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Cordell Girls Ch 02

Cordell Girls Ch 02

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This is the story of Hannah Cordell, the second oldest of the Cordell girls.

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'I'll break every bone in your body if you tell anyone about it.'

Sam Robinson's eyes fluttered open. The 18 year old boy sat up in his bed, sighing. No matter how many years passed, he could not stop dreaming about his old man's words.

The boy was only nine years old when he walked in on his father abusing his little sister Mary. The image still haunted him to this day.

When Sam's father realized that he walked in on the abuse, the bastard threatened to break every single bone in his body if he ever talked about it.

Sam kept his mouth shut.

Of course he kept his mouth shut about it. He was only a kid. A nine year old child who was weak, scared. Too cowardly to do the right thing and protect his little sister.

Eventually their mom found out what was going on and their father was sent to prison for it. He thought time would heal their wounds but even though nine years had already passed, he felt that his mom and sister still looked at him as though he were a failure. He didn't know if it was all in his head or not.

And he was a failure. He failed them. When they needed him to speak up, he failed to do so. He remained quiet.

He sighed, getting out of bed and heading to the bathroom. The boy brushed his teeth and took a quick shower, getting ready for the day.

He put on some clothes and looked at himself in the mirror. A slender, clean shaven boy, he would have been handsome were it not for the birthmark on his cheek.

Sam adjusted his T-shirt and left the bathroom. He entered the kitchen, finding his mom already there. Without a word, he started to help her cook.

She only acknowledged him with a look and an almost imperceptible nod of her head.

Mary was waiting for them in the living room. Together, the mother and son finished cooking breakfast and carried the plates to the table.

As they ate, Sam's mom told him and his sister 'The Cordells are coming over today.' He inwardly groaned.

The Cordells were his mom's friends. He had no issue with Senator Cordell and his wife, who were both very kind people. No, Sam had no problems with them at all. It was their second oldest daughter Hannah who he had a gripe with.

She had been bullying him ever since they first met, which was quite interesting since she never bullied anyone else. It was very easy for her to target him. He did have a noticeable birthmark on his face, after all. All she had to do was make a point of staring at him and then call him ugly, something which she greatly enjoyed.

But he always spoke to her politely, seeing no point in retorting and pissing her off. Sam knew his patience wouldn't last forever though. Sooner or later he would have enough and snap.

That afternoon, it happened.

Senator Cordell and his wife came over, along with two of their daughters.

Hannah Cordell was devastatingly beautiful. She was 18 years old and stood tall at 6 feet 2, with long, blonde hair reaching the middle of her back. The captain of her high school soccer team, she was tanned and athletic.

She also had the reputation of a rogue - a playgirl who enjoyed sleeping around with willing boys and having all the fun in the world with her friends.

As soon as she entered through the front door, Sam steeled himself. He knew what was coming.

Hannah gazed at the birthmark on his cheek and said 'Hey, ugly. Long time no see. Have you finally made some friends or are you still a lonely loser?'

'Hannah, be nice!' her sister Isabel who stood right behind her piped up. She was only one year younger than Hannah and shared her older sister's good looks. 'Hi, Sam,' she said to the boy, sounding a lot friendlier than her sister.

'Hi, Isabel,' Sam replied, flashing her a friendly smile. She was nice to him.

The boy then looked back at Hannah. He told the hot blonde 'That blouse and the new haircut suit you, Hannah. You are almost as beautiful as your sister now.'

Isabel choked. Either that or she snorted. Sam didn't really know. The Senator and his wife both looked at him and the girls with amusement.

His mom, meanwhile, was horrified.

'Apologize now,' she hissed,

'No, it's okay,' Mrs. Cordell interjected. 'My daughter had it coming.'

'But still-'

'Just forget about it.'

'Alright then.' She still glared at her son though, making it clear she disapproved. He just shrugged.

Hannah, meanwhile, inwardly seethed. She was used to boys falling all over themselves at her feet, acting like fools, begging for a chance to sleep with her.

Yet here Sam was, telling her she wasn't as beautiful as Isabel. And the way Isabel was giggling like a madwoman, trying to cover it behind her hand and failing abysmally. It was all so irritating.

