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Chapter4
My thoughts are consumed with the escape, consumed with Tyler, so that I don’t notice that he is even standing in the doorway to the shower, watching me. When I see him standing there, I notice his shorts first. They are around his ankles already, and he is stepping out of them and entering the bathroom. I cannot breathe, I cannot think, I cannot stop touch myself. This isn’t happening, I tell myself. I must be dreaming, about to wake up in the safety and comfort of my bed. I try not to look at his penis, not wanting the confirmation of what was about to happen here. But it was happening, and I could not resist it, no matter how hard I tried.
He comes into the shower, and the waterfalls on his large frame. He pulls on his nipples, and then reaches for mine. Tyler squeezes my nipples hard, too hard, but I find it strangely arousing. The pain is beautiful, and my cunt is on fire now. I want him to touch me there, to fill me up with himself and thrust the shit out of me. He doesn’t though, pushing me down to my knees, and smacking my face with his hard cock. I cannot help but notice his dick now, thick, long and hard. I really want it.
Tyler opens my mouth with the fingers of one hand, and drops saliva from his mouth into my own. It tastes sweet, with a mixture of whisky and cigarettes. I swallow it. Another blob of spit drops out of his mouth and into mine. Again I swallow.
Then he bends down so that his mouth is parallel to mine, and he spits directly into my mouth. This is strange, and exciting and disgusting all at once. I have completely stopped thinking now, stopped processing what is actually going on here.
Then he kisses me, filling my mouth with his thick, wet tongue. He licks the side of my face, and then licks my lips. After kissing me again, he stands up straight again. He pulls my head up so that I am face to face with his hardness, and he is pointing it directly at my lips. I know what he wants me to do, I know what he expects me to do, I know what I want to do, so I open my mouth and he rams his cock into the back of my throat.
I suck on his dick to the best of my ability, but I am suddenly concerned that I am not doing it properly. Then he places the head of his tool against my cheek, and slaps the outside of my cheek. He obviously likes it rough, and I start to wonder ifI like it rough too. I’m still not sure though, so I decide to give it a minute. While I’m still trying to figure out what I like and what I don’t like, he is holding the back of my head and pushing his hardness into the back of my throat again.
I manage to breathe through my nose, and to resist the urge to throw up. Just in time, he pulls his dick out of my mouth completely, and smacks my face with his thickness again. Then he fucks my mouth hard, quickly bringing himself closer and closer to an orgasm. I know that he is close because he is grunting, short shallow grunts under his breath almost. Suddenly my mouth fills with hot, wet cum, and I don’t know what to do with it. He pulls his dick from my mouth and forces my mouth closed.
“ Swallow … swallow …” he whispers.
I swallow hard, and then I lick my lips, although I’m not sure why. Tyler pulls me up to my feet and kisses me on my forehead. Then he leaves her shower, pulls his shorts on without drying himself and then leaves the room. I am confused, and I am still incredibly aroused. I don’t know what to make of this, not sure what this situation means for the rest of the vacation.
What I do know for sure is that I really need to cum now, and so I soap up my cunt and dig into myself with three fingers, until I cream amassive flow down my thighs.
I hear my mother calling me to lunch, but it sounds like she is speaking underwater. Isaiah comes into my room to check on me, mentioning something about me washing myself away, and mumbling something about putting some clothes on and coming to eat. I don’t even realize that I am standing naked in front of my brother, who last saw me naked when he was six and I was eight. My mind is racing with thoughts of what just went down in the shower, and I wrap myself in a sarong and put on a t-shirt. Then I leave my bedroom with Isaiah and make my way to where my mother has instructed the staff to lay out our lunch on the terrace.