotch. He put two fingers around my belt loop "Take it off", he whispered. It was almost automatic for me. He pulled his pants down slightly, talking off his underwear. "Do you know what to do", he whispered while stroking himself. "Sort of", I muttered. "I've seen a lot of straight porn to know how to please a man", I whispered.

"Then please me", he moaned.

I grabbed his penis, and parted my lips. He immediately reacted by grabbing my hair "Mm, that's it". I started to self-lubricate, he smiled a bit watching me touch myself. "Stop for a second baby".

I took my mouth off his penis, "Did I do something wrong?", I asked.

He stood up "No, that felt good, I just want to pleasure you now, that's all".

"Spread your legs", he commanded.

I did as he said and laid down on the cold living room floor.

He took his shirt off revealing cuts, and bruises on his abdomen. I gently placed the tips of my fingers on his chest, feeling his heartbeat. He was buff, a bodybuilder in training, devolving an 8 pack.

He grabbed my hand "You can dig your nails into my back if and when it hurts".

He finally inserted his penis inside of me, and I immediately felt pain, digging my finger nails into his back.

I arched my back and felt it go in deeper. "Ow, ow, ow", I moaned.

"That's interesting, your bleeding, doll".

"B-bleeding", I tried to move away but he pinned me down. "Relax...it's nice to see for once, I simply broke your hymen that's all".

He groaned "Your so tight... I love it".

"It hurts", I moaned.

He kissed me then traced his thumb around my nipples.

It slowly felt more acceptable and pleasant, I felt more intense sensations.

"Fuck me better than you fucked her, ugh...I love you", slipped out of my mouth.

He stopped for a second then groaned "Holy shit....mm".

He kissed me and bit my lip gently. "Yeah I'll fuck you better....you feel better".

He went faster and faster, our moans were in sync, I felt something orgasmic.

"Pull out, please", I moaned and yelled in a panic.

I felt something warm inside of me.

He collapsed on top of me and breathed heavily, he still had the energy to kiss me on the lips. I laid there silently, then I felt him remove his penis. Our lips parted and he smiled "Mm, didn't hear you".

He put his head on my chest then licked my breasts. I pushed him off, then covered myself with the blanket on the couch.

"That was a mistake", I panted.

"Mistake?", he smiled.

"Yes, a mistake, please leave".

"A mistake you asked for, darling".

"I don't want to become pregnant", I cried.

He looked me up and down "But I want you to, you'll be a fit mother, your body will be fit for carrying out a full term pregnancy if you let me keep taking care of you".

"Please just get me the morning after pill...please".

"No. A baby would make my mother and father so proud, they'd be in awe... and they'd forgive me for Lacey's death".

I looked away, and gripped tighter on the blanket.

He stood up and hovered over me "You felt better then Lacey, I no longer feel such guilt for what I did, since you're as equally guilty as I am, to make up for your sin, you will grant me a child, if you so happened to try to escape there will be consequences, after all you said you loved me didn't you?"