My Story 55 By Corbin How life tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one young woman. ********** I felt pretty rotten for what I did to Carrie, taking her ball and all. So I headed back over to the park to see if she was there, it was a Saturday and she was normally always there hanging out with her friends, I had a contingency plan to go jogging if she wasn't there so it wouldn't be a wasted trip. Unfortunately I didn't see her so I left the ball in my trunk and walked to the start of the jogging trail to stretch. I had reached the summit of the trail and decided to take a break, circling around a picnic table. The sun was higher up in the sky now and it was warm. Pounding footsteps echoed up the trail and I glanced over to see who was coming, a flash of a dark green jacket came around a clump of tree's and it was the fiery red hair that gave it away, I didn't need to see her face to know it was in fact Carrie, 'How odd.' I thought, 'Or how ironic?' "I thought that was you!" Carrie sighed and slowed to a walk, "I called out after you back there, you ignoring me?" Her tone a bit hostile. "No, just didn't hear you." I sighed. "Do you have my ball? I want it now." She demanded. "Yeah I got it, back at my car." "Then go get it!" She snapped, pointing back down the trail. I actually started walking in that direction when my senses snapped, like maybe Carrie just brings out the bitch in me or something. "Say 'Please'." I froze and looked right at her. "WHAT!" Her eyes went big, "The fuck I will!" Carrie launched her right hand out, not to punch or slap, but to push me back, or so it seemed. I saw it coming, it was easy, I typically saw things like this before they happened. 'People are so predictable' I once told myself and it was true. The way Carrie's eyelids flinched and her brow tightened a second before the push, it was the setup I needed because I was damn ready to defend myself this time. With a little effort, and quicker speed, I slapped the oncoming palm of Carrie's right hand away and stepped in, hooking my right arm under Carrie's left armpit while thrusting my hips into the girl. I performed a perfect hip-toss sending the redhead flying, literally. Her feet were propelled straight up in the air as if performing a cartwheel and then I let go, Carrie's body went flinging across the ground with a terrific thud. "FUCK!" Carrie grunted out loud as her body smacked the earth. Quickly she struggled to her feet, looking over at me as I was adjusting my jacket while slowly walking toward her. "Fine, let's do this." Carrie seethed, as she seemed to get her self-together and her fists clenched. Carrie threw a couple of short jabs, maybe testing the distance before committing anything as she circled me. Carrie came in closer and threw a right jab, trying to close the gap a little more, but my left hand seemed to be waiting for her and closed about Carrie's wrist before she could recoil, pulling her forward and she went stumbling as I swung to my right and my right hand shot out, smacking Carrie's left shoulder. That final effort caused her to loose balance and she tumbled to the ground, yet again. I think her pride was hurt worst of all as she quickly recovered, even more furious. I whipped around to face the recovering girl, I kept my stance, I was hoping that Carrie would get the point, that how easy it was for me to deflect her attacks without even trying. But some things have to be learned the hard way as I realized that Carrie's face had that familiar look...that look of rage, the same resentment that she first recognized down on the football field. Also her cheeks were doing that twitching thing, whatever that means. I changed things up and tilting my head back, I arched my back so I was standing close to my full 5'11" frame. With a look and air of pure confidence I clearly, calmly stated "When you and I first met down there," Pointing to the field, "You had a bone to pick with me..." "Bullshit, no more then you with me." Carrie huffed. "Think what you want, but you can either stuff that attitude now or I'll do it for you." I even sighed in a very a mater of fact tone. "What!...WHAT!" Carrie leaned forward, chuckling a little bit, "You're such an arrogant bitch." "Really?" I raised my left eyebrow. "Oh yes...REALLY my dear." Carrie sneered. "Do you think it was just luck that I tossed you to the ground so easily, twice in a row?" I sighed. A genuine smiled crossed the redhead's lip, her teeth flashed for a second, "Luck? Sure, if that is what suits you." Carrie appeared amused by the whole thing now and unzipped her windbreaker and pulled it off her long toned arms, "You are just a glutton for punishment." Carrie shook her head. "Stop talking, it's better if you don't talk." I said in a very flat manner. "So fucking full of yourself." Carrie huffed. I made no effort to remove my jacket, I was content as I was and made a few steps towards the redhead. They were direct steps, no attempt to side step or maneuver. Yet Carrie was making some efforts to do just that, her hands clenched and unclenched with anticipation, her muscles had fast become rigid with determination to come at me. Sure I was concerned, I mean all it takes is one solid punch, kick or something and down I might go, but can't think about that right now. I then semi-crouched and smiled, "You know, we could walk down to the field, and let everyone watch, that way there would be witnesses." I admit, my tone had a sadistic quality. "Shut up." Carrie fumed and swung her right arm towards my face, so I stepped in and using my left forearm to deflect the punch while slipping inside, pressing the right side of my body into the front of Carrie's as my right arm hooked under Carrie's left armpit (Yet again). With a vicious twist to the left as my right calf hooked in front of Carrie's stumbling legs, thus knocking them out from under her. I brought my right leg over, mounting Carrie's fallen body. The redhead was laying on her left side, her right arm sticking straight up in the air, trapped in the confines of my left arm while my right palm applied pressure to her shoulder. "Lay still." I said, taking a few deep breaths, the excitement was getting to me so I tried to focus and control my breathing. Carrie gasped, cursed and thrashed her legs in response, she even screamed at the top of her lungs and then I relaxed my grip on her trapped arm, looking around to see if any passerby's were coming up the trail. "Lay still and listen." I snapped, "You cunt," Carrie seethed and looked up at me, "What does this prove?" "Maybe nothing." I semi smiled, "Then again..." I suddenly let go, my arms flew apart releasing the hold and slowly stood up from where I had straddled the girl. Slowly I took a few steps back allowing Carrie to stand. She slowly got up, rubbing her shoulder and rotating it, she didn't waist any time lunging for me, Carrie managed to latch onto my jacket near my shoulders, so I slammed my left shin into Carrie's right knee, collapsing her leg. I quickly muscled Carrie over onto her