Natural Consequences Act 02

WARNING: This story includes extremely dark themes, please do not read unless you are interested in such a genre.

Thank you for your generous response from the previous act, whilst these stories are not intended for everyone I do appreciate your feedback and support.

Natural Consequences

Act 2

With crimson morning rays shining through the window, the silhouette of the large oak tree casted itself along the walls of the dorm room. The birds that were nesting busily gathering the final twigs that they needed for the looming winter; chirping merrily as they went about their business. This wonderful morning provided a brief distraction from the scene that laid inside the room, as I laid slumped over a chair my back ached and my legs hurt from an uncomfortable night's sleep.

Beyond the mess of clothes that laid strewn across the floor, my best friend and girlfriend were still sleeping peacefully in my bed; half covered under the crumpled bed sheets. Emily was lying to the side of Dominic so that her arm rested on his chest, her hair and make-up a mess from the night before. They looked so tranquil as their bodies glistened in the early morning sun, to anybody else they would have looked like an endearing couple recovering from an innocent night of pleasure; unfortunately, I knew this was far from the reality.

As I got changed into a fresh pair of clothes, I quietly left the dorm room as to not awake them. Looking back one last time before I closed the door, I gazed upon the once innocent treasure that was Emily; embracing who I had thought had been my trusted best friend. My mind couldn't yet process the immense feeling of pain and betrayal that lay inside, at this moment of time I was merely acting on auto-pilot.

"Hey Matthew!" I heard my friend James call from down the hallway as I quickly fumbled to close the door.

"Hi mate, good morning" I replied as to my relief he hadn't glanced inside in time.

"How was last night? I noticed you talking to Emily," James asked.

For a moment I couldn't almost bring myself to answer such a question, or even to form the words necessary. Eventually I managed a couple... "Went well," I nodded towards my door with a smug grin as we fist bumped each other. Of course, as James continued along the corridor, I knew last night wasn't anything to be smug about in the slightest.

As I heard rummaging from inside the room, I hurried along the corridor yet unable to confront the situation. Not knowing where I would go, or how I could ever act normally around my 'best friend' or 'girlfriend' I just needed away, away from all the pressure, away from all the confusing feelings, and most of all away from whom I had thought were the two most important people in my life.

I took a breath of the fresh autumn air as I stepped outside the dormitory, after what I've been through I welcomed the tranquillity and serenity that the day offered all the more. Campus was slowly starting to awaken, a few drowsy students scuttled about undoubtedly reaping the consequences of the night prior.

On the face of it I too was in no different a circumstance, though as I looked up at the tall almost barren oak tree, it's limbs reaching out towards the façade of the dormitory; inside where Dominic and Emily would be getting ready for the day ahead I knew this was merely denial.

I decided it would be best for everyone to have some space for a while, time to fully process the previous night and time for them to work on their apologies. I took a walk around campus, appreciating the chirping of the birds and the fall of autumnal leaves. Looking at everyone going about their day, from friends to couples that no doubt had never felt even a fraction of the betrayal and humiliation that I had experienced just stirred even more wretchedness inside.

Sitting down on a secluded park bench, that by being shrouded beneath tree cover and circled by lush foliage was often my preferred lunch time location when I eat alone; I felt finally at ease. Closing my eyes, I thought back to the night before, how things had gone wrong from the start; and indeed, how everyone had got totally carried away. Was I to blame for agreeing to a foursome at the start? Or was my critical mistake choosing to watch instead of participating in some form? Albeit at the time, I felt like I had no choice at all.

After all, how could I be to blame, when Dominic was the one that broke his promise and chose to fuck the brains out of my girlfriend? How could I be to blame for all the cruel words that my girlfriend had thrown my way, that purely sought to belittle and to humiliate. The words that had seemed so true last night, providing answers that I had been searching for all my life, yet in the clearness of morning I couldn't bring myself to believe.

However, what hurt most of all, was that these wretched words were spoken by the person whom up until late last night, I was absolutely convinced was the girl of my dreams. And further still, that the one who stole this girl from me in the most wicked of betrayals was my childhood best friend. As these dreadful thoughts plagued my mind I had finally started to grip with what had happened, and now finding myself utterly alone; I buried my head in my hands and began to weep.

