[Music playing] “So fucking blow
those words at the back of your head. I’ve heard it all and I’m done with that
shit! You tell me lies and you get what you get, so blow those fucking words at
the back of your head!..”
“Oh, I love this song! I haven’t heard it
in forever.” Rachel sits down on the bed next to her laptop as she turns up the volume. She logs onto her Facebook account with the
look of boredom on her face. –Why do I
even stay up here? All I do is lurk and
wait for people to talk to me.-
She
closes the laptop and goes in search for her boyfriend whom she lives with.
“Jake! Jaaaakke! Whar arr yoouu?!!” She walks into the kitchen looking for him.
Just as she was about to walk outside to look for him, he walks in from the
side door connecting to the kitchen. “Oh hey, there you are. I was looking for
you. What are you up to?” she asks.
“Oh, nothing. But are you busy?” he
responds.
“No, not really. Why?”
“Oh no reason, but I have a surprise for
you. So we should get ready to go.”
“Go where?”
“Nowhere.”
“Uh huh. Okay.” She turns around and goes
back to the room to get ready to go nowhere. –I wonder what he’s up to now...-
After
they’re both done getting ready they leave the house. Jake has brought a book
bag with him, which looks stuffed to the point of almost bursting. He walks to
the car, as if he is about to get in and drive somewhere.
-Oh,
are we going somewhere?-
But just as Rachel is about to get in with
him he gets back out.
-Oh,
so we’re not going anywhere.-
“I thought about plugging my phone in to
charge, but I realized that it was alright on the battery life. So, you ready?”
“Yup.”
They both start walking down the driveway
and onto the road.
“Hey baby, will you carry this?” Jake
asks.
“Uh, if you want me to.”
“Please?”
“Please?”
“Sure, no problem.”
“Thank you. I’d carry it on my shoulders
but I can’t because of the sunburn. Otherwise I’d just carry it in my hands but it hurts to do that
too.”
Although
Rachel really didn’t want to carry the book bag, she understood how much pain
Jake was in from the sunburn. Earlier that week when they had gone to a lake,
Jake had forgotten to put on sunscreen until after he had been in the hot sun
and water for almost three hours. So consequently, he had blisters and
sensitive, red skin on his shoulders, biceps, chest, neck and face, therefore
unable to do normal daily activities while being in tremendous pain. She took
the book bag and carried it on her back. It wasn’t heavy, but it was full of
something.
They
begin walking down their driveway.
-Ah,
I bet we’re going to the bridge again. Predictable, but I still like it.-
They walk down their street into an
intersection and turn to the left. As they’re walking they pass a few yellow
flowers.
“Ooh, they’re pretty.”
Upon hearing Rachel’s comment, Jake
decides to go and pick her a few of them.
“Are you picking me flowers?”
“No.”
“Please don’t. I like them and I’ll
appreciate it because I think it’s sweet, but then they’ll just die. You’ll be
giving me dying flowers as a present.”
“Whatever, I’m doing it anyway.”
“Don’t—ugh. You did it anyways.”
Rachel
isn’t one for the whole flowers as gifts thing. She feels that though flowers
are pretty and it’s a sweet gesture, they’re just going to wilt and die within
a matter of minutes. She really can’t stand it when people spend a lot of money
on real flowers that would just die the next day or so. But apparently, Jake
ignores this and does it anyway because he knows she’d still like it, and he
likes to do it.
They
reach a side road to the right and take it. At this point, since Rachel often
has a lot of back pain, her back began to hurt. But she doesn’t say anything.
“Hey baby?”
Rachel turns to Jake to see what he wanted
when suddenly he just takes her by the hand and pulls her closer to him. He
leans in for a big wet kiss, and smothers her lips with his. They stand there
in the middle of the road, kissing passionately.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, baby.”
“I love you too, baby.”
After
their public scene, they begin walking again. They get to the end of the road
and take a left. A few hundred feet later and they come across train tracks. To
the right of the tracks is a bridge. They’ve been to this bridge before for
their one year anniversary and several times since then. It’s like a refuge or
sanctuary to them, if you will. They walk underneath the bridge to the spot
where they always go to. There are already huge rocks piled in place to help
them scale the bridge to a spot where they are allowed to sit. Jake climbs up
first in order to help Rachel up. Though they have piled up rocks, it is always
difficult to climb up onto the wall, since the rocks always move.
When
they’re both finally up there, Jack unpacks what was in the book bag. He pulls
out a thick blanket and three cans of spray paint, white, blue and gray, along
with a pipe and a green metal container.
“Wow!” exclaims Rachel. “I thought I heard
spray paint in there, but how did you fit that huge blanket in the book bag?”