stomach and then drove a knee into the back of her head. There was a strange familiarity to it all, Carrie groaned as I smashed the redhead's face into the earth with the pressure of my knee digging into the back of her neck. Then I whipped Carrie's right arm into a hammerlock while I bore down on the back of the girl's neck. I was also trying to be careful, the veins in Carrie's neck bulged, "You fucking bitch!" spit flew from her lips as she strained to speak. "Now, now Carrie. I suspect that you've developed an unhealthy obsession with me." And I released the hold, stepping back a few feet. Carrie rolled away and didn't hesitate, leaping at me again, I stepped aside and covered up while swinging my left leg around in a low kick. My shin caught Carrie on the outside her right thigh, actually causing her right leg to catch air, I stepped in and punched her shoulder sending her off balance again as her whole body sprawled backward with arms and legs thudding against the ground. She laid there for a second, her chest was rising quickly and a fresh sheen of sweat was all over her exposed body parts. Slowly she sat up, showing signs of favoring her right leg as she stepped down on it after regaining her feet. Carrie looked a bit frazzled but was quickly composing herself and shook it off. Like an idiot, I let my guard down, Carrie kept leaning over and bracing against her knees and seemed like she was ready to give up while catching her breath. Anyway, I was a little impressed, she was still damn quick and sprinted at me, covering the short distance and driving her right shoulder in my unready gut, forcing a puff of air as I staggered back, Carrie still driving into me until I was unable to maintain my footing and fell back with Carrie on top of me. It was like the very earth rushed me from behind and smacked the air from my lungs. Carrie let her weight come down on top of me, but I immediately went into a defensive posture, feeling that Carrie was positioning herself to try and maintain some top position. I could care less, being on the bottom had no disadvantages from my perspective as Carrie seemed totally lost when it came to grappling. "That's more like it." Carrie hissed. "You really disappointed me Carrie." I grunted. "Oh fucking really?" Carrie huffed, glancing up. "I though you had better sense then to walk around thinking you could actually win." Damn, when did I get such a smart-ass cocky mouth? "Then you're the one in for another disappointment, cause things aren't looking to good for you now!" Carrie sneered. I guess Carrie assumed I was aimlessly thrashing my legs about, as she spent more time talking then trying to punch or whatever, but soon I had my thighs lock around the girl's upper waist, then I went totally slack as I threw my left arm around the back of Carrie's neck and pulled her down, locking us together, our heads side by side. Carrie groaned and tried to push away from me with brute force, she instinctively moved her legs into a missionary style position, trying to sit up. I then squeezed hard, crushing Carrie's rip cage and stomach with my thighs. Carrie grunted and fought the crippling squeeze by trying to flex every muscle in her body, she even started throwing short punches to my ribs and the side of my legs. Even under the agonizing hold, Carrie displayed amazing strength as she rocked back, lifting me into a position resting my butt on hers thighs. Despite the new position, the headlocks and scissor hold were still intact. Carrie heaved upward and then smashed me back to the floor once more. I moaned in discomfort, the blow was not nearly as painful as a full body slam, 'A few more of these and this will go from bad to worse' I thought, and then I heard Carrie growl, using all of her might to lean back once more to slam me yet again, she was onto something now, but I wasn't going to let this continue. At that moment I could feel sweat pouring from Carrie's body, the girl's grunts and moans in fast gasping breaths were a indication that Carrie was expending more and more energy to prove her strength and endurance alone could free her. Anyway, feeling Carrie rear back once more, I waited to the last second and then uncoiled my legs, my feet snapped away to either side of the now squatting Carrie and I pushed forward. She was still flexing her back when the scissor hold let go, and her pull backwards didn't slow as she was unable to see or feel what I was doing until it was too late. The next thing she probably felt was me pushing off from the ground, sending her sprawling backwards. Now I was suddenly on top, and Carrie attempted to bridge up as I maneuvered on top of her. I scoot up to either side of her rib cage and as Carrie bridged violently up again I leaned to my left, to Carrie it must have felt like she had successfully unbalanced me. "Got you now bitch!" Carrie moaned as I squirmed like some contortionist under her, my plan was hindered when Carrie got smart and started throwing more punches, a few tagged the top of my head but that's okay because I got my left leg around the back of Carrie, while pushing my right knee under the girls left arm. Rotating my left hip I pulled my calf up the sweaty back of the girl until I could feel my left foot. I slowly, methodically converted my cinching legs into a triangle choke, and I'll never forget her expression that went from totally exhilaration to complete confusion as she fought to get her neck out of the hold, her fingers spastically clawed at the crease of my left leg as my right leg hooked my left ankle for leverage. The redhead was gasping...gurgling, drool trickled off her bottom lip. I slowly turned my body and lowered the hold downward. She tried in vain to break the hold, I had her in a very humbling position, she lay flat on her back with me sitting promptly on her chest, I pinned Carrie's hands to the ground while carefully controlling the pressure of the hold. Carrie gurgled out something, sounded like a "Fuck you." Damn this girl is persistent, I give her that, or she must really want the football back. "It's only a matter of time." I sighed. Carrie attempted to bridge and roll, but I flexed my thighs, but then let the hold go lax, enough so Carrie could resume breathing (On a side note, the guys in my class loved having me practice this maneuver on them, bunch of perverts. It was the only way they ever got this close to my crotch.) "You bitch! You fucking coward!" Carrie hissed when I gave her some more air to breath. You know, I got real tired of her mouth and did something I rarely do to another woman or person; *SMACK* Carrie screamed as I palmed her cheek with a vicious blow, I felt bad for a second when her eyes teared up significantly. "Things are going to get allot worse for you from this point on if you don't stop insulting me." "Bitch!" Carrie gasped and punched at my thighs a few times, feeble punches though they were. Unexpectedly I uncoiled my legs and rolled away from her neck, Carrie also attempted to roll away quickly but was unable to do so, she seemed out