I let all my pain out in a wail of raw emotion, not in the least because of the awful events of the night prior; but in addition to the all but unavoidable loss of my relationship with my sweet sweet Emily. I had secretly admired this girl for years, perhaps naively imagined that there could be a small chance that we were destined to be with each other, destined to fall in love, to start a family and to share our passion of architecture. This future had been destroyed, right in front of my eyes by my best friend in a spectacular fashion.

The friend who through the past decade has only been absolutely loyal, respectful, and just great fun to hang out with. I have always tried to see the best in people, and whilst I'm sure Dominic had acted without malice; for the time being I couldn't help weep my heart out at the sheer tragedy of it all.

"Hi, hi," I heard a soft voice call anxiously close-by before I felt the soft embrace of a hug wrap around my chest from behind. As I was gently pated and soothed by this mystery girl, they continued to talk with the most mellow, and wonderfully feminine of voices that I have ever had the pleasure to listen to. "It's okay, it's okay dear, everything is going to be alright. Can you tell me what's wrong, whatever could have happened?" she soothed as she moved positions to kneel in front of me.

"I'mm......... I'm fine.........I'm fine," I replied impulsively, gasping for air in-between every other word as I tried my best to control my emotions, holding my head down in embarrassment all I could see were her gorgeous legs; strikingly revealed by her denim shorts whilst pink All Star boots perhaps hinted to her personality. As I raised my head with eager anticipation to gaze upon this unparalleled beauty; I could immediately tell that this kindness was no mere veneer.

She had long golden hair, that sparkled in the sunlight, a beautiful complexion, an enchanting smile with a hopeful gaze; and an unbelievably magnificent body; that more than rivalled any girl I had ever seen before. For a few moments I was utterly transfixed by her remarkable looks, unable to think about anything else other than how a girl this spectacular could ever pay someone like me any attention.

"What's your name, what's your name?" she asked as she rested an arm around my back, tracing my neck with her soft delicate fingers as I gazed into her magnificent ocean blue eyes.

"I'm Matthew......... I'm Matthew," I replied, the gap between breathless gasps widening as I slowly recovered from my outburst. Throughout my life I had always hated to seem vulnerable, to seem weak. However, as I sat here in front of this mystery girl these worries were at the back of my mind, her sincere compassion and angelic demeanour instantly disarming.

"Come on now Matthew, tell me what's wrong?" she asked as she sat down beside me on the bench.

"Jesus Christ," I laughed, "It's stupid. It's a stupid...... thing to be so upset about," I couldn't help but feel a little bit embarrassed as this mystery girl hung on every word; clearly eager to help me feel better.

"I'm sure it's not stupid Matthew," she soothed.

"Okay.... Okay, my girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend," I let out the unspeakable truth with remarkable ease, finding myself unable to lie to this mystery girl, albeit this was the least embarrassing version of the truth that I could bring myself to tell. "I feel awful, I don't know what to do, I don't know if I want revenge or if I just want everything to be over!" As I looked up to gauge her reaction, I had not expected to be greeted with the same unfaltering smile and hopeful gaze as I had seen before. She seemed so pure, so incorruptible.

"Thank you, thank you for telling me the truth. Trust me I know friends this has happened to, it hurts... it fucking hurts!" It somehow seemed so unbecoming for this mystery girl to swear, yet it helped drive her message home all the more as she paused for a moment to think, "I guess, I guess you need to think about the kind of people that you choose to have in your life. If they aren't there for you, as you are for them; it's not worth it. You need to cut toxic people out of your life," every word seemed so true and reassuring.

My tears and breathing now under control as I met her affectionate gaze, even though we had just met moments earlier I felt completely at peace within her soothing company. Time had almost slowed to a still, and as a few leaves drifted down from the upper canopies as if in slow-motion I allowed myself to be overawed by her beauty. "Thank you," were the only words I managed to speak as she reached forward; cradling me within her warm embrace whilst she began to whisper into my ear.

