Forbidden Fruit Ch. 06-10

Brad dropped off Vickie and headed right to Janice's house. She answered the door in a tiny tee shirt and ripped up jean shorts.

"Hey, Beautiful," he grinned at her.

"Hey, Babe. Missed you the last few days, lover," she put her long arms around his broad shoulders.

"Yeah? Your folks around?"

"Nope."

"Awesome," he scooped her up in his arms and started to carry her to the stairs.

"Sometimes I think our relationship is just about sex to you, Brad."

"You drive me crazy, Babe. You know that."

"We never spend any time together anymore except when you want to get in my pants."

"That's not true, Jan," he said relieved they were upstairs and almost to her bedroom.

"Well, we're going to have to have a long talk about that ... after I get laid," she grinned.

"Now you're talking!" he grinned at her, "And God damn, you're beautiful!" he laid her on her bed and she pulled off his tee shirt.

"I can barely wait, Jan," he quickly unbuttoned her jean shorts and pulled them off, "I want you so bad!"

"Me too! Hurry!"

He tore off the rest of his cloths and she wiggled up the bed and lay back with her longs legs wide open. "Jesus!" he hissed as he tore at his shorts and pulled them off. He literally jumped on top of her.

"Mmmmm," she murmured into his mouth as he kissed her deep. He slipped a hand between her legs and found her slit, dripping wet.

"You are horny," he whispered.

"Fuck me!" She arched her back was he inserted a finger into her. "OH!"

He probed her with his finger until she was squirming on the bed under him. She pulled his hand away whimpered a bit as she struggled to pull him on top of her. He didn't need any more encouraging and mounted her. After a few exploratory jabs he felt his cock slide between her lips and he gently but firmly pushed. She arched her back again and her fingers dug into his back as he slowly penetrated her. He felt and heard her gasp wetly into his ear.

Now that his cock was fully buried into her he rose up a bit and gently pushed the blonde hair away from her face, "So beautiful," he whispered.

"Don't tease me, Babe," she groaned as she reached behind and grabbed his ass, pulling it forward.

"Never," he grinned as he started fucking her. She came quickly, wrapping her long legs around him and hissing wetly into his ear. He reached back to untangle her legs a bit and continued. He fucked her hard and fast, putting his face into her neck. He thought of Victoria's dance then and he nailed Janice with all the vigour of his athletic twenty year old frame. She gasped and came a second time and he fucked on. When he felt his orgasm coming he continued to imagine and pretend it was Vickie under him instead of Janice and he grunted in pleasure and release as his cock exploded inside her. "Jesus ... wow ...," he panted as he continued to try to fuck her as his climax eased but soon just lay on her panting.

"Wow Baby, "she whispered as he rolled off her and onto his back and she snuggled into him, "That was amazing!"

"Missed ya, Babe," he pulled her tight against him as he looked up at her bedroom ceiling grinning.

They lay there resting for a while and then turned into each other. They kissed gently, moving slowly to push their bodies against each other as he pulled a long tapered leg up over him. She reached down to guide his cock in and they sucked on the other's mouth as they slowly fucked. He rolled on his back and pulled her on top of him then while still buried deep inside her. Lying on top of him she slowly ground her hips as they continued to kiss.

"I want us to climax together," she whispered urgently.

"You ready?"

"Uh-huh."

"Let's do it, Babe!"

She picked up the pace, jamming her hips down on him while he held her tight and kissed her deeply. Their bodies spasmed together as he erupted inside her again.

"Oh my God," she giggled with her lips against his, "That's how two people make love!"

"You're incredible, Babe!" he sighed in contentment.

Jan went and got them some bottles of water and then they lay in bed. She propped herself up with pillows and started to surf on her phone. "What the fuck is this?" she said suddenly.

"What's that Babe," he yawned and stretched.

"Who the fuck is this, Brad?" she stuck out her phone so he could see a picture of him at the pool the other day holding Alyson Patterson in his arms and grinning. She was smiling warmly as well.

"Ahhhh, that's Alyson something or other. Ahhhh one of Vickie's friends."

"What a catch, she says. So this was when you told me you were just going to hang out with Dean and have a few beers."

"Errrrrr he was there too."

"My, what cute comments. Hold on tight girlfriend. What a hunk. Oh here she is again with you and Dean." She showed him a picture of himself and Dean with Alyson in the middle. His arm was around her. Then another picture with Alyson on his back. "Cold shower time," the little slut says here, how old is she anyway?"

"She's, ahhhh, eighteen, I think," he said uncomfortably.

"Where were you last night, Brad?"