of it. I laid on the ground, propped up on my right elbow watching the redhead squirm over the ground, her back to me as she started rubbing her neck. "Are we done?" I asked. "Done? How do you figure we're done?" Carrie rolled over and got to her unsteady feet, she actually staggered a bit, but eventually got her footing. I also go to my feet, "The first day we met Carrie, I actually admired your toughness, just a little, but I won't be disrespected." "Disrespected? What the fuck!" Carrie snapped, as she continued to rub her throat, and cheek from the slap, even wiping a few tears away. "You had no right to take my football, you thief!" "Some people like you never learn." I shook my head. "So you want to continue?" I cocked an eyebrow, "Okay" I sighed with a faint smile. I have to admit, Carrie looked confident and secure as she crouched low and held her hands out in front of her. I was more cautious this time and we each made a couple of feints at each other before locking up, Carrie started to push and I pushed back but suddenly I started peddling in reverse, thus Carrie lost her balance, but only for a second, that is until I swept her feet, knocking them cleanly from underneath the poor girl. She raised her hips to recover, and was on her hands and knees and about to turn but I came crashing down on her. Now Carrie was flat on her stomach, again, as I worked my hands under Carrie's I began trying to work my fingers together behind her neck. Carrie seemed aware enough that I was going for a full nelson and she concentrated all her attention on reaching behind and keeping my hands apart, thus I started to roll over on my back pulling an exhausted Carrie with me, I wrapped my legs around and cinched them about Carrie's waist, I squeezed hard, then finally secured my nelson. With the combination of the two holds, I was able to use her legs to push Carrie's hips down while pulling back on the redhead's arms. Carrie moaned out her distress, maybe it was more of a whimper. "Give up?" I asked, as I continued to rock back and forth, while pressing my knees into Carrie's sides. "Are you enjoying yourself Carrie? Isn't this what you wanted?" "No." Carrie managed to say, through clenched teeth. "Had enough?" "Ok" She whispered. I released the hold as slowly as I could, in the end Carrie's body went lax as she rolled over to lay face down in the matt of leaves, her forehead slowly fell forward as she took several deep breaths to collect herself. I stood up and moved a few feet back, hands on hips. "You got lucky." Carrie grumbled as she swiped the debris from her hands and sat up. "Is that right?" I sighed disappointedly and lowered my head shaking with despair. Yeah I know, I should stop fucking around and put her down for the count, she is never going to give up but I was also concerned that one of us, most likely Carrie was going to wind up getting seriously hurt. She was moving allot slower now and seemed in a bit of pain as she circled me, making a couple of fake lunges, attempting to lure me in and it worked, I moved in and Carrie's right fist hooked, but is was far more sluggish then anything she had thrown before. Instead of dodging, I moved in, so her right hook continued to slice thru the air behind my head, wrapping around the back of my neck. I dropped my body down while throwing one arm around Carrie's waist. At the same time I hooked a foot behind one of Carrie's ankles and pushed forward, sending us back down to the ground. I felt Carrie thrash violently under me for position, but she was unable to dislodge me from the top position. Carrie changed tactics and decided she best try and restrain my hands and managed to get a hold of my wrists. But I moved my arms about at will, I did little more then block her punches that had no force at all, she was gasping thru her open mouth now and had totally stopped trying to buck me off. "You give?" I asked. I looked down and watched her eyes close as she shook her head no, I have to admit, with her long red hair wildly flung in all directions, it framed a very attractive face. But that face of hers lost some of it's composure as she seemed to get upset and a tear escaped from her left eye. Her head jerked up and then her mouth opened, "FUCK YOU!" she yelled into my face, but it came out more pathetic then defiant. "You just let me know when you've had enough," I sighed and pinned Carrie's arms to the ground. Carrie was on the verge of some serious tears and then I heard a faint sound, "What?" I leaned down, "You'll have to speak more clearly." "Let me go." Carrie said. Finally I stood up and looked down studying the girl, she just laid there, not moving not doing anything, her eyes were closed as she seemed to be resting. I gave into pity and reached down, "Here, take it Carrie, you can't hate me that bad?" as I offered to help her up. The fight was over, should've been a long time ago in my mind, but the redhead had spirit. Surprisingly Carrie took my hand and seemed totally exhausted as I went to take a step back and pull her up. Her right hand gripped mine firmly, a little more firmly then was needed and my alarms went off, but I wasn't prepared for Carrie to sink so low. Her left arm came up, with her fist leading the way, all I had time to do was twist my hips and she missed my crotch by inches. Based on the impact to my inner thigh, if she had connected it would have really hurt, as well as the fact that was a very disturbing attempt on her part! I staggered back, yanking my hand free as I was filled with rage, I saw red, blood red, Carries' blood, I freaked. She was trying to get to her feet and charge me or something, but I didn't give a shit, I had enough time to setup the perfect kick as my right shin slammed into Carrie's unprotected torso. It wasn't fair at all, I know, she was still recovering and her defenses were down, I could have chosen a less dramatic response. In any case, I had thrown all I had into the kick and I watched in disbelief as her body was flung back like some rag doll. It wasn't until she hit the ground that I heard the convulsion of gasps and coughs begin, mixed in with sounds of painful sobbing. My anger turned to concern and I raced to her side, asking if she was okay. When I helped her sit up she really started to ball and clutched her right side, now that's when I started to panic. "Every breath hurts." She cried and I was now the one sweating, just fucking great, I broke some of her ribs my freaked out brain thought. As she rocked forward, holding her torso she kept saying, "I don't want to fight anymore, okay?" I felt like crap, I helped her up and put her in my car and drove her to the Emergency room, she had one broken rib and two fractured. While she was in the care of the doctor and nurses I went to the women's room and quietly cried, I was so shaken up by what had happened. I sat in one of the stalls and buried my face into my hands and just sobbed, I felt like total crap for hurting someone that bad. We must have been there for a good three hours and it wasn't even that busy. I