“I just did! I am the master..”
They spread the blanket down so they can
lay on it. It’s around 8:45PM now, and it’s getting quite dark, so they use
their cell phones for light in order to see.
Now
lying down, the pipe and green container are being put into play. The smell
becomes much stronger as more and more smoke arises from the pipe. A few puffs
are taken… a shotgun here and there… and Jake and Rachel are calm and feeling
happy. Jake puts up the utensils and picks up the spray paint.
“What are you going to draw?” asks Rachel.
“It’s a surprise.”
So she holds her phone for light, sits
back and watches Jake make his masterpiece. He draws a heart in blue paint, and
then goes over it in white. He picks up the gray and starts to trace over the
heart once more. He pauses.
“Wow that looks horrible. Dammit I fucked
up. I thought the gray would make it look like silver, but I realize I need
silver… That’s not going to work, I shouldn’t have done that. Ugh, okay let me
see if I can fix it.”
He picks up back the blue and completely
re-paints the heart, and then again in white.
Above the heart he writes his name in
cursive lightly with the white paint. He goes over it in blue, and to our
surprise the white leaks through and makes it look icy.
“Wow baby, look how it’s all icy and
frosty-looking. Somehow the white leaked through the blue.”
“Oh, that’s pretty cool.”
“Hey I have an idea; you should do the same thing below the heart.”
“Hey I have an idea; you should do the same thing below the heart.”
Rachel
picks up the white and writes her name in cursive, and again in blue. As a
final touch, Jake takes the blue paint and writes –N- in the middle of the heart. Both step back to get a better look
at it. It reads Jake –N- Rachel, as
any couple would write. The picture as a whole looked pretty decent, and they
also learned a cool spray paint trick.
Startlingly,
they hear a loud train horn nearby.
“The train is coming!”
Patiently
waiting for the train to arrive their way; they begin another make-out session.
It starts with simple kissing, which turns into passionate kissing. Jake likes
to use his tongue when he kisses Rachel, and does do quite often. The kisses
get hotter as Jake’s hands go lower down her body. First he begins to fondle
her breasts, making her nipples hard. His hand goes up her shirt, rubbing every
part it comes in contact with. He lifts her shirt and takes her breasts out of
her bra, but keeps the bra intact.
Both
of Jake’s hands are squeezing and pinching and rubbing all over her breasts, forcing
her nipples to get even harder. They can hear the train getting closer and
closer, but that does not deter Jake from stopping. His hand goes a little
lower, down to her belt. He unbuckles her belt and unzips her pants. He starts
rubbing her crotch on the outside of her panties slowly, trying to arouse her
more. He slips his hand in her panties and a finger between her lips, moist and
warm.
At
this point she begins to moan a little, getting wetter as he plays with her
clitoris.
The sound gets closer.
“Baby”, gasps Rachel, “the train is
getting closer. Let’s… wait for it please….”
“But I don’t want to wait.”
As
he says this, he slips two fingers in her pussy and starts to finger her, thrusting
upwards every time he goes in. As the noise becomes louder and louder, Rachel
becomes more and more nervous. She has a slight fear of trains, plus they’re
fucking loud!
At
the spot they’re at, with the train tracks being directly under the bridge,
they have perfect view of the train if it were to pass them.
“But baby, I’m getting scared. Just wait
please.”
Jake stops to try to calm her down, “don’t
be scared baby. I’m here, I’ll keep you safe.”
He helps her put her clothes back on
correctly.
“I know, but it’s still kind of scary.”
“You’ll be fine, I promise. Here, lay back
with me.”
Rachel
climbs into his lap and lays back on him. She grabs her jacket and puts it on
top of her.
They can hear the sound getting louder,
and it seems to be getting closer, but it’s taking a while to reach them. They
know there is a train station nearby, so they know it can’t be but so far away.
Soon Rachel can see the lights of the train from afar.
“It’s coming! It’s coming! Oh, I’m so
nervous! But I’m really excited too!”
“Quick, you should pack
the pipe.”
Rachel does as she’s
told.
“Oh, I wonder if I can
get a picture of this and post it to Reddit. Quick can you hand me my phone too?
Hopefully it hasn’t died yet.”
She
acts with haste since the train is now only a few feet away. Before you know
it, the train horn is blaring as it passes right by them. They both jump from
the bellowing noise. To his surprise, Jake gets at least one decent picture of
the train as its right in front of him. The pipe comes into play once more as Rachel
inhales the smoke and passes it on to Jake.
-This is so thrilling! I absolutely love this moment! It’s scary, but
it’s so beautiful and romantic. He’s always so good to me.-
Jake turns her head to
him and kisses her while the train is still passing by.
