Rebel At Heart

Chapter 13: This Time, For Real

Oh how I loved Halloween. I slid on my costume and Kimmy helped lace me up in back. We were going to head out to a party with Blake, Kimmy's boyfriend Quinn, Matthew, Castiel, and Trenton. The only thing I knew was that Matthew and his sex gang were going to be a sexy circus crew. It was going to be the naughtiest costume for a gay threesome. I, personally, was dressed as a cop. My skirt was cut just a few inches above my knees. The entire skirt length was between four and six inches. My tight shirt had the top two buttons removed to keep with the sexy look. Currently, Kimmy was lacing up the stripper boots. Someone started knocking at the door the minute she stood up.

"Come on!"

"Alright!"

We headed out the door. The minute I got a load of everyone's costumes, I was fucked. Quinn was dressed up as some dude from Supernatural, Matthew was a lion tamer, Castiel was a lion, and Trenton was Matt's assistant. They didn't bother me. It was Blake. He stood under the light dressed up as, none other than, a fucking robber.

"Oh shit! You and Boston go together perfectly!"

Fuck Kimmy. She had to open her damn mouth. Blake looked at me and his eyes widen. I shook my head, adjusting my cop hat.

"Damn. Look at the size of that dick."

I started blushing like all hell. He did have a large package that was oh so sweet. I just didn't want to admit it but Cas beat me to it. Matt brought his whip out, snapping it across Cas's ass. Trenton started to support Matt.

"Bend over, bitch!"

Of course Cas obeyed his orders, bending over to receive another whip. I started off and I heard the cheers of the group behind me. I'm halfway to the location of the party when someone starts running up behind me. I waited until they were close enough before spinning around, fists ready.

"Whoa!"

Blake stopped and I lowered my fists.

"What now?"

He smirked. This wasn't going to end well.

"I'm a criminal. I need to be put in handcuffs and ride my way to jail."

That smirk. That hot fucking smirk. Oh shit. My panties were ruined now. I couldn't stop the flood of hormones that took over me. I grabbed him, shoving my lips against his. God was I horny. Blake gripped my ass the minute I wrapped my legs around him. Holy fuck was I wet. It was almost embarrassing. It would have been if I didn't want to have dick inside me so bad. Yeah, yeah. I was raped last September, I didn't care though. It was my second year of college, all worries behind me. Andrew was adopted, Thomas and his men were arrested, and I could roam free without fearing for my life.

Blake pulled his lips away.

"Let's go back to the apartment."

I nodded. He set me on the ground and we hurried to the apartment. I could barely walk. The friction of my panties rubbing against me rose my arousal to an all-time high.

The minute we got behind the closed door, he had me pinned to the wall. His phone kept buzzing in his pocket but we both ignored it. Our lips melded together and he picked me up again. His erection was pressed against my inner thigh. I started to move my hips, trying to allow friction. He got the cue and carried me to the bedroom. He set me down at the foot of the bed and I grabbed at my shirt. He stopped me.

"You're only allowed to remove the tights and your panties if you want. Everything else stays on."

I nodded, slowly removing my tights and panties, tossing them to the floor with his shirt.

"Blake?"

He looked at me.

"Yeah?"

"It's the... it's my first..."

"What is it?"

I sighed.

"I haven't had sex before. At least sex I could enjoy."

He nodded.

"I'll take good care of you. By the end of the night, you'll be crying out my name and begging me to fuck you again. You'll enjoy yourself. First thing I need to know, are you on the pill?"

I nodded.

"I'd still like to use a condom though."

"My preference too."

I could see his dick pressing against his pants. I unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them and his boxers down. Was it going to fit? He was bigger than any dick I've ever seen. He moved away, backing up onto the bed so his dick was sticking up. He slid on a condom, eyes on me the entire time. This was going to be hot.

"I'm your cop car. There's a criminal on the loose. You need to ride me until you catch him."

I nodded, hesitant.

"Don't worry. I'll help you."

I climbed onto him, my skirt riding up a little. Everything was still covered but I felt exposed. He put a hand around his cock. I slapped it away and he groaned. I knew how to lower myself onto things! I wasn't a three year old.

I hovered over him, only lowering a little at a time to make sure we were lined up. As soon as I felt his head stretching me ever so slightly, I pushed my hips down, hard.

"HOLY FUCK!"

I couldn't move. He filled me completely. His eyes were closed tightly as he released a string of curses.

"You can't just do that. You need to give warning."

I put a hand over his mouth.

"Cars don't speak."

He nodded and, with his help, I slowly started to ride him. It didn't take long for him to get off, me on the other hand, I had never had an orgasm. Therefore, I didn't know what one felt like. By his expression though, I knew I hadn't had one yet. He flipped me over so he was on top. He pulled out of me, staring at me. Well, stare wasn't the word. Sex glare was more like it. Something had my stomach clenched tight. I had no idea what to do. I started trembling and whimpering. Blake's name was in there somewhere. I knew it. I released, letting myself sag into the bed. When I opened my eyes, he looked confused.

"Did you just get off on me looking at you?"

I didn't know how to respond. Did I? If I did, that was amazing. No wonder why everyone enjoyed it so much. I wanted more.

I grabbed his ass, pushing him back into me. God it felt good.

"Dammit Boston. If you keep up those noises, we'll be here all night."

That idea pleased me. I kept up the moans and whimpers as he started to pound into me again. It was amazing. I came undone multiple times, and so did Blake.