was willing to take full account for what I did, but she made up some story about tripping and falling off the trail and down one of the steep hills, busting her side on a fallen log. So there I was, taking care of and helping the very girl that I was fighting earlier. To top everything off, I found out her father gave her the football and he's in pretty bad shape right now, illness wise, damn I felt like shit. But you know what, some friendships begin in the oddest ways. Yeah, you heard that right, we're friends now. Now came the hard part, yeah you heard me, confronting Nikki with what had happened. I called her from the hospital and after I alleviated her concerns that I was fine, she got quiet and asked me where I was. "I'm on my way." And she hung up. I went down to the Emergency Room entrance and she did a quick jog up the sidewalk, gave me a firm hug and asked if I was sure I was okay. She stood, looking very pissed off while shaking her head in complete disapproval as I told her what happened and how Carrie had made up an excuse so as to not get me into trouble, which sounded very odd I must admit. "Do you need to get into counseling?" Nikki asked, that kind of threw me for a loop, "Your starting to lash out at people, physically Corbin." I wanted to get mad and defensive that she was suggesting I go see a shrink, but it wouldn't be the first time, remember my parents sent me to a shrink when I rebelled against doing anything 'girlish' when I was very young. I shrugged and said, "Maybe I do, I don't know." Nikki sat rubbing my back as we sat waiting for Carrie to come out so I could drive her home. Nikki remained angry with me for days after that fight, she would get withdrawn and quiet for long periods of time, which meant no love making, which sucked massively. I guess a kind of punishment. "Maybe you could just spank me and get it over with." I smiled one day while we were out shopping. I was kidding, but Nikki got this grin on her face and didn't respond, nor even look at me although I knew she had heard me, 'I was kidding!' my mind raced but now my heart was pumping hard that my suggestion might have spawned some kinky idea in Nik's head. ********* Guys still pursued me, from College days, even going back to High School. I was a little surprised I got a call from Shelton one day asking me out on a date, I accepted, on one condition, that it was NOT to be a date, but as friends. He seemed fine with that, but I knew he was a 'Player' and heard only wanted he wanted to hear. When he got to my apartment I invited him in, he of course gave me a nice big hug, now all the memories came flooding back, how he had a huge crush on me back in College and I wondered if this was such a good idea. So I felt it important that we set some ground rules, most importantly, that I was seriously involved with someone; "You remember Nikki?" "You're kidding?" He takes a step back from me and actually appears genuinely surprised to hear her name, pleasantly surprised that is, because Shelton had a thing for Nikki as well, hell he had a thing for every good looking girl. "We are serious." I turn to face him and he's actually smiling. "You two were an item back in school." He gives a mischievous smile. "What the hell?" I sigh and roll my eyes, "So much for thinking it was all private." Probably Sharon's big mouth blabbed to everyone. "But still," He smiles, flashing a perfect set of white teeth at me. Uh-oh, here it comes, more smooth talking and putting the moves on me and we haven't even gone out to eat yet, is this how the whole night is going to go? "Wouldn't it be nice to have a guy around, you know, when you want one." He's caught me off guard as I was day dreaming and he's standing right in front of me. Normally a comment like that wouldn't fly so well with me, but he's semi- joking, I think. "Oh you mean to like take out the trash or wash my car?" I give a slight smirk. "Okay, okay." He sighs a little. So we are leaving my Townhouse and I was spacing out a little, that is until he turned around and handed me a helmet and jacket, "What?" I said. "Put it on." I looked around him and saw the pretty sweet looking motorcycle, Kawasaki Ninja Six hundred-something-something-something, I don't remember, it was bright red. "Nice bike!" I say. "Thanks." Good thing I don't fuss with my hair as I pull my helmet down over my face, and the jeans I have on are very comfortable. I climb on back and wrap my hands around his waist, I'm sure he is loving that as we pull away from the curb. I forgot how powerful these bikes are as I watch his wrist twist and we are off like a rocket. Since our reservations were not until later we stopped by a bar to get a drink, "Damn, that was a blast!" I say as I get off the bike and pull off my helmet. "You like that?" He smirked. I was appalled at the looks we got from a few inside the bar and on the street, as we pulled up and climbed off the back of the bike, you know what I mean. Those judgmental looks because I am some white, blonde girl and he is a black guy, it makes me sick to my stomach. At least his flirting was tolerable because he didn't employ any stupid one- liners or impose himself by trying to hold my hand. Diner was nice, I wanted to pay my own way but he was insisting that the night was on him. Yeah I bet, he's hoping I will be one of those items 'on him' before the night is over. We pulled up in front of my Townhouse and I invited him up for a night cap, the whole time I'm thinking about Nikki. Once inside I open my purse and check my cell phone, it's been on mute all night because I think it's rude to check you cell phone while 'out' with someone. Even though Shelton and I were hanging out as friends tonight, it had been awhile since we had seen one another so I wanted to give him my full attention. But my heart fluttered when I saw a message from Nikki on my cell phone, damn I'd have to check it later, again thinking it would be rude. Besides Nik knew I was hanging out with Shelton tonight and she probably would be stopping by shortly anyway. "Want a night cap or something?" I asked. "Yeah, that would be great. Sharon not here?" "It wouldn't be so quiet if Sharon was here." I say. His laughter tells me he gets my little joke, I hear him enter the kitchen and I smile. I'm pouring some wine into a glass and feel him standing right behind me now and then his hands are on my hips, "None of that now." I say. "Can't blame a guy for trying." He sighs and steps back to take the drink from my hand. "Your always trying." I say. "Where you are concerned, yes I am. All these years you keep dodging me, but I know you like me, so what gives?" He sighs. "Yeah, I do like you Shelton, as a friend!" I emphasis. "So I'm not boyfriend material?" he pushes the issue. "Yeah you are, but I'm with someone, or was always with someone when you were around." I say. "But you know what they say, 'Friends make the best lovers'." He says and tilts his head a little and leans in like he would like to kiss me. "I thought it was 'Best friends make the best