stop
worrying. The way you and Lash talk I’m starting to think sacrifices, mass
murder, and all kinds of things go on at these functions.”
“Fucking, sharing, all kinds of nasty sex goes down.
The members share the sweet-butts, and they don’t always do it behind closed
doors. All kinds of sex you can think of, anal, oral, and normal. Use your
imagination, and it’s happening.”
“ Wait, if you’ve never been
to one then how do you know what happens?” Angel asked. Her hands were shaking,
partly in fear and partly in excitement. What had happened to her? Lash had
awakened something inside her, and now she couldn’t shut it down. She felt
controlled by it and not in a great way.
“Murphy told me. He was part of the party scenes. I
complained about not going, and he told me straight everything that happened.
He even showed me a video he’d taken on his cell phone of a woman being fucked
in the ass, pussy, and mouth.”
“I’m not ready for this,” Angel said. “Lash and I
haven’t even done anything. I’ve never done anything with anyone else. I don’t
know what to do.”
Panic clawed at her. She was so scared of everything
that might happen she didn’t even hear him come home. Lash took the phone out
of her hand and placed it against his ear.
“I’m telling your father about this, Tate. My woman
is petrified, and you’re the one to blame.” He listened for a few seconds and
then shook his head. “No, I’ll handle Angel.” He pressed a button on the phone
then placed it on the counter. “Tate shouldn’t have been telling you anything
of what’s going on.”
“You’re taking me there tomorrow night. Don’t you
think I have a right to be prepared?” she asked. He moved her away from the stove
and picked her up onto the counter. Even with her sat on the kitchen counter he
was taller than her. It wasn’t fair. He could distract her so easily and take
away the concerns even though she was petrified of what might or might not
happen.
“I can’t tell you everything that happens because
every party I’ve been to has been different. Yes, a girl was fucked by three
men at the same time at one party, but the same woman didn’t make an appearance
at the next one. Everything is different. The men are different, and they
change their minds to what they like or don’t like.” He started unbuttoning her
shirt until he tugged it from her body.
Lash flicked the clasp of her bra open, and her
breasts hung free. He cupped them in his hands before leaning down to take one
nipple into his mouth. She cried out from the instant pleasure as he sucked on
one of the buds. He moved to the other bud lavishing attention to both her
nipples. Heat pooled between her thighs from his gentle suction on her breasts.
When he touched her pussy, Angel knew she’d be dripping wet. There was no
stopping her reaction to him.
He’d made her feel so much in a short time that she
couldn’t even think straight. She’d never had sex, yet she was sharing Lash’s
bed. He wouldn’t let her sleep anywhere else but by his side, naked. Lash also
hated clothes. No matter what she wore the minute they were alone he got her
naked. She wasn’t allowed to wear clothes in his presence, or at least that’s
the way he’d left her feeling.
His hands fell to her skirt, and in quick time that
followed her shirt and bra along with the small panties she wore. “I don’t know
why you bother with underwear.”
“I’m not used to not wearing any,” she said.
“Well you better start getting used to not wearing
any. I’m going to rip the shit out of them, and then you’ll have no choice but
to go bare.” His palm settled on her pussy. “When are you going to get this
baby waxed?” he asked.
“Tate has booked us both an appointment for tomorrow
morning. She knows a place in town that’s good.” She hated the conversation
she’d had with Tate over getting her waxed. It was completely embarrassing and
humiliating, but
worrying. The way you and Lash talk I’m starting to think sacrifices, mass
murder, and all kinds of things go on at these functions.”
“Fucking, sharing, all kinds of nasty sex goes down.
The members share the sweet-butts, and they don’t always do it behind closed
doors. All kinds of sex you can think of, anal, oral, and normal. Use your
imagination, and it’s happening.”
“ Wait, if you’ve never been
to one then how do you know what happens?” Angel asked. Her hands were shaking,
partly in fear and partly in excitement. What had happened to her? Lash had
awakened something inside her, and now she couldn’t shut it down. She felt
controlled by it and not in a great way.
“Murphy told me. He was part of the party scenes. I
complained about not going, and he told me straight everything that happened.
He even showed me a video he’d taken on his cell phone of a woman being fucked
in the ass, pussy, and mouth.”
“I’m not ready for this,” Angel said. “Lash and I
haven’t even done anything. I’ve never done anything with anyone else. I don’t
know what to do.”
Panic clawed at her. She was so scared of everything
that might happen she didn’t even hear him come home. Lash took the phone out
of her hand and placed it against his ear.
“I’m telling your father about this, Tate. My woman
is petrified, and you’re the one to blame.” He listened for a few seconds and
then shook his head. “No, I’ll handle Angel.” He pressed a button on the phone
then placed it on the counter. “Tate shouldn’t have been telling you anything
of what’s going on.”
“You’re taking me there tomorrow night. Don’t you
think I have a right to be prepared?” she asked. He moved her away from the stove
and picked her up onto the counter. Even with her sat on the kitchen counter he
was taller than her. It wasn’t fair. He could distract her so easily and take
away the concerns even though she was petrified of what might or might not
happen.
“I can’t tell you everything that happens because
every party I’ve been to has been different. Yes, a girl was fucked by three
men at the same time at one party, but the same woman didn’t make an appearance
at the next one. Everything is different. The men are different, and they
change their minds to what they like or don’t like.” He started unbuttoning her
shirt until he tugged it from her body.
Lash flicked the clasp of her bra open, and her
breasts hung free. He cupped them in his hands before leaning down to take one
nipple into his mouth. She cried out from the instant pleasure as he sucked on
one of the buds. He moved to the other bud lavishing attention to both her
nipples. Heat pooled between her thighs from his gentle suction on her breasts.
When he touched her pussy, Angel knew she’d be dripping wet. There was no
stopping her reaction to him.
He’d made her feel so much in a short time that she
couldn’t even think straight. She’d never had sex, yet she was sharing Lash’s
bed. He wouldn’t let her sleep anywhere else but by his side, naked. Lash also
hated clothes. No matter what she wore the minute they were alone he got her
naked. She wasn’t allowed to wear clothes in his presence, or at least that’s
the way he’d left her feeling.
His hands fell to her skirt, and in quick time that
followed her shirt and bra along with the small panties she wore. “I don’t know
why you bother with underwear.”
“I’m not used to not wearing any,” she said.
“Well you better start getting used to not wearing
any. I’m going to rip the shit out of them, and then you’ll have no choice but
to go bare.” His palm settled on her pussy. “When are you going to get this
baby waxed?” he asked.
“Tate has booked us both an appointment for tomorrow
morning. She knows a place in town that’s good.” She hated the conversation
she’d had with Tate over getting her waxed. It was completely embarrassing and
humiliating, but
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