"I know you're strong Matthew. It takes a real man to be able to show their emotions, to allow themselves to be vulnerable. Yes, you're feeling pain now, though you can get past this. In time you can find the person that is right for you, all it takes is a little bravery and perseverance." Although I wasn't under any impression that such a search wouldn't be simple, from listening to this mystery girl life at least life seemed worth living again; that I could have meaning.

We must have sat there for five minutes, as I rested my head against her soft lap only a gentle breeze and a few hurried gasps of air betrayed the calming silence. She gently stroked my hair, all the while continuing to smile with the same hopeful glint in her eyes. "Thank you," I said once more as I sat back up next to her, in this moment quite unable to provide adequate gratitude in return for the comfort and solace that I had found within her caring embrace.

"I'll be brave, I'll get through this," I stated with complete confidence.

"Good, glad to hear," she smiled as she stood up and started to stroll away through the glistening meadow; a few psychology books peeking out from her half-unzipped backpack as this mystery girl disappeared as swiftly and as graciously as she had arrived.

As I dried the tears from my cheeks, my God was I enamoured! Never before had I felt such a raw connection, never before had I seen a more wonderous girl, and never before had I been so filled with undying optimism. A newfound self-confidence was coursing through my being, as I felt ready to confront the day, ready to confront Emily and Dominic with how I truly felt, and ready if necessary to ruthlessly cut them out of my life if they didn't respond apologetically.

• • •

Arriving back at my dormitory, I figured Emily would have probably stayed to have breakfast. Although I was by no means looking forward to what could be a very awkward conversation, especially if anybody else was to overhear; I knew it was important for everyone's benefit. I figured we must all be just as confused by what happened last night, and undoubtably regretting the betrayal that had occurred.

As I walked down the corridor, I peeked through the ajar door into my room; that had been left in an absolute mess. Not that I would have expected a freshly made bed from knowing Dominic, I was still disappointed to see the bed sag in the middle where the springs had broken, as well as the bed sheets and pillows cum stained. Furthermore, Dominic's clothes were still left strewn randomly across the room much to my annoyance and bafflement.

I walked into the kitchen already slightly dumb founded, to find Emily and Dominic sitting beside each other on the sofa eating breakfast alone and initially oblivious to my presence. Emily seemingly had nicked one of my woollen jumpers, that by being oversized and dropping just below her panties; was incredibly hot and also incredibly revealing. Meanwhile Dominic sat chomping away at his cereal in all but his boxer briefs, clearly this was a man that had nothing to be ashamed off when it came to his physical appearance.

"Hello guys," I spoke softly as I sat down in front of them, dreading the initial awkwardness.

"Hey Matthew!" much to my surprise Dominic shouted with his all too characteristic enthusiasm upon my greeting, "didn't know where you had gone, last night was incredible! Still hard to make sense of what happened, though wasn't it an awesome foursome?"

I sat still, absolutely amazed, and unable to respond, either verbally or through expressions. Emily nervously smiled; it was clear she wasn't ignorant of what had happened the night before. Even though up until this point I had mostly admired Dominic's blissful ignorance, by now this trait of his just started to prove exasperating.

"Hi boyfriend, hope you don't mind I stole your jumper?" Emily caught me off guard before I could press Dominic on what he had just said; her coy expression and unbelievably hot get up hard to overlook. She clearly knew last night had gone way too far, and was going on the charm offensive, and it very almost succeeded.

"It's fine, you do look incredibly cute," I admitted, and for a brief moment as I gazed upon her gorgeousness I hoped that our relationship might still be salvageable.

"Anyway mate," Dominic continued with his inane enthusiasm, "Last night was the best foursome I've ever had, best sex I've ever had!"

"It wasn't a foursome," I mumbled.

"Sorry?" Dominic replied not quite hearing what I had said.

"It wasn't a foursome," I repeated.

There was a moment of silence before he replied, "Oh yea! Alice did leave at one point you're right. We'll have to do this some point again though, was great fun! Did you see how I lifted Emily up in the air towards the end? Jesus Christ, I've never done that before!"