"At Western. At the library. I told you remember."

"I tried to text you."

"My phone was dead."

"They have fucking outlets there."

"Ahhhh I never had my charger."

"Let me see your phone."

"Why?" He sat up.

"I want to see your messages."

"My phone is private, Jan, like yours is. I wasn't with her last night. It was just some clowning by the pool and she's trying to impress people."

"Let me see your phone."

"No."

"Get the fuck out!"

"What?"

"Put on your cloths and GET THE FUCK OUT!" she screamed.

"Jan! Baby! Don't be like this!"

"You fucked that little slut! And then you have the fucking nerve to come over here and fuck me! What a fucking weasel! GET THE FUCK OUT, BRAD! I never want to see your face again!"

He tried to talk to her but she exploded on him, yelling, swearing, hitting and even spitting on him. He quickly dressed as she hammered him with her fists and then took off downstairs as she flung things at him, grabbed his phone and car keys and he slipped on his shoes and he dashed out the door.

Ch. 7

"Fucking Alyson put pictures of me and her all over her facebook and Jan saw them," he hissed at Victoria as he stuck his head in her room.

"Jesus, dude, what did you think was going to happen when she gave her phone to Colleen and then jumped in your arms and shit?"

"Jan broke up with me."

"WHAT?" Vickie jumped up from her bed. She was dressed in cut off sweats and a sports bra.

"She asked me where I was last night, falsely accused me of being with Alyson, demanded to see my phone and when I wouldn't show it to her she exploded."

"Don't act all innocent now. You were fucking Colleen remember?"

"I'm not about to forget that!" he grinned.

"You don't seem all that broke up about the Jan dump?"

"Well, it's a bit sad. We went out for four years."

"Awwww, here," she went over and gave him a hug.

"Thanks Vik," he held her close and felt her hard young body against him.

"You can let me go anytime now."

"I need more comforting."

"Maybe Colleen is home."

"Jesus, you smell good."

"This was just 'spose to be a consoling type hug."

"You knew what you were getting into," he rubbed her back as he held her and felt his cock slowly but surely harden.

"As long as you know what you're not getting into," she laughed.

"Ouch! That hurt Vik."

"We should have some music on if we're going to waltz."

"We should do that sometime when the wardens are out. Have you all dressed in a little black cocktail dress, stockings, perfume... waltz to a dozen or so nice songs."

"That actually sounds like fun."

"Have some nice sex afterwards."

"Nope. So you're ok with the breakup?"

"Yeah. I mean we've been dating since high school. I love Janice in a lot of ways but it was getting a bit old, ya know? Maybe it was time to move on."

"How many times did you cheat on her?"

"Fuck. A lot. But you know that was all just sex."

"You're such a slut Brad. I hope you wear condoms all the time."

"I do Vik. All the time," he said not wanting to jeopardize his chances with her regardless how remote it seemed.

"So Alyson really did you a favour, getting you out of relationship that you really didn't want to be in?"

"Well, it's not that I didn't want to be in it. It's just that I'm not devastated it's over. I feel bad for Jan though," he laughed, "I got all horned up from your dance, went over and fucked her but closed my eyes and thought about you..."

"Jesus, Brad! You shouldn't have done that!" she chided.

"Why not?"

"Wasn't fair to her and you shouldn't spend so much time sexually fantasizing about me."

"She says while she's in my arms."

"You won't let go."

"You don't want me to." He gently ran his fingers through her long silky hair as her head lay against his shoulder.

"Anyway, you were saying?"

"So we have really the best sex we've had in months cause I'm on her pretending it was you and afterwards when she sees the pictures Alyson put on line. She assumes I was with Alyson last night when I was with Colleen."

"Ally takes the heat but none of the fun!"

"You having fun?"

"Yeah. As long as you don't try and take it too far."

"By too far you mean balls deep?"

"Yeah," she laughed, "Hey this is good for a girl's ego. I won't lie!"

"Nothing wrong with us having a bit of fun, Vik."

"You have an erection again."

"I know that," his hand slipped down inside her loose sweats and onto a little ass cheek.

"Inappropriate touching. Five yard penalty!"

"I can go down on the play if you want?"

"Jesus, stop it will you?!"

"Just putting it out there."

"I think it's cold shower time for you!" she pushed him away playfully.

Ch. 8

"So, you guys want to hang out with us Friday night? A couple of the girls are coming over, some of their boyfriends as well." She had stuck her little head into his room.

"By us guys I assume you mean me and Dean?"

"Of course. I wouldn't ask you otherwise." She slipped in the rest of the way, wearing yoga pants and a crop top.