She forced herself to sit still at the lunch table, despite wanting to reach over and strangle Sam. He, for his part, avoided looking at her, just like he normally did.

As she looked over at him, Hannah was forced to admit that what he said to her earlier was quite bold. She never would have thought he had it in him to say such a thing to her face.

'So, Hannah. Are you still having fun or have you stopped sowing your wild oats?' Sam's mom asked her teasingly.

'Oh, I've settled down now. Kind of, I guess,' the blonde girl murmured.

'Really?'

'Yeah. This really handsome guy in my class asked me to be his girlfriend and I said yes,' Hannah replied. Then she asked Sam 'What about you, ugly? Still single?'

Before anyone had a chance to stop him, Sam told her 'My ugliness is only skin deep.'

'What's that supposed to mean?'

'Enough!' Senator Cordell snapped. He told his daughter 'Apologize to Sam right now.'

Hannah huffed. 'Sorry,' she muttered, clearly not meaning it. Sam just nodded his acknowledgment of her apology, not wanting to make a big deal out of the issue.

'Apology accepted.'

That afternoon, she went on a date with her boyfriend Jared. He was tall and handsome, and had a massive dick to boot. But the boy constantly checked out and flirted with other girls, right in front of her. It bothered her to no end.

When she complained to Isabel about it later that night, her younger sister asked 'Why don't you break up with that jerk?'

'He's so handsome and his cock is so big!' Hannah told her. Isabel rolled her eyes.

'If those are your only criteria, good luck being happy in a relationship.'

Hannah stuck her tongue out at her sister petulantly. But then her other sister Jennifer offered the same advice.

'We're telling you, sis. That douche isn't good enough for you,' said Jennifer as she did her homework.

But Hannah ignored her younger sisters' advice and continued to date Jared. She saw how happy her older sister Gina was with her brother in law Colin and thought that one day she and Jared could be the same way.

She thought it would be okay. He only flirted and didn't touch, right?

Wrong.

As she found out one day, dropping by on a surprise visit to his house, he did do more than just flirt. She caught him in bed with one of the cheerleaders she saw him flirting with earlier that week. He made excuses, of course, claiming that the brunette bitch seduced him. But Hannah had no time for the bullshit.

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'I am telling you, Hannah. She is just a casual fling. She means nothing to me,' Jared told Hannah. 'And besides, it is kind of your fault I have to cheat.'

'What?' Hannah stared at him incredulously.

'If you let me fuck your ass, I wouldn't have had to find someone else who would.'

'So that's why you fucked her? Because you wanted anal?'

'Yes.'

'Well, have all the anal you want with her. But you will never have my pussy again.'

The day after she caught Jared cheating on her, her parents dragged her off to the Robinsons' house again.

Sam could tell something was up but he didn't say anything in front of her parents and his mom. He did approach her later though, and sat down next to her in the living room.

'Are you, um, okay?' Sam asked cautiously.

'Why do you ask?'

'Well, you look like you're pissed about something.'

Hannah sighed. 'Jared cheated on me,' she muttered.

'Oh. Sorry to hear that.'

'But are you?'

Sam frowned. 'What do you mean?'

'I've treated you quite badly, haven't I? Aren't you actually feeling happy inside, now that I'm in pain because of what my piece of shit ex-boyfriend did?'

'No, I'm not feeling happy.'

Hannah gave him a skeptical look. 'Why not?'

'No one deserves to be cheated on.' Sam replied. 'Not even you.'

The blonde beauty was shocked. She never thought the boy who she tortured would actually say this instead of kicking her when she was done.

'Thanks, I guess,' murmured Hannah.

Sam told her 'Just think of it this way. If he is the sort to cheat, you're better off without him. The trash took itself out.'

'You don't really mean that.'

'But I do. Yes, you bullied me but that doesn't mean you deserve to be cheated on. Like I said, no one deserves to be betrayed. If you're faithful to someone, then they should be faithful to you too. It's the least they could do.'

Then he stood up and prepared to leave.

'Where are you going?' she asked.

'To the cinema,' he replied. 'There's a new movie I really want to see.'

'I'll go with you. In fact, I'll drive you there. I just have to talk to my parents first and see if they'll let me borrow the car.'

'Why?' he asked curiously.