“I love you Rachel.”
“I love you too, Jake.”
“I love you too, Jake.”
The train is gone now
and there is nothing left but silence.
“Now where were we?”
asks Jake.
“Oh wow, and so what,
we’re going to act like nothing just happened? Haha, okay. Well If I recall
correctly, we were kissing and you were touching me in naughty places!”
“Oh was I? What kind of
naughty places? Why don’t you show me where?”
She proceeds to remove
her pants and panties, tossing them aside.
He takes her hand and
places it on her still moist and warm pussy.
“Rub it.”
She does as she is told without any kind of
resistance. As he watches her rub her clit, he begins to fondly her breasts
more and squeeze them in his hands tightly. He places his hand back on hers….
makes her slip one of her fingers into her wet pussy… he slips his finger in
too… she gets wetter.
If anyone were outside they
probably would have been able to hear the moans and whimpers from Rachel. The
feeling of her pussy being fingered is becoming overwhelming- she begins to
gasp for air due to the lack of oxygen because she is taking shorter and
sharper breaths.
Jake likes the sound of her whimpering and gasping
for air, so he makes it more intense. He wanted to hear her do this more,
louder, and more concentrated on him. He caresses her neck before forcefully
grabbing it with just enough grip, but not too much to cause injury or
bruising. It becomes slightly harder for Rachel to breathe, but it is still
possible. This doesn’t bother her because of her submissive tendencies during
sex, so she enjoys it quite frankly when Jake does this to her. She commences
to moan louder, like she knew Jake wanted her to, even though it’s not easy.
He fingers her harder, thrusting with each and every
time he goes back in.
-Mmmm. I think I’m going to cum... Goddamn it, this feels so amazing.-
“Mmmmmmmph, ahh, ahh, aaaahhh.”
“Yeah, you like that?”
“Si papi. SSIII PAAPPIIII!”
He stops choking her, slightly chuckling at the way
she had spoken- muffled and high pitched. Instead, he becomes completely
focused on getting her to cum for him and to scream his name. Harder, faster,
and deeper his fingers go. One, two, three fingers. Wet, warm, and cum-filled
her pussy turns into.
“Hey baby?”
“Yeah?” responds Rachel as
she sits up in her own mess on the blanket.
“Will you give me a
blowjob?”
“…Of course!”
Jake unzips his pants and removes his shoes, socks,
and pants altogether. She turns around to see his hard cock appear, and almost
instinctively, covers it with her mouth. She licks up and down his shaft,
letting her tongue ring massage him. She sucks on the sides of his cock, as if
trying to leave hickeys. She licks lower down to his balls in small circles
with her tongue ring still massaging him. Though Jake is a hairy man, Rachel
doesn’t mind licking and sucking on his balls. However, she absolutely loathes
the feeling of hair in her mouth, but she still does it because she knows how
much Jake likes it.
She makes one of Jake’s testicles plop into her mouth
so she can suck on it. She does the same for his other testicle. Enthralled,
Jake buries her face into his privates and smothers her. After a few seconds
she pulls away gasping for air. Immediately, she goes back to having his hard
cock in her mouth. Deeper and deeper, he fills her throat full with his
dick. She grabs the base of his penis
with his head and most of the shaft still in her mouth and starts sucking and
blowing, harder and harder.
[Jake sighs from his
enjoyment]
She sticks her tongue out so he can feel the tongue
ring better and slowly goes down on his shaft, his penis sliding into her throat,
all the way until she can take no more. But by this point she can feel that the
head of his penis is already past her uvula. It’s extremely difficult to
breathe when her throat is clogged up like this, so she can’t stay in this
position too long, even though she wants to get better at this. But every time
she thinks she can handle it, she pushes herself to go deeper and tries to stay
like this longer. Just to be able to fully satisfy Jake more than she knows she
already does. In all, she just wants to excel in her sexual activities.
“Baby, can I fuck your
throat?”
Interrupted from her
concentration, Rachel lets up, coughing and gasping for air yet again. “Ah, oh.
Yes, but just for a little while. It hurts too, ya know? You tend to get
carried away sometimes…”
“I promise I won’t get
carried away. I just really want to fuck your throat baby...”
As requested, she lets him raze her throat with
little resistance. Every now and then she must arise for air, coughing hard but
getting right back into the rhythm every time.
Now mind you, these two are still out in public at
night. People still walk the streets at night here and could quite easily had
seen us. But the fact of, one, doing something you’re not supposed to do in
public, and two, having the possibility of getting caught is ecstatic to the
both of them. Nevertheless, Rachel still feels paranoid every time they have
sex in public, thus constantly being on the lookout for strangers.