He laughed, "Ok. Which of your little buddies wants Dean?" he got out of bed

"Me," she sniffed.

"You?" he asked with some surprise as he walked over to her.

"What? You don't think I want to get laid too?"

"Well I was sorta hoping to do that!"

"No, Brad! Like fooling around a bit is one thing but you are NOT fucking me!"

"Yeah?" he grinned as he slipped his hands around her little trim waist.

"No! And Mom and Dad are home right?"

"Downstairs," he grinned while she struggled to get out of his arms.

"Close enough to... umpt" she started but he silenced her as he kissed her fully on the lips. "What the fuck are you doing? Holy fuck, Brad!"

"Just fooling around a bit!" he grinned as he grabbed a nice handful of ass.

"Jesus! Stop it Brad!"

"Hold on. Stop squirming! I just wanna get a bit more acquainted with this sexy little ass first."

"Stop it, Brad!" she hissed and vainly tried to push back as he felt up her ass, cupping it, squeezing it, kneading it. "Jesus Christ, you are horny, aren't you? Have your fill? Let me go!"

"Been wanting to do that for a bit," he smirked, "I mean you have an ass like that and go around in yoga pants and tight jeans all the time? I mean, not my fault, right?" He gave it a final squeeze and let her go.

"So you gonna come or what? Now that you're single?" she asked him when she had got away from his clutches.

"Help Dean fuck you?" he smirked, "He'd owe me the rest of his life for that one."

"Actually I'd like him as a boyfriend. Can you convince him to break up with what's-her-name?"

"Maybe. I wouldn't mind fucking Tammy a few times myself," he mused out loud.

"What a surprise. But at least you're starting to sound less hill-billy. I could get Alyson to get some pictures of him and post it on social media. I still can't believe Janice broke up with you over that."

"She knew I was out with someone that night I had Colleen. She just can't prove it and she don't know who but she knows something happened. She's been going on forever that our relationship was just about sex anyway," he looked at her and grinned, "She'd hardly shut up about it long enough for me to get her pants off!"

"You're awful, Brad!"

"So what am I gonna get if I bring Dean over without Tammy to this party."

"It's Alyson's eighteenth birthday party. I'll distract her boyfriend a few times so you can talk to her. She thinks you are so hot and feels bad you broke up with Janice because of her pictures. Ask her if she wants some Brad Beefcake for her birthday?"

"Brad Beefcake?" he smirked.

"Beefcake Brad. That's what she and Colleen and a few others call you."

"I'm not finished with Colleen either. Not by a long shot."

"I'm sure she'll be happy to hear that. She's had a grin on her face ever since ... well, you know."

"I can contact Alyson on social media. I don't need you to run a pick on her little weenie boyfriend."

"What else are you gonna do Friday night? It's gonna be fun."

"I have lots to do. Word has spread that Jan and I broke up and several girls have tried to get me."

"Come on, Brad!" She looked at him as he looked at her grinning. "Ok, what do you want?"

"Besides sex, you mean?"

"That's not going to happen. How about another dance?"

"Fuck the last one cost me forty-five bucks!"

"That was your choice! You don't have to do it again."

"How about a shower?"

"Shower?"

"Just me and you getting all soapy," he grinned.

"I wear a bikini and you wear trunks. Absolutely no sex."

"Touching?"

"Well it would be pretty hard to shower together without touching," she said in mock exasperation. "Deal?"

"I'll wear my trunks but you wear your bikini bottoms only."

"Jesus, Brad," she said, but a little smirk appeared on her face.

"What can I say," he grinned, "I want to soap them up a bit."

"Jesus," she said again, "You're so fucking bad. Dean's not gonna find out about any of this is he?"

"Jesus, of course not."

"Ok, here's the deal," she went and looked out to make sure their parents weren't in hearing distance and then closed the door and whispered, "Trunks and bikini bottom. No top but I get to wear whatever bottoms I want. No touching between my legs, ass is ok. No kissing on the mouth but anywhere else above the shoulders is ok."

"Deal!"

"Deal. But seriously Brad the rules are iron clad. Or I abort. Don't even try to get my bottoms off."

"Come on Vik! I have to at least try!"

"Seriously, Brad!"

"Ok. Deal."

"And you help me break up Dean and Donkey-face?"

"Deal. I actually think he's in love with you anyway."

"Really?" she asked eagerly.

"Yeah, he thinks you're like mega-hot. Well, so do I, for that matter."

"Ok. Well get him over here on Friday. Without Donkey-face."

"You know her nose is a little big but it's real sexy. She looks good."