lovers'." I smile and turn to walk into the living room. "Mmmm, you are so fine Corbin, you look damn hot in those jeans." He says as he follows me into the living room, I'm rolling my eyes repeatedly at this point, I'm still thinking about what a blast that motorcycle was to ride and maybe it would be cool for Nikki and I to get one. "Thank you." I say and collect my thoughts so I can respond to his compliment. "One of these days," He wags a finger at me as I sit down on the couch, "I'm going to kiss those lips." "Yeah, yeah, I hear you, keep dreaming." I smile and sip on my wine. "Your tough, I mean, you have more walls up then any girl I've ever met." He says as his expression changes to one of intense scrutiny. "I have rules, that's all, and willpower." I say with a smile, "And I have to stick to my plan." "Plan?" "Yep, meet my soul mate and live happily ever after, and don't let anyone or anything derail me from that plan." I say. "That would be Nikki?" He asks. "Yes, that would be the one and only." I feel my mouth curl into big smile. "But there is so much fun to be had along the way, so many people to interact with." He smiles and his right hand reaches over to touch my left knee that was propped up on the couch. "Being intimate with someone means allot to me, I can't give away physical affection to just anyone, not even kissing." I say and raise an eyebrow like these are not just words I'm saying here, but I have real convictions behind them. "I respect that Corbin." And he withdraws his hand, he begins to swirl the wine in his glass as I study his features. Shelton as I have always said is a very attractive man, strong jaw lines, probably could do some kind of modeling. He then looks up as if some idea just popped into his head, "So your still a virgin?" "Yes I am." I say proudly. "This may sound strange, but that makes me want you all the more, as a man, I'm not sure I can even describe it." He says. "The chase maybe?" I shrug. "Part of it, the total package I guess, the more you hold yourself at arms length the more I want to pull you closer." he says and for the first time the bravado and 'player' attitude seems to melt away, a real emotional side of Shelton seems to come out and it feels like we are having a real conversation. The front door buzzed, interrupting this very nice conversation, but I knew who it was and Shelton watched my expression light up as I went for the door. "Hey love." Nikki said when I pulled the door open, I gave her a hug and a kiss when she came in. "You remember Shelton?" I say, and I was expecting him to slip right back into his player mentality, but he remained very humble and down to earth. Even being humble, Shelton lavished Nikki with much praise about her beauty. Oh well, now I have to figure out what to do about that damn motorcycle, I cannot seem to purge the idea getting a motorcycle out of my head now. Yeah, I already own one but it's a dirt bike, I want a sexy, sleek, fast machine! ********** "Are you coming to my bachelorette party?" I heard Jenna ask as she walked straight up to me. "What?" Oh I heard her, I just had NO CLUE she was engaged to be married, like where the hell have I been! "Well, are you?" "You're getting married? When? To whom? Where? What the hell?" I spastically babbled. She had a good laugh over my confusion. "I do have a life of my own you know." She opened her exotic eyes with greater intensity. Hell, I thought she was gay this whole time! Maybe she is! Maybe she is marrying a girl? Actually no, she introduced me to her future husband a little later. Nice looking guy and also into working out. "So are you inviting me?" I asked. Normally I would have rejected the thought but what the hell, might be a distraction and might even has some fun although I am not sure what Jenna's friends are like. So to skip ahead, I have to say it was pretty enjoyable, she has some nice friends and it was very tame dinner out, with some drinking but no strip clubs or wild adventures. Other then her attitude with me, Jenna seems to have her head screwed on straight, she is well disciplined, health oriented and seems very responsible. I know I have mentioned how clueless I can be, but sometimes it's downright pathetic. I was sitting in Jenna's townhouse, on the couch specifically watching her say goodnight to one of her girlfriends, there had been a total of ten of us, so I was especially surprised when I realized I was the last guest left. I had hinted that I was gong to leave a few times earlier in the night, but for some reason Jenna kept insisting that I stay, very soon I was to find out why. I watched her walk back into the kitchen while observing her legs (something I had probably already done at least a hundred times tonight, I'll explain why in a second.) Jenna was wearing a short pink Couture Miniskirt, which showed off her impressive legs and they were just not 'display legs' either, her thighs and calf muscles moved and tensed with every step, they required attention and got it from everyone, the skirt just helped to seal the deal as you naturally pictured what lay underneath her skirt. But I already knew the answer to that, we had each seen the other in various forms of undress in the women's locker room at the gym and then of course, totally nude, while in the showers. Jenna reached up into the cabinet to pulled down what I perceived to be a bottle of tequila, "I like you," she said as she poured a small amount into a shot glass. "Oh I know we've had our differences in the past, in part due to my bitchy, competitive nature in the gym." "Well, that's nice of you to say, I think." I said and smiled, although I was feeling a bit nervous for some reason, maybe it was the way she was throwing back the shot of tequila and then lowered her head to absorb it's effects before looking back up at me. But that's not all of it, I was feeling edgy and irritated in general. So part of me was just waiting for Jenna to cop another attitude out of the blue or something so I could throw it right back in her face. We had always been like that from the beginning, a water and oil kind of personality clash, although I've been getting along with her exceptionally well as of late, and this night seems to indicate a possible turn for the better. Now Jenna is gazing at me from the Kitchen and gives me that smile she always gives me, it's faint, sometimes barely detectable and always as if she has some secret she will never reveal. Again, Jenna's exotic features make her an instant attraction for ones eyes, and she is one of the few girls that instantly makes me feel like window dressing whenever we are around one another. Fortunately that's not often as you, the kind reader have already figured out. She was walking towards me now, her right hand outstretched to take my empty wine glass from my left hand. As she returned the glass to the kitchen I reflected on the fact that Jenna was the only woman I know, personally, that is damn near on par with me muscle, strength and definition wise. There are a few areas that I edge her out on, which