“I don't remember at all. I was too drunk,” Maren whined. “I’ve done been bit, chewed up and spit out. I'm too old for this. I feel horrible. I don't want a hangover.”
I sat up, but my movements were slower than molasses. Like the undead, we got dressed. We eventually went to Royal Road and found some coffee. Taking it outside to the crisp air, we sipped it by the rows of motorcycles parked out front.
“Do you know what I usually do when I'm hungover? Go for a ride.”
“About that,” Maren started. “When you caught Fireball, what did you do with the motorcycle? Because that was my Harley.”
“You're shitting me?”
“No, it's mine, and I would really like to have it back.”
I wouldn’t tell her he escaped me. “You think I'm gonna give you a motorcycle? A way to leave? When you're a fucking spy for my enemies?”
Maren gave me a mean glare. “I want my hog back.”
We were both in a terrible mood.
“I’m going for a ride. You know I can't go riding without you. So. You can ride on the back of mine.”
Begrudgingly, she agreed.
The ride in the cool morning air woke us both up more than the coffee had. And actually, the silent ride was even nicer with a woman’s embrace at my back. When we stepped back into Royal Road, Pagan called us into Kingpin’s office.
“What's going on with you two? What the hell have you done, Levi?”
Holy shit, did he know about us? Did he know I was keeping the fact that Maren was a spy from my brothers all so I could enact my revenge?
Maren looked terrified. I put my arm around her and felt her tremble against me.
My brothers were going to kill her. I truthfully didn't know what I was going to do. Half of me wanted to knock Pagan out, take her and run. Flee on my hog. I didn't want what happened to my sister to ever be done to her.
When I didn't answer him, Pagan turned around. He turned on the television.
Fuck. I’d forgotten all about the cameras around here. Did they pick up our conversations about Maren being a spy? There were also cameras in the basement. Shit. How could I be so stupid?
“We've got night vision. Levi don't be so stupid,” Pagan said, like he could read my mind.
“What are you talking about?” I asked, like I truly didn’t know, but I was just buying some time. The video started, so I tried to make it out. What was happening on the screen?
Maren kept quiet as a mouse but looked curious as well.
I squeezed her arm to try and reassure her that I had her back.
Pagan said, “I know it's you, too. Someone saw you two running out of there buck-naked last night.”
Last night?
I stared at the screen. The black and white and green figures looked like they were flying. It made no damn sense.
“What am I looking at here, Pagan?”
“Let me turn this up,” he said.
“Marco,” my voice sounded.
“Polo,” Maren’s voice came next before her long-drawn-out cackle.
The sound of splashing commenced.
Pagan barked, “Seriously sneaking into the Big House to go skinny dipping in the dark. Any other time I would find it fucking hilarious. But we're all walking on eggshells around here, Levi.”
Thank fuck that was all it was. Relaxing, I stopped gripping Maren’s arm.
Pagan wasn’t finished chewing me out. “Kingpin’s on his last marble. Man's about to go crazy. Therefore, I'm not gonna tell him about this. I’ll erase this video. I already had Sweet Tea go in there and mop up the mess you two made, before he saw it. One of you peed right beside the pool.”
I didn't tell Pagan I couldn't remember it. But I did ask Maren if she did once we left the office.
“Hell no. I don't remember a fucking thing. But my hair was really damp when we woke up this morning.”
That night after Maren’s show, we did not drink a drop. We were both too sick. And unfortunately, we were both too queasy for sex.
“Believe it or not, I just want to sleep for a week,” I said as Maren crawled into bed with me. I cursed the whiskey. “I'm sure we'll feel better tomorrow night. And you'll take this big monster dick again.”
“Did I call it that?”
“Yeah, you did,” I said, letting her lay against me.
We fell asleep almost instantly.
The next morning, Maren was up before me, showered and ready for the day. She told me she had to run to town with Opry. I didn't want her to. Especially since I knew the biker showed his dick to her. And he’d asked me about her before. There was always the possibility she could run off, as well.
But when it came down to it, I really had no other option but to agree, or I would be giving us away.
While she was gone, I had nothing better to do. My mind on her, I went to the basement. I found a range of sex toys. Maren complained about my monstrous dick. About being too sore to take me again. But I was bound and determined. I even grabbed a butt plug, the one with the remote. Just thinking about her wearing it onstage and me controlling the vibration hardened me like never before.
For the first time since my sister was murdered, something occupied me except club business and my quest for revenge. Like a horny teen all I could think about was all the ways I could shove my dick in the sexy contortionist, and now shove other things. She was in for a surprise.
After her performance, when we got back to Horror’s place, we were both feeling much better, no longer hungover, or sick.
“There's nothing stopping me from fucking you again now.”
Maren said, “Well, where do you want to do it? On the couch, in the bed, on the floor, in the bathtub?”
She was mocking me.
“I mean, I'm just here for your pleasure. Right?”
“You bet your sweet ass, you are.” I snatched her and carted her to me. “Let's try that little private performance you were doing for me again. I barely remember it. And I plan to put it in my spank bank and use it every time I whack off for the rest of my goddamn life. So, I need to see it again.”
The woman responded to my demands.
Maren hadn’t changed out of her costume this time. Therefore, I got to watch her strip for me first, taking off everything. This alluring woman seduced a man who already wanted her, making me crave her unbelievably more.
Though, her movements were raunchy and downright pornographic, they were personalized, with my name on them.
“You’re stunning,” I said. “Beautiful.”
Unlike on stage, the woman actually blushed. I scooped her up and stole her to the bedroom. Told her to finish her act on the bed.