"Door number 1 has Donkey-face behind it and door number 2 has me. Which one do you choose?" She put her hand on her hips and looked at him mischievously.

"Getting a bit cocky now, hey, Brat?" he grinned.

"So which door?"

"Do I get to fuck the girl behind the door?"

"In this hypothetical situation you get to fuck the girl."

"Then door number two and it's not even close," he grinned.

"You're gonna corrupt me!" she laughed, "So Mom and Dad have cards tonight ... remember?"

"Fuck yeah!" he exclaimed.

"Wanna do the dancing and the shower?"

"You know it!"

"I got some songs picked out!"

"Nothing Compares To You?"

"Yeah," she looked away shyly, "And Ed Sherran songs. Nice waltzes."

Ch.9

"What a nice day for golf," Brad grinned at his parents as he poured himself a cup of coffee.

"We're driving up to Straton again so we'll be gone all day. Don't be fighting with your sister."

"Come on Mom. We don't fight too much anymore."

"What are you planning on doing today? Looking for a job?" His father asked.

"I thought you guys didn't want me working part time when I'm going to school?"

"That's your mother," his father grunted.

"I've got a couple of papers I need to get done."

"And that's way more important than any part time job," his mother glared at his father.

"Have fun!" Brad called as they left. He got a bagel and cream cheese, finished his coffee, had a shit and brushed his teeth. Then he tip toed up to Vickie's room.

She was sound asleep as he slipped into her room, a small ball under the covers and a splay of raven black hair over the snow white pillow case and bed cover. He pulled off his tee shirt and gingerly pulled back the bed cover and got in just wearing his boxers. Vickie moved a bit but didn't wake up. His cock got hard as he moved in closer to her, closer and closer until he could slip an arm around her. She mumbled something and shifted a bit. "Thanks for last night Babe," he whispered into her, "It was so good."

"Wha ..." she woke up and looked over her shoulder to see his grinning face, "WHAT!!!" she jumped when she saw him and he laughed and held onto her as she started to struggle. "FUCK BRAD! WHAT ARE YA DOIN', YOU WEIRDO!"

"What!! What about last night Vik!!" he couldn't keep a straight face.

"What the fuck are you talking about!" she continued to struggle and he pulled her on top of him and held her securely around the waist.

"You know. When we had sex."

"We never had sex and never will! Jesus Christ! You're fucking hard, Brad! Again! Jesus."

"You're lying on me half naked Vik! I can't help it if he responds to that."

"He isn't a separate person or anything Brad. He's your cock." She stopped struggling and lay there panting.

"That's not fair Vik. He has a mind of his own sometimes."

"Jesus, I feel it sticking right into me Brad. Holy fuck, it's so wrong!"

"Relax, Vik. Nothing's wrong. Just us two here. No one knows but you that my cock is hard now."

"What are you planning on doing with it?" she lifted up her head and looked down at him, "You can't fuck me Brad. You can't force yourself on me."

Her hair falling over his face and just excited him further. "Relax Vik. I'm not gonna rape you. I'm just fooling around. Plus it's warm and comfy in here with you. Mom and Dad are gone and will be out for hours, all day actually. It's early and I wanted to go back to bed for a while. Then I thought it would be nice to sleep with my little sis, you know."

"That's almost sweet, Brad, except you know you have a big hard cock happening. Sorta gives your true intentions away."

"I'm such a pervert, I know," he laughed.

"Let me go."

"Gonna let me stay? Snuggle a little? Maybe nap a bit? You're so warm and cuddly, Vik. Terrible morning breath though."

"HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA," she expelled every bit of her air right up against his nose. He tried to turn his head away.

"Whhhooah," he didn't let her go.

"Gonna release me now?"

"Gonna let me stay?"

"This is really weird you know."

"Who gives a fuck, Vik? Like who knows? Just us. I won't try and slip it in. Promise."

"Promise?"

"Yeah. Just cuddle."

"Well, you are really warm."

"You're really hot!"

"Ok. Let me go. Don't fucking tell anyone we did this either. We could get fucking arrested."

"Our secret," he grinned and let her go.

"Fucking weird, dude," she slid off him and turned on her side.

"Ahhhh," he signed, he slipped his arm around her and snuggled in.

"I want to go back to sleep, Brad."

"Go ahead." He snuggled in even tighter.

"Your fucking boner is stuck into my ass!"

"Well technically it's up against your ass, Vik. If you want it in your ass I can arrange that too!"

"Stop it!"

"What can I say? I'm twenty. In good shape. I get turned on and aroused very easily. How about if I just," he pushed his cock against her ass relaxed and pushed it again.