This conversation wasn't going the direction I had intended in the slightest, and I was amazed by how innocent and non-cholent Dominic could be while he boasted about how he had fucked my girlfriend right in front of my eyes! Clearly to him there had been no betrayal, we agreed to have a foursome and for the most part that was what had happened.

"Oh yes I agree. Last night was the best sex I've ever had too. You were incredible Dominic! And you were surprisingly good as well Matthew!" Emily just had to slip in such an under-handed remark.

"Why was it the best sex you've ever had?" I asked deciding to overlook this insult; since I was much more eager for the truth to be revealed. As Emily blushed recalling the night before, and as she started to look all flustered and embarrassed I couldn't almost believe she was going to admit it. For how could she have the audacity to reveal such a terrible truth?

"I think, I think," she laboured over her words carefully, "I think, I think it was because you were there Matthew. I think it was because my loving boyfriend was there, watching," she blushed and giggled as I struggled to comprehend how she had described such a terrible fetish so innocently, as if there was nothing to be ashamed about; rather a testament to the connection we enjoyed as a couple.

"You enjoy me watching you get fucked by Dominic?" unable to quite mask the condemnation in my voice as I asked this dreadful question.

"Yes, I know it's awful, though whenever I started to say those terrible things to you Matthew... it just, it just felt too good! I know I should be sorry, but I'm really not. It just felt so fucking good! And besides, it looked like you enjoyed yourself!" I couldn't hardly believe that these words were coming from my sweet Emily in the light of day, and almost without any inhibition. Up until this point I had been totally convinced that last night had simply gone too far, and that they both would have deeply regretted everything that happened.

"Jesus Christ. If I'm honest that's kind of messed up..." added Dominic, "though as long as I get to fuck a gorgeous girl, I'm more than happy to play along if you guys are. Many people have weird fetishes after all."

The conversation had developed into just about the worst direction I could have imagined. Nevertheless, I had managed to learn Emily and Dominic's true desires; even if as far as I was concerned this was at the total expense of our relationship. Before I made up my mind I contemplated if I were the one overreacting to a relatively harmless fetish, then as I recalled all the pain and the humiliation of the night prior, and the clear words of advice from the mystery girl; the choice was simple.

I controlled my anger for one final question, "did you mean those words that you said to me Emily?" In response my girlfriend smiled, blushed, and acted all innocent as if suddenly oblivious as to what I was talking about. Was this just a game to her? Just a fetish? Regardless, at least for now I was happy to play along. "How you said that Dominic was much better than me? Did you mean that?" We looked intensely into each other eyes; our expressions emotionless as I knew the final hope of our relationship rested upon her response.

"Did you not agree?" were the only words she muttered, the only words necessary to turn the tables; and infuriatingly she was correct. As I focused my whole attention on restraining the raging anger within, now vehemently regretting everything that I had said last night; suddenly Emily reached out her arm and grabbed Dominic's cock through his boxer briefs much to my astonishment.

"Shit stop!" Dominic protested as his huge cock almost instantly became erect in response to her touch, the colossal outline leaving almost nothing to the imagination as the head peaked out above the boxer briefs and Dominic moaned in conflicted pleasure all the while Emily continued to pull hard. "Stop please, anybody could walk in shit," however this was the height of his protesting as I sat stunned; watching as Emily continue to masturbate my best friend.

"Didn't you say that you were just an ant in comparison?" Emily mocked as she pulled harder and harder on the huge cock; Dominic dropping his cereal to the ground as he struggled to contain the pleasure. "Didn't you say it was just natural for Dominic to be with me Matthew? Why don't you just sit back, and watch how a real man fucks your girlfriend."

I had said all these things in the heat of the moment when I had been pushed beyond the edge of all rational by a series of awful circumstances, even if I had believed these words at the time this was no longer the case. Today was a new day, and I wasn't for a second going to relinquish all my remaining self-respect and dignity merely for the sake of some twisted fantasy.

Just this morning my confidence and self-worth had been bolstered by a magnificent mystery girl, who had been able to recognise bravery and strength that up until this moment had laid dormant deep within. Emily hadn't counted on this, and it was with this renewed courage that I was able to reveal my true feelings; by allowing the anger that had been slowly building up to take hold.