Page 7 of Lucas

I wasn’t fat!

I wasn’t stupid!

Those mean girls had no right to treat me that way! When you’re young and impressionable, it’s so easy to believe everything they tell you. Body shaming and bullies go hand in hand, since bullies have no self-worth. I don’t realize I’m clutching the damn wheel until my dad raps on the window. One look at me, and his face falls. Dammit.

With a deep inhale, he steps away from the window. Giving me the space I need to open the door. “Hi, Daddy. Did you put in the request for lasagna, so Mom would ask me over for dinner?” Guilt all over his handsome face has me tearing up.

“Abigail, we both know you don’t enjoy coming here, but your mom and I miss you. We don’t expect Adam to come since he’s all over the country with his business, but you live less than ten miles away.” God, there’s so much pain in his voice that my knees tremble.

Am I a selfish bitch?

“Dad, I work forty-five hours a week and it’s my choice, but if I were in the corporate world, I’d be working more since I’d be on salary. If it’s about the money for college, I can pay you back…”

I flinch when his hand comes up to stop me. “Stop right there, little girl. Never once did we regret sending you to college or complain about paying for it. You did all the hard work. God, Abby, you graduated valedictorian!” When his hands pull at his hair, I sob. I’ve let him down. I get it.

Strong arms wrap around me as I cry in his arms. How can I make them understand without telling them why I’m like this? It’s a fucking man’s world, and being a woman, I feel like they wouldn’t take me seriously. I can’t and I won’t put myself through that. Not now. Never!

His shirt’s soaked by the time I feel my mother’s arms envelop me from behind. “What’s going on, you two? You’re scaring me.”

“It’s all my fault. I wrapped on the window and scared Abby. We were just coming in. Are we ready to eat?” Dad squeezes my waist as I swipe at my teary face. I must look like a hot mess, but I’m grateful he didn’t tell her what happened. She’s oblivious as she waves her hand in the air, proclaiming she was waiting on us before setting the table. I send up a silent prayer that I can get through the night without too much conflict.

Dinner goes rather smoothly, since my dad deflected a ton of questions my mother threw my way. She continuously changes the topic. My dad knows all he needs to do is bring up her charity work and she’ll be so absorbed with it, she’ll forget what we were talking about beforehand. Now that I’ve had my little meltdown, maybe he’ll eventually be able to convince my mom to let it go. Allow me to live my own life as I see fit. I know that avoiding my fears isn’t helping my cause any, but at twenty-three I remind myself that it’s too late now. After all, a leopard will not change its spots by wishing it could.

After dinner, we grab our Tiramisu and head into the living room. The conversation is going so well that I relax and let my guard down. Big mistake. Mom sees an opening and pounces.

“I ran into Sadie yesterday. She mentioned that she went into Java Joe’s for a latte and you waited on her. Abby, I’m sorry, but I was a tad embarrassed that she spotted you in there…”

“Carol,” Dad interrupts. “That’s enough. I don’t give a rat’s ass what she said or how embarrassed you were, because that’s on you. Abby is doing what she loves, end of story. Not once did our parents tell us how to live our lives, and we won’t do it to our daughter anymore!” Clearly, Mom is flustered. This is the first time I’ve ever heard them argue, and I hope it’s the last. Especially about me. Her mouth is gaping like a fish out of water and I feel sorry for her. I don’t want them fighting so I apologize, make my excuses, and run out the door.

5

Lucas

After my mother’sunexpected visit yesterday, I cleaned my apartment from top to bottom. It’s not that I’m ashamed of where I live, quite the contrary. I thought a bit of cleaning would be good for both me and my place is all. And what better way to celebrate all of my hard work than to have two willing women visit me today for a booty call? Hell yeah! After the shit day I had on Wednesday, it was an offer I couldn’t refuse. It’s been ages since I’ve had a threesome, and I just know it’s going to be an epic day.

I’ve showered, paid close attention to my man-scaping skills, and now I’m sitting back with a raging hard-on as the girls come a knocking. The anticipation is killing me, and I hope I don’t blow my first load before they get here. My palm itches to take hold of my shaft and pump it with a tight fist, but why should I do all the work when the girls will do it with their warm, wet mouths?

A knock on the door has my balls tightening and my cock twitching. Down boy. Soon. Very soon.

“Door’s open, come on in,” I call out as I lean against the pillows, naked as the day I was born. I know it’s a bit much, but it’s nothing they haven’t seen before. Literally.

Am I a bastard if I let them struggle to open the door? Maybe, and I make a mental note to apply some WD-40 to make it easier to open. But it’s so worth the struggle when they huff and puff and it slides open. Both walk in together and when their tongues dart out to moisten their lips, my cock twitches. This, right here, is what I live for. Well, music is foremost, but sex is a very close second.

No one bothers closing the door, they’re too busy stripping off their clothes to bother with such trivial things. The scent of pure woman wafts through the air, and I can’t wait to get lost in the middle of these two lascivious beauties.

Nadia doesn’t wait for an invitation, she kneels in between my spread thighs and takes me inside her mouth without fear. I hiss when my cock bumps the back of her throat. Playing ping-pong with her tonsils. When she pulls away, I want to grab her head, lift my hips, and play ping-pong again. But I hold back because Darcy is now gripping the headboard and straddling my face.

Fuck yes!

My hands automatically part her lips, while my tongue laps, licks, and fucks her pussy until she’s a writhing mess above me. When she bucks her hips, I stick out my tongue and let her ride my face. It’s a great diversion, since my cock wants to blow inside Nadia’s warm and exciting mouth. For now, I concentrate on Darcy’s delectable pussy.

My mouth latches onto her clit while I pump two fingers inside her tight hole. “Fuck, Lucas. I’m going to come all over your face.” That’s an aphrodisiac to my ears, so I plunge one more finger into her pussy and she detonates. Legs trembling, body shaking, I don’t stop plunging and sucking until I’ve milked every drop of her essence from her body. Limp and sated, she slides off and joins Mia on my nether region.

My eyes roll in the back of my head when someone sucks on my balls, but when I hear the tear of a foil packet, curiosity gets the best of me. I take a peek and see andfeelNadia sliding down my length until she’s sheathed around me. I grab her hips and plunge upwards until she’s balls deep and my cock’s buried to the hilt. She tosses her head back and a guttural moan of pure ecstasy escapes her parted lips. So fucking erotic! Darcy pays close attention to her nipples by suckling on one while pinching the other. Nothing on this earth feels better than a woman’s pussy squeezing my cock.

Nothing.

Until I focus on her sweet ass as she bounces on my rock-hard shaft. Now, I have a carnal desire of a different kind. She screams as I sit up and I hiss out a breath. She’s impaled on my cock and for an instant, I don’t want to move. “Lucas, I’m so close.”

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