'I don't want to be alone right now. And it would be much better for you to have company at the theater.'

'Okay. Just wait here. I'll be back in a couple of minutes.' Sam then went to grab a sweater and slipped it on.

He and Hannah went to the cinema together. She drove and on their way there asked him 'Why didn't you ask your mom and sister to come with us?'

'They don't like hanging out with me that much,' he murmured. Hannah frowned.

'Why not?' she asked, braking at a red light intersection. He just shrugged. She wanted to ask more but decided not to. It would be best to ask for details later.

When they reached the theater, the two of them went to buy their tickets.

'Let me buy the popcorn,' she insisted. 'It is the least I can do, after all the crap I put you through.'

Sam looked into her eyes and said 'You weren't anywhere near as horrible as you think you were.'

Hannah gaped at him. 'What do you mean by that?'

'Well, it hurt when you called me ugly, but I was already pretty much used to it. People have called me worse. And I've had worse happen to me than being insulted for my physical appearance. So no reason for you to feel so guilty.'

The blonde beauty just stared at him, stunned. 'What exactly happened to you?'

Sam sighed. 'More like happened to someone I failed to protect,' he muttered. 'Just forget it. Let's go watch the movie.'

Hannah decided to drop it for now.

They watched the movie together and the girl drove him home afterwards.

That was how it started. Hannah ceased insulting him and the two became much better acquainted. She no longer said mean things to him and he stopped holding her past behavior against her.

Not long after that, she asked Sam out and he said yes.

Hannah was glad he did because he quickly proved to be a much better boyfriend than Jared ever was. Sam was sweet, kind and attentive, but there was always a certain melancholy in his eyes, something she couldn't fail to notice the more time she spent gazing into them.

'Is there something bothering you?' she asked as they cuddled in his bed, with her holding him in her powerful arms.

'Nothing, baby.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yes, I'm sure.' But Hannah could tell by his voice that he was lying. Sam sucked at it.

'Okay. If you say so.'

'I do say so.'

'Alright.'

Sam could tell that Hannah was still worried so he slid down the bed, placing his face directly above her crotch.

'What are you doing?' she asked her cute boyfriend.

'Getting ready to eat you out,' he grinned.

'You already did that.'

'That was yesterday. I would love to eat your pussy every single day for the rest of our lives if I could.'

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'Really?' Hannah asked in a disbelieving tone, even as her caring boyfriend removed her shorts for her.

'Oh, absolutely. If you marry me, you're going to get oral sex nearly every morning.' And with that, he pressed his lips on her thighs, starting slow. He loved building up her arousal this way, getting her turned on by paying attention to her firm thighs. He worshipped them first and slowly made his way to her womanhood.

The boy gently kissed her outer labia and then her inner labia, licking them with his tongue.

Hannah moaned, stroking his hair as he feasted on her genitals. His lips then found her clitoris and he started slashing his tongue across the button.

She moaned louder, loving his attention on the sensitive spot. It felt heavenly having her boyfriend give her head. The fact that Sam genuinely enjoyed going down on her only made it hotter.

'Yes, baby. That's it. Yesss.' Hearing her groan only spurred Sam on. He used his tongue to write the alphabet across Hannah's clit and observed her reaction. Once he noticed that the 'M' made her feel really good, he repeatedly wrote that letter across his girlfriend's erect clitoris using his tongue.

Soon, it got her off and she screamed. Her entire body trembled in pleasure as she orgasmed hard.

Her firm thighs twitched and her burning pussy convulsed as she squirted all over his face. Sam eagerly swallowed her pussy juices and kept on working her clit until her climax ended.

He rested for a few minutes before going down on her again. 'Baby, you don't have to. I already cummed so hard,' she told him.

'But I want to, baby. Do you want me to stop?' he inquired. She shook her head, her pussy still extremely wet.

'I was just worried you're doing this because you feel you have to,' Hannah replied. Sam smiled brightly and gently kissed his girlfriend's hot pussy.

'I know I don't have to, but I want to do it. I love giving you orgasms.' And then he returned to attacking her pussy with his hungry mouth. He was more careful this time, knowing her clit got rather sensitive after orgasms.