“I don’t think I can take
anymore… I need a little break baby.” Rachel sits up, partially for air and
also because she was getting too paranoid.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah. I’m just paranoid. We are still outside, you know.”
“But you like it.”
With no comeback, Rachel
just stares off into the darkness.
“This position is hurting
my knees, can we switch positions?” asks Rachel while changing sitting
positions.
“ Yeah, but can I fuck your
throat one more time? Please?”
“[sigh] Ok, one more time.”
Rachel often finds no trouble in acquiescing Jake’s
requests. Again, this goes back to her submissive side. Jake takes her head in
his hands and shoves his cock back down her throat with brute force. Deeper and
faster, he shoves his cock in, out, in, out, in and out of her throat, but
stays completely in her mouth. He stabs her cheeks from the inside, stretching
them almost past their limits. He slaps her face with a firm hand, but again
not enough to injure her. Sure, her cheeks will be sore afterwards and they
might be a little swollen. But no pain, no gain. Not once does he let up; he
stays mighty and steady, destroying her throat for his pleasure.
“Baby, can I cum in your
throat? You feel amazing. And I really, really want to drown you in my cum.” He
strokes her hair and the back of her neck while waiting for an answer.
“Eh, but my knees hurt.”
“I know but I really want
you baby, please?!”
“Okay, fine.”
“Mmm, thank you baby. But
can I fuck your throat one more time?”
“One more time? That’s what
you said last time!”
“I know baby, but you don’t
understand how good your throat feels to me. Please?”
“[sigh] Ookayy. Only
because I love you.”
Deep throat.
Hard.
Fast.
Finished.
Jake releases himself
inside Rachel’s mouth. She sits up, mouth filled with semen. She savors the
flavor for a few seconds before taking one giant swallow in order to get
everything all at once.
“So baby”, Jake comments
upon watching his girlfriend swallow his jizz with delight, “what position do
you want to be in? Where do you want me to be?”
“Oh, you know where I want
you to be.”
“Oh, do I? And where is
that?”
“Mmm, in my pussy..”
“Well then you should lie
on your stomach.”
She turns around and lies on her tummy. He rubs his
still hard cock against her moist pussy. He slaps her lips and clit with the
head of his dick. He puts just the head in, enough for her to feel it but want
it deeper. He plays like this with her for a few minutes, stimulating her wildest
fantasies and provoking her to beg for more. As she pokes her ass out for him,
he grabs her neck with both hands so he could have a brace for what he was about
to do. He thrusts deeply and vigorously- in, out, in, out. Rachel whimpers his
name as she makes a mess squirting.
“Get on your back,” he
demands, releasing her throat.
He climbs on top of her and shoves his cock deep into
her wet pussy. He stays like this for a few seconds, pulls out quickly and
shoves it right back in.
“Oh my god, Jake. Nph…
mmmph…”
Her moans get louder and
more frequent when he starts fucking her harder and deeper. He lifts her legs
up close to her head, rapidly penetrating her.
“Hold your legs,” he
commands.
Now with the use of his
hands again, he focuses on Rachel’s tight, wet pussy. Soon they’re moaning
together, creating an even bigger, stickier mess. She can feel his semen shoot
up inside her, deep and thick.
“Mmmm papi. [Panting from
shortness of breath]”
“I love you.”
“I love you too, baby”
“What do we have to clean
up with?” Jake asks while getting out and off of Rachel.
“Well, I wore two shirts
here, so we can just use one of them,” she replies, showing him the clothes.
“Well it’ll have to do.”
They clean themselves up as much as they could and
started to pack up what they brought with them. They also place the dirty shirt
in the book bag, both reluctant to touch it.
“That was amazing, Jake.”
“You were too, Rachel!”
Jake climbs down first in order to help Rachel on her
way down. They gather their things and set out to go back home, using their now
dying phones for light, at least to get back to the road since it is dark under
the bridge.
-Well this was really fun. Trains don’t seem that scary anymore, but
they’re still loud as fuck! Mmm, I’m ready to go home now. I just want to lay
down with Jake and relax...-
Stopping directly in front
of Rachel, Jake asks, “So did you have a good time?”
“Why yes I did, baby! It
was absolutely ecstatic!”
“Good! Did you also know
that this is where we were going? To the bridge, I mean.”
“I kinda figured, since
that’s the only place we’ve been going recently. But I still loved and
appreciated it. I really did, Jake.
Thank you!”
“… Mm well good.”
They reach where the train tracks meet back to the
road, and no longer had use for their cell phones anymore due to street lights.
Taking the same roads they did to get to the bridge, they made it back home
safely, holding hands all the way there.”
Fin.
