Their Secret (closed)

[musicankane]

Mike chewed his lower lip a moment then said, "Please take me Jenni. I need to be with you, please." The final word barely a whisper. Since the last time they were together Mike hadnt been able to jerk off, sure he got hard, but hed never been able to finish himself because it wasnt Jenni. She had no idea the strain on him. The need he had of her because he fought it all away. But she couldnt leave him now, not like this.

 

[GimmeEnvy]

She stroked him faster as he pleaded with her to fuck him. "Hmmm, I'll think about it, Mike." She Don't you wanna cum for me now? Like this?" She sucked on the side of his neck, glancing at the camera lens.

 

[musicankane]

Mike grunted as she stroked him, purposefully trying to get him off. He gritted his teeth as she urged him to cum for her. He shook his head, "No. Not like this. I wont." .

 

[GimmeEnvy]

“Miiike, don’t you remember what I said?” Jenni sighed against his skin, giving his cock a slow, firm squeeze as she slid her fist from his base to his tip. “I hate to go back on my own words.” She softly kissed his cheek, letting her moist lips linger on his face. “Won’t you just do what I ask? Pleeassse?”

 

[musicankane]

Mike felt the pleasure melt out of him then. He couldn't believe what a selfish bitch she was being. She didn't want to have sex, then fine. But she also didn't mind fucking taunting him with it either. Here she sat jerking him off, after he ate the hell out of her snatch and she wouldn't even blow him. Did she seriously think that her jerking him off was like a wonderful reward? He could do this himself, there was nothing special to him about a handjob.

He sat there staring at the camera, not registering anything she was doing. Not the suckling of his neck, not her fist stroking his length. He couldn't do this anymore, he wouldn't. Jennifer asked everything of him, she took and took but never gave back.

It crushed his spirit. He thought that things might change, but she was only happy so long as she got what she wanted and to hell with doing anything for Mike. A couple of teasing pictures and she expected her homework done for the rest of the school year, plus answers to her tests? Then she called it a friendship.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand off his dick, then stood pushing her off his back. He walked over the the camera calmly and hit the stop record button, then he hit another button which sent all the pictures and the minutes of video into the computer.

He looked up at her and said, "We're done here. Get out." His voice wasn't cold, but it was full of pain.

 

[GimmeEnvy]

Jenni was surprised when Mike grabbed her wrist. For a moment she thought he might turn the tables on her, just throw her down and take her. It was an exciting thought for a moment but he didn't do that. He actually pushed her away. She watched him in stunned silence as she walked over to turn the camera off. She sat on his bed, leaning against his pillows, waiting for an explanation.

"We're done here. Get out."

Jenni stared at him in disbelief. Had she heard him wrong? "Excuse me?" She murmured, tilting her head, trying to understand. She had no idea what just happened.

 

[musicankane]

Mike glanced up at her and raised an eyebrow. "You remember what you told me before? That you wanted to be my friend and didn't want me wanting you for sex? Well it doesn't work. I can't. I can't deal with it, and frankly I don't care. All you want is to take from me Jennifer, you get your homework from me, you get test answers from me and you get oral from me. You take and take, and what, think that a handjob is the greatest thing in the world."

He walked over to her and grabbed his cock, "Check this out," he stroked himself. "I can jerk myself off." He shook his head. "I wanted to be a better guy, a nicer guy, but I can't deal with your teasing. I is agony for me. Do you have any idea what it does to me? I can't handle it."

He turned away and messed around with the computer and said, "You know where the door is."

 

[GimmeEnvy]

He was really doing this again. Being a little bitch about not getting exactly what he wanted. Jenni couldn't believe it. "Twice, Mike! You've gone down on me twice...and I didn't ask you to do it this time! So, don't give me that!" She scoffed indignantly. "And you know what? A million guys would give so much to be in your place...to be able to look at me like this, just to have me touch them once and you're having bitch-fit and throwing that away!?"

She shook her head, grabbing her clothes, quickly pulling them back on, regretting ever getting naked for Mike in the first place. "Oh and you offered to do my homework for the rest of the year...I was only messing with you about that. So you don't get to use that to say that I'm fucked up and using you." She muttered to herself in Spanish as she finished getting dressed. She looked up at him, moving to stand in front of him. "If I walk out that door right now, Mike...this is really over. I'm not kidding."

 

[musicankane]

Mike spun toward her, and darted over to her in a rush. His hands slammed on either side of her head hard enough to let her know just how strong he actually was. His strength hidden by his nerdy frame, but Mike actually did a lot of working out. He leaned close to her, pressing his naked body against her.

"A million guys you say?" He asked her, his breath blowing across her face. "Why do you think that? Is it because you believe yourself to be that beautiful? Or because you've built yourself up to be the top cunt in school?"

He moved his hand from the wall and grabbed the waistband of her pants. "How many of those million guys would have drooled over being here with you?" His hand deftly unbuttoned her jeans, jerking her hips away from the wall then slamming her back against it. "Then again how many men in this position would take what they wanted from you, no matter what you did? How does that sit with you? Having no control of it, getting fucked and nothing you could do could stop it?" His hand peeled her pants down far enough that he could slip his cock between her legs. "What happens then Jenni? What happens when someone just TAKES what they want from you?"