keeps me on guard as Jenna is never one to tolerate being second to anyone, and let me reiterate it's a damn CLOSE second at that, she is very, very strong. "You've got a great tan." "Thank you." She said and turned around. She was also wearing a bright blue silk blouse, buttoned low to reveal some nice cleavage, everywhere that exposed skin was evenly tan, she must be going to a salon lately. Her black hair reminds me of Nikki. So I'm crossing my legs again, something I had done repeatedly all night, for some reason I was self conscious about my legs, which leads right into the part of why I spent so much time a couple of paragraphs ago talking about Jenna's outstanding legs and butt. I had worn a more conservative Segal tie-front skirt, kind of a light chocolate color, which went well with my fake/bottle tan. It stopped a few inches above my knees, but seeing that Jenna and I had the best legs of anyone that either of us knew, there were the instant comparisons. Many, many casual glances on my part as well as me catching her looking at mine, it's partly a competitive body thing and a female thing. I come out of my momentary daze and look up, I nervously smile realizing Jenna is standing there, watching me with her hands on her hips, studying me intensely, more so then normal. "Well I guess I should be going." I sighed and slowly stood, straightening out my skirt. I took a couple of steps forward but Jenna remained standing between me and the foyer, but what she did next was even more puzzling as she reached over and gripped my elbows. Since she had on heels and me in flat sandals, that made us about even, although I still had a slight height advantage. So what did I do? Well I smiled, trying to find the humor in all of this, maybe she was going to give me a hug, now that would just blow me away. At that point I remember the faint sound of crickets outside and thinking that it seemed a little too early in the year for those guys to be chirping about outside. Maybe that was just me taking notice of the fact it seemed so damn quiet and I was totally tongue tied, what did she want, to arm wrestle again? I think she was still pretty sore about loosing to me three times in a row, on both her left and right. My face went flush, she was studying me, but I was watching her just as intensely. Jenna seemed disoriented and nervous, her eyes would not directly engage mine and I was have a hard time reading her intentions. Her eyes finally seemed to lock in on something and then her face leaned in, but I instinctively tilted my head back just a little. I was further surprised to see her expression switch to irritation, not hurt, at my apparent rejection and her grip on my arms increased and she pulled a little harder, it was then I remembered that Jenna was no weakling, she was a strong, sturdy girl for sure. I was breathing a little harder as well, mainly from Jenna making such a presumptuous act of intimacy towards me. I had resisted a little bit more as she stepped in again, in turn I had taken a few steps back, her face tilted toward me as she nervously seemed to maybe try and kiss me again, but would then pull back as if some kind of self doubt would suddenly take over. It was a bizarre cat and mouse game, my mind was flipping spastically as I tried to process her look of determination, one that I've never noticed before. By this time I was getting a little angry, my heart and head seemed to hammer with emotion and frustration at what was getting ready to go down. 'Why was she doing this now, so close to her wedding?' In the next instant my hands were at her wrists and while Jenna was strong, I pushed her hands away from me and she did resist at first. "No Jenna." I said firmly, "I'm with Nikki." "And I'm getting married." She said, but in an almost pleading way. "Don't you find me attractive?" She asked and leaned into me a little harder. "Yes I do, but I can't and won't sleep with you." I said getting a little flustered at being put in a position like this. "For one night, I've never been with a woman and I want it to be you. I think it would be amazing." She says, trying to be a little softer in her approach. "I'm sure it would, but I am committed to Nikki and that's the end of it!" I push her off me with a firm shove and step away towards the door. I'm not sure what's going on with her, she put her hands on her hips and she starts taking several deep breaths while looking down at the ground. I don't know why I got so emotional standing there and started wiping the tears from my eyes, she looked up at me and seemed genuinely surprised at my crying. "Why are you crying?" She asks in an almost hostile tone. "I don't understand why you act like you do toward me." I say, "One minute you have nothing but attitude, then tonight you want to sleep with me, and now your pissed off again!" I snatch my purse off the couch, "What did I ever do to you?" I ask and pull myself together. "You've messed up my head, that's why, for just being you, for..." and Jenna starts crying as well and quickly covers her face with her hands, "...I don't know!" She yells at me and stars crying some more herself. "I'm sorry okay." She sobs, "Please leave, let's pretend this never happened, just go." And she walks back down the hall towards her bedroom. Without a word said, I turn and open the door, quietly closing it behind me as I make a slow walk to my car. 'Pretend it never happened?' I thought, repeating her request over and over in my head, 'Impossible' I thought, because my emotions were running high now and my body was still flooded with adrenaline from what took place. I was becoming less concerned with Jenna's state of mind now, she would recover I hoped, but as for me, I was a raging sexual woman when I opened the door to Nikki's apartment. All of the lights were out and I knew she was asleep as I made my way to her bedroom, I had but one thing on my mind, to fuck the hell out of my girlfriend and have her do the same to me. I pulled the sheet of Nikki's slumbering body and she began to stir, I remained standing and kicked off my sandals. "Corbin, you okay?" She said and sat up, even in her night shirt, looking at her long toned legs made me so hot and wet. I don't think I had a loving or tender look on my face, my whole body was tense as I stood, fuck my heart was pounding and my breath moving in and out of my chest in deeper breaths as my trembling hands undid my top. I lurched forward, Nikki appeared startled at my sudden movement and then my hands found the hem line to her panties under her nightshirt and in one strong yank, they were down her legs and tossed across the room. 