“It's a bit spongy. I do need solid ground, so I don't fall.”
Resolved to have her in this bed tonight, I said, “Just do your best.”
Maren laid back and showed me something new. Taking her feet one by one, she put them clear behind her head. Then she put her arms in front of her legs. In the position, she splayed her sex out, waiting for me.
“You said you wanted a pretzel,” she remarked, her voice dripping with lust.
Fuck. I slipped out of my motorcycle vest and tore off my shirt. Undoing my pants, I got completely naked in a flash. My dick was ready to dive into her exposed hole. Hot damn, I was going to get to fuck Maren like a pretzel.
“You ready for this monster?”
“I’m not sure,” she said, chewing her lip. “Just don’t ruin my pussy too bad.”
“I won’t because I intend to fuck it every night.”
Until I betrayed her.
“You understand?” I asked her.
Maren didn’t utter a syllable. She swallowed hard. The expression on her face said it all. The thought both terrified her and electrified her. Girl couldn’t wait.
As I took her hips, she stayed in the pose. I got the head of my dick right in her. Right away, I knew I wouldn’t need any lube. Girl gushed for my big dick. Over her, I heaved her body towards mine as I surged forward, spearing her onto my dick. Trying to.
But like before it was taking way too much effort to fill her to the brink. I was going to hurt her badly if I did. Her pussy was merely too tight for the likes of me and my monster. Maren was too tense. Though the sensation was maddening, I pulled out.
“Hold on. Don't move,” I said.
I’d prepared for this.
I got to the ground, under the bed where I stashed the dildos. Getting a handful of them, I joined her. On my knees, I met her eyes. She was interested as I held out the eight-inch purple wand.
“What are you going to do with that?”
“Does it look more your size?” I was sure the woman could get her small hand around it, unlike my cock. “I'm gonna loosen you up. Fuck you with this first so you can take this monster.”
Took no time to shove that dildo up her pussy. It slid right in with no problem. I dragged it out slowly and propelled it back in as far as I could go.
Maren’s titillating moan drove me wild.
And I continued, watching it slog in and out of her gash, out of her tight sleeve, it coming out all juicy, fuck. I stroked myself. My hand was big enough to get around myself. I had massive hands.
Then I got a better idea. I went around her, hanging my dick and balls over her little mouth. She could pleasure me while I fucked her hole with the dildo.
Maren nibbled my dick as I relaxed her twat, just teasing me. I knew I couldn’t widen her pussy in one night, but she came, and I knew from experience that alone would make it easier for me to enter her. I yanked my dick from her wanton kisses.
“Stay like this,” I said.
I didn’t want her to move out of the tempting position.
I went back around and got on top of her. Her ankles behind her head, I tried again to stuff my dick in her. It was easier this time to ram her. She took me a lot better. But still screamed as her pussy squeezed my dick like a cobra. I yanked out of her again.
“Get up on your knees,” I said.
Maren untangled herself and obeyed me.
I got behind her. Shoving her back forward, I pressed her face to the mattress. With her ass in the air, I stabbed that dildo up her cunt again. Really went to town on her with the wand. Before long, she was screaming again. And once she was, I replaced it with my dick, and I went full force.
Maren wailed.
Forcing my dick into her until it was all the way in, I moved with purpose. Grunting, I beat into her very swollen cunt, doggy style. Then I laid back, taking her pelvis with me, so she could ride me like a reverse cowgirl.
As I examined her ass, bouncing up and down on my dick, Maren leaned over and held onto my ankles as she tried to spring on my big shaft. She showed me her little pink star. Oh, mercy. I observed it as she moved. And as soon as she really started doing it, moving effortlessly, I exploded within her.
But I want more. I wanted up her tight little asshole next where it had to be a million times tighter than her tense pussy.
Holding her sides, I said to her back, “Don’t go anywhere.” Running my thumb down her ass crack, I stuck it in her velvet pit like a pie.
So goddamn tight and warm.
Maren yelped, “Oh, now you're not doing that.”
“Stay still.” I felt around the bed for the right one.
Finding it, I took the butt plug and replaced my thumb, stuck it up her asshole. Thing was tiny enough. She could take it. Wish I had the remote. I slapped her ass and watched it jiggle.
“Now ride me again.”
“Are you fucking serious? How are you still hard? Didn't you just come?”
“I can come again and so can you.”
“Your big monster just keeps coming back to life,” she muttered.
“Yes, it has a thirst for your pussy. You better slay this monster before it destroys your pussy again.”
Maren moved again with intent, rising up my dick. Sliding down it she’d land with a slap. The base of my monster became engulfed in her juices. The sloppy mess we made of my dick added to my arousal. Her pussy worked my pole, but I watched from behind, captivated by her ass gyrating. Every once in a while, I took my thumb and shoved the butt plug a bit farther up her pursed drain. Then as she’d moved, it’d creep back out. I’d thrust it back in, imagining getting her to take my monster in her sweet ass.
Repeat.
Maren came again and rushed off my dick. She dragged the plug out of her ass.
“I can't take anymore,” she grumbled, lying down on the bed in exhaustion.
I got on my knees over her beautiful face.
“Open your mouth,” I growled.
Taking my dick in my hand, I squeezed it, jerked off over her face until I squirted my spunk all over it.
Maren’s lips spread, and she caught all she could, licking her lips like she adored the taste.
I wiped my cum out of her eyes.
“Marvelous. You’re fucking amazing.”
I was gonna have so much fun with this woman.
Too bad it wouldn't last.