 

[GimmeEnvy]

Jenni winced as Mike got into her face and pinned her to the wall. Her breath was caught in her throat as he pulled and pushed her hips at his will, roughly undoing her pants. She recovered her senses finally as he peeled her pants down, revealing her pussy to him. She reached her hands out and grasped his wrists. "Mike," she whispered shakily, for the first time really afraid of what he'd do. "Stop please...you're scaring me."

 

[musicankane]

Mike smiled and leaned closer, tilting his head to put his breath against her neck. "Scaring you? Why?" He grabbed the hem of her shirt and raised it a little so her tummy was exposed. "Am I not man enough for you? I know you don't think I'm cool enough, good enough for you...to be seen in public with you. But am I MAN enough." As he said it he pushed his cock forward and up, causing him to slip between her pussy lips. All it would take was another adjustment and a shove and his naked cock would slide deep into her tight little body...bareback.

 

[GimmeEnvy]

Jenni's pulse quickened as Mike lifted her shirt. The hairs on the back of her neck were standing on end in alarm. She shook her head, trying to pull her top back down into place, despite his efforts. She gasped when he slipped his cock between her legs, brushing directly against her pussy. Mike," she clutched at his arms tightly, staring at him, wide eyed. Her voice trembled, "Don't...a real man wouldn't need to do this...not like this..."

 

[musicankane]

Mike laughed against her. All of the years of being ignored, teased, bullied, beaten and laughed at were igniting a rage in him. This was his vengence, he had her and there was nothing she could do about it. He shifted and his cock wiggled against her slit.

"Ah but I'm not a real man. A real man doesn't get teased, beaten, taunted and mocked. I've been toyed with, you've driven me crazy Jenni. Part of you like this, I think part of you even craves this. That's why you were so quick to go off with a stranger in a drunken stupor and fuck him in a bar. There is something in you Jenni that wants to rebel. Wants to be fucked. I can feel how wet you are, say you don't want it all you want, but you want a good hard risky fuck."

He bucked his hips and his cock found her entrance. With a grunt he impaled her against the wall, pinned by his cock driving up into her womb.

"Wish granted." He whispered.

 

[GimmeEnvy]

"Unngh!" Jenni cried out as Mike's cock surged up inside of her. She dug her nails into the flesh of his arms, bracing herself. He'd pushed up into her deep, so unexpectedly. Her body was shaking, her mind was racing. "Stop! Stop it, Mike!" she whimpered, trying to push him off of her.

 

[musicankane]

Mike likes the way she clasped at him, her nails trying desperately to force him off. He pulled his cock back a little then thrust hard into her again, bumping her against the wall. "What's wrong? Doesn't my cock feel good? You feel good inside, so hot and wet. It feels so much better inside you without a condom, what do you think? Doesn't my cock feel bigger than before, so deep inside you?"

 

[GimmeEnvy]

Jenni gritted her teeth, not wanting to give him the satisfaction of an answer that he was looking for. She knitted her brows angrily, inhaling sharply as she drove his cock into her again, without her permission. She clawed at his arms, drawing blood. "GET OFF OF ME!" She shouted, drawing her hand back and giving him a hard slap across his mouth, her blood boiling that he dared take advantage of her like this.

 

[musicankane]

Mike grunted and saw stars as she hit him across the face. He staggered and grabbed her wrists forcing them back with a roar. He forced one of hand own hands against her mouth, to stifle further screams. He felt his balls tingle and he smiled as his shaft swelled within her.

"Alright. I'm going to get off in you." He felt her tense at that. "Oh is that not what you said? What are you going to do Jenni? Tell please I forced you? Raped you. Do you forget what we just did. I have pictures and video of you naked and happilly rubbing yourself all over me."

He glared at her and squeezed her wrists with all his might. "Nevermind telling the police what happened. How would you explain to the school that you were naked in my room, or the video of you jerking me off urging me to cum for you? Huh?"

"I'm so sorry it had to come to this Jenni. I liked you I really did, but all you did was taunt me, just like everyone else. Now I have to make you mine, one way or another."

He shivered and pushed into her one more time before his shaft began to send spurts of his seed into her belly.

 

[GimmeEnvy]

Jenni started to weep as Mike rationalized what he was about to do to her, something that could not be rationalized or forgiven once done. Her cries were muffled by his greedy, vengeful hand against her mouth. "Mmmph," Tears streamed down her lightly tanned cheeks as she squeezed her wrists hard, hurting her. She hung her head in defeat, not looking him in the eyes as he plunged into her one final time and came. She tensed up hard around him, whimpering behind his palm, but that was it. She just sobbed until he released her from his grasp, devastated.

 

[musicankane]

Mike stepped away and looked at her. His built up testosterone gone he realized what he had just done. What was wrong with him? Was he some kind of monster? A demon? He had just raped her, raped and came inside of her.

"Oh god." He whispered and staggered back, there was blood on his hands, on his lips. He fell to his knees, and said, "I'm evil, I can't...oh god. Jenni I..."

He looked around for a moment and saw his phone. He grabbed it and tossed it at her. "Dial 911, I deserve death." He said softly.

 

[GimmeEnvy]

Jenni just slumped against the wall, staring blankly at the floor, her insides dripping with Mike's cum. She didn't move to take his phone, just let it hit the wall beside her. She didn't hear much of what he said except for that last part.

"I deserve death."

She took a ragged breath and pulled herself up, pulling her pants back up, wincing as they pressed up against her. She looked at him then, her eyes cold. Any affection she had developed toward him was gone, brutally ripped from her. "You ...deserve ...worse," she seethed, backing away from him, toward his bedroom door.