'It was on!' my mind raged as Nikki instantly knew what I was after and spread her legs for me, I was practically falling down on top of her. Her hands come up and gripped my neck, fingernails were now digging into my skin, warm breath filled my every inhale. This was, without a doubt, the most physical love making Nikki and I had ever Had, up until this point I should add. I wouldn't go so far as to say violent, but we definitely pushed the boundaries. She took her lips and wrapped them around my lower lip, and started to literally chew on mine and it hurt, that's how it began and I knew from this point on, we were not going to make love to one another, but fuck and screw each other's brains out. I bit her back, her lips are as lush and round as mine and we both squealed and moaned as we bit and tongued at the back of each other's throat. Nikki's hands were moving again, they began clawing down my back, literally dragging her fingernails down the skin on my back. At the same time we began grinding and humping against one another. I was out of my mind with lust and so was Nikki. While I was turned on by the thought of doing this with Jenna, I'm glad I pushed her away and was in bed with my one true lover. Both of her hands had my skirt up around my waist and were digging, semi- clawing at my ass cheeks, wearing full-back panties offered some protection. In turn, I was trying to get her night shirt off as well. This was totally out of control, I was out of control, I don't' know how else to describe it, but like two wild animals clawing and trying to mate with one another, although we were of the same sex. I looked down at Nikki's body once I got her shirt off, In the dim light of the room Jenna looked so strong and sexy, streaks of sweat running the length of her neck. This was absolutely thrilling, I've never experienced anything like what was about to happen, Nikki's arms wrapped around me, trying to pull me back down, Nikki formed a knot at the base of my back as we rolled across her bed, I quickly clasped my left hand around my right wrist and pulled quickly. I was surprised to hear myself moan out loud from the sudden squeeze that was being applied. I squeezed Nikki back with matching force and heard a long groan from my girl. We kissed again and rolled first one-way and then the other for several moments we traded very sensual holds and grips. Finally we settled into a kind of slow-motion style of wrestling, love-making, with first she on top and then me, neither of us seemed to care how loud we were, in fact it only seemed to make it all the more arousing as our moans and grunts came in longer bursts. With Nikki now on top, I lowered my hips and Nikki went about sliding her muscular body downward to a full body press, her legs entwined around my thighs and calves in a grapevine leg lock. Both of Nikki's solid arms were trying to pin my arms to the bed and I went with it. She stretched out her grapevine and my inner thighs were stretched apart until I was whimpering, shit it hurt and I decided I needed to get out of this position. "Fuck!" Nikki cursed as I had sprung my legs free of her punishing grapevine and then wrenched from side to side until I wriggled free of her pin. Our wrestling had started to subside at times as we did more holding, trying to squeeze each other by wrapping our legs and arms about one another and squeezing in more of a sensual effort then anything else. We both had cum several times by now and the smell of sweat and sex was strong in the air. Our arms and legs had also become slippery with sweat which added a whole other element of touch to this. My lord what a turn on, our muscular bodies were now slowly moving against each other, Nikki's body is very deceiving, while it is indeed very toned and defined, you never realize how strong she really is until you grapple with her. As of right now, I am swooning at the way her smooth muscled legs grip mine as we squeezed thigh against thigh. Yeah I am stronger, but Nikki doesn't back down as we squeeze and hump the other's muscled thigh. It was hard to tell the difference between the quick gasps of discomfort and those of pleasure that was building between my legs. I wanted to impose my will on Nikki some and so I scooted out from under her, she went to counter and the sweat helped my left leg slide free. I didn't want total freedom, just enough and I quickly lashed my legs around Nikki's waist so she could get a taste of what her legs had been doing to me. Nikki let out a groan and tried to pry herself free, I watched in amazement as her ripped abs flexed under my thighs, but they were no match. Her body arched in the most sexually, erotic display of female beauty I may have ever seen, her fully erect nipples stood straight up as her amble breasts shifted in tune to her effort to free herself. She tried to roll but I cinched my legs tighter causing her to whimper in agony. I also underestimated Nikki's desperation and use of any tactics when necessary, I was laying on my left side, enjoying the site of this strong beautiful woman trapped between my legs, it was making me horny to watch her, that is until Nikki's right hand suddenly reached over and she pressed her thumb right into the "V" of my crotch, my whole crotch area was wet from arousal and her thumb slid right into the folds of my labia, pushing and massaging right on my clit. My whole body shuttered and my body tensed and twitched under her expert touch. She took the opportunity to break free and sat up, then quickly moved to a kneeling position on the bed, she was panting and had this look of pure animalistic lust in her eyes. The wrestling had done an excellent job of causing our muscles to swell form all the exertion, I suspected I knew what she wanted and we both slid our arms around each others back once more, we each applied a front bear hug and were now locked together face-to-face, it was also a very intimate moment as we went to rest our heads on each other's shoulder. Our naked bodies dripping with sweat as we stood jammed together, swaying slightly from side to side as we each began to put more pressure into our hold. Our breasts were mashed, stomach's flattened, my butt clenched and I could feel Nikki push her crotch against mine. This time, it was I who initiated going down, Nikki took he top position as I quickly slid my legs up around her powerful back, locking my ankles to form a scissors hold, but didn't apply much pressure initially. Nikki didn't seem to fight it, in fact she was trying to hug me, as if wanting to press me against the floor. With my legs semi-pointing in the air now, Nikki's position appeared more like some lover, and to my joy, I was in fact feeling the intensity of our pussy's making intimate contact. We both were getting off on our mound-to-mound rhythmic touching, and the next thing in knew I was cumming, it was explosive and I was crying out loud for several seconds. Nikki came soon after as she ground her beautiful body against mind as she came at least two times. Nikki lifted her head up a little and hair was wet from sweat and she had tears in her eyes. This time we kissed a little more tenderly, although not much, but it was still erotic and hot. The kiss was wet as our tongues seemed to roll and push into each other's open mouths, our breasts and crotches kept up a constant pressure. Nikki pushed her body up some and slowly moved her chest back and forth, allowing her bare heavy breasts to gently slide over mine, our hard nipples on occasion would touch briefly. Soon we had a slight rhythm going as we shifted our chests back and forth. But it was the heat from between our legs and then the soft kiss that took place 'down there' that had us moaning as we started to clutch each another with greater intensity, I kissed her neck, she licked and bit gently onto my shoulder. Every part of our bodies seemed to crave touch, from our well toned and slick abdomens to the pleasure building between our joined pussies. I pushed with my leg and we rolled, I was on top as I propped up my body on my elbows so I could look down in her face. "That was wonderful." Nikki whispered. "Yeah, it was." And we began to slowly kiss some more, her mouth trekked down to my chin and I raised my head so she could lick and kiss my neck. *SMACK* "OH MY GOD!" I moaned very loud and buried my face into the pillow and whimpered as the stinging sensation spread thru my ass cheek. "You asked for a spanking remember." Nikki growled and then sunk her teeth into my neck, biting me aggressively. I didn't protest! or scold her or anything! I just kept my face buried into the pillow, whimpering and cursing as she laid three more hard smacks on my burning left butt cheek. I rotated my hips and prayed it would end, but at the same time there was this odd sensation that had started to spread, it was very confusing because while it stung bad, I discovered I was getting aroused. "SHIT!" I moaned into the pillow as she gave me another smack on the ass and I could feel renewed wetness begin to flow. I bit hard into the pillow just in case there was more to come. I felt Nikki's head turn and her lips find my earlobe, "Did you like that?" she whispered in a very low, barely audible voice. "Uh huh" I moaned and shook my head 'yes'. Have I lost my mind? I'm a adult woman admitting that I like to be spanked! This is messed up. "Now, let's go take a bath." Nikki moaned and prodded me to get up. I was blushing when I bushed off from the bed and reached around to rub my burning butt. Nikki took me by the hand, leading me into the bathroom and started to fill the tub and pulled open a drawer to withdraw a lighter, she had not turned on the lights and now I know why as I watched her light several candles that were already set out around the bathroom. I stood motionless, watching intently as she poured some bottles into the tub, and as my eyes adjusted to the light, my right hand reached out to touch her back, gently stroking down along her spine. She looked over at me and smiled as she swirled her finger amongst the forming bubbles. "AH!" She gasped and looked over at me with a smile as she dipped her foot into the tub. I smiled at her reaction and watched as she eased her stunning body into the tub. Her left hand came up and beckoned for me to join her. "Oh damn, hot!" I gasped as I dipped my foot into the water, I took her hand with my right as she helped guide me down into the tub. "Sit here, lean back against me." Nikki asked, patting her right hand against her chest. It's like we were two different people now, so soft and gentle with one another like we normally are, we just laid there holding each other. It was a narrow tub, but deep. Her arms lay draped along the outside as my head lay resting back against her firm shoulders. She would occasionally draw her legs up and wrap them gently around my waist, in turn I would run my hands over her thigh and calf muscles. I felt Nikki tilt her head and I turned my head to the right and looked up at Find her eyes staring down at me. My left hand came up and caressed her right cheek and I smiled, we studied one another for a second. What is this connection that we have, it's so strong and maybe it is the essence of love, I noticed neither of us were smiling any longer as we relaxed in that tub, the water brushing against my chin as I watched her face lean over mine and a soft, gentle kiss began. Her lips made feather like brushes as she opened her mouth, our tongues began a lazy exploration as we simply enjoyed the touch, our kiss was as passionate as any kiss, but done as softly as we could. "Please." I moaned into her mouth and pushed her right hand down between my legs. I opened my thighs and Nikki's middle finger began a slow rub over my clit. My mouth was wide open, eyes shut tight, I felt the climax coming, literally I felt tears leave my eyelids while moaning out loud. All the while, her tongue and lips continued to explore my open mouth, her finger moving quicker and when my hands clutched at her body, she slid her middle finger down and pushed it into my aching hole. I twisted and arched my back as the orgasm shook me for several seconds, sending ripples of water that must have surely flowed over the edge of the tub and onto the floor below. My left hand gripped her hand and pushed trying to force her finger deeper into me, but eventually I had to forcefully pull her hand away from my crotch as my clit was getting too sensitive to touch. I thanked her for help with the orgasm and we kept kissing for several seconds, "Anything for you my love" Nikki whispered into my mouth. We stood up, again, I can't quite describe how caring and gentle we were with one another, drying each other off, holding and hugging each other, touching and kissing places on our bodies. Nikki laid on her back and drew her legs up as I kneeled at the edge of the bed, and then proceeded to kiss along her inner thighs, biting at her thick muscles, that had her moaning and whimpering in no time. I brought her to orgasm with my tongue, mouth and fingers and that girl drenched me with her juices. Watching her abs and muscular legs flex and twitch during her orgasm was making me wet all over again. It was then my turn and Nikki loved going down on me, her lips and tongue were working their magic in no time flat. I was arching my back and close to another orgasm, she even gently pulled on my clit with her teeth which caused my whole body to shudder. After I came she crawled up between my legs and kissed me, I could taste my juices all over her mouth. We spent a good hour looking into each other's eyes and holding one another before drifting off to sleep. "I love you." I heard the faint voice call into my ear canal as sleep pulled my eyes closed, my right hand feebly reached for and found my lovers face, stroking it, letting her know I had heard her and I felt the same. "Nik!" I gasped and sat up in bed, as she set a tray of breakfast down next to me, "Thank you!" She just gave me this wonderful smile and leaned over to kiss me on the lips, "Thank you for last night, that was amazing." I blushed, "Thank you, it was indeed wonderful." "Eat up." She said and pulled the strap of her robe a little tighter as we started in on breakfast. But Nikki and I had found something few people in the world ever find, a true sensual connection and love between us in everything we did, like feeding each other, as in this morning. Food, shopping, dancing, everything had some underlying sexual element to it.