As a result, it took a bit longer before he made her cum for the second time. Hannah still screamed though. She thrashed about on the bed as his tongue worked her clit. It sent her over the edge and she erupted, spraying her clear fluid all over him like a fountain.

'I'll give you some time before giving you a third orgasm. Unless you're too sensitive now?' he said to his blonde girlfriend. The horny girl stared at her sweet boyfriend in disbelief.

'You want to give me a third orgasm?'

'I love you, baby. Your pleasure is all that matters to me. If a third orgasm will make you happy, then absolutely. But if you want to rest, I'm happy with that too.'

'What did I ever do to earn you?'

Sam smiled. 'Hannah, all you have to do is be yourself.'

'What do you mean?' she asked, curious.

'I know I'm the only person you have ever bullied. Isabel told me. You're a wonderful person. I don't know what about me made you want to bully me, but once you stopped, that was more than enough. That will always be more than enough for me. You are you and I love you for that.'

Hannah felt tears welling in her eyes and she scooted down the bed to wrap her arms around and kiss him.

'Um, honey. I love you but you do remember where my lips were moments ago, don't you?'

'It's okay. I taste really good.'

Sam tapped her nose. 'Yes, you do.'

'I love you too, you dork.'

With all that said and done, Sam returned to showering his girlfriend's soaked pussy with little kisses.

'Oh baby! That feels so good! Yess!' she moaned. 'I love it when you kiss my pussy. But you can rest, baby. You don't need to make me cum three times in a row.'

'I can rest, but I'd rather make my perfect girlfriend cum,' Sam murmured, returning his lips to her clit and sucking it gently. Then he went back to writing 'M's across her clitoris with his tongue, using his best technique with the intention of making Hannah explode again.

'Oh I'm the luckiest girl!' Hannah moaned, lifting her hips and fucking her boyfriend's face.

'And I'm the luckiest boy. Your pussy is so delicious, baby. I want to drink all your pussy juices. I want to swallow all of it!' Sam continued to work on his hot girlfriend's clit. He flicked his tongue and slashed it across her clitoris, making her gasp, face contorted in pleasure.

'Ahhhh, you want to swallow my pussy juices, baby? You want to be my slut?' she asked her boyfriend teasingly. He only licked her clit more enthusiastically, making lewd noises that filled the room.

'Baby, I already AM your slut,' Sam told her. The boy continued licking Hannah's hard clit until she climaxed for the third time.

His blonde girlfriend's fit body thrashed about in the throes of her violent orgasm. She squirted all over his face and in his mouth, and Sam hungrily swallowed mouthfuls of her pussy juices.

'Thank you so much for cumming in my mouth, baby,' he told her.

'Sam, you just made me orgasm three times in one session. I should be the one thanking you.'

'But you are my girlfriend, baby, and I love you. You don't have to thank me for this. I only did what a boyfriend should do.'

'Do you want me to reciprocate? I could suck your cock if you want.'

'You don't have to. It's okay. I know I'm not entitled to anything.'

'Are you sure?'

'Yes.'

He cuddled her and pressed a tender kiss to her forehead.

The 18 year old boy was sleepy. Before he dozed off, Sam mumbled 'I belong to you, Hannah. My pleasure doesn't matter. Only yours.' And then he fell asleep.

She smiled and fell asleep next to him.

As good as their relationship was - and it was amazing - she still worried about the sadness she saw in his eyes. He got better at hiding it but it was still there. So one day, she decided to do something about it.

Hannah knew he wouldn't tell her but his mom and sister might, so she talked to them.

She went over when she knew Sam was at the bookstore.

'Hi, Mrs. Robinson. May I please talk to you and your daughter about something?'

'Sure! Come on in,' her boyfriend's mom invited her inside. She entered the house. It wasn't anywhere near as luxurious as her own, of course. Hannah's family lived in a large mansion, one that was full of the best furniture and very well decorated.

'Thank you. I wanted to ask you something about Sam.'

'What about him?' Mrs. Robinson asked as they sat down on the couch. Sam's little sister brought two cups of tea over for them.

'Your son is a great boyfriend but I can't help noticing he is always sad about something. I want to know what's always on his mind. I thought you might be able to help me there.'

Mrs. Robinson and her daughter glanced at each other briefly, then looked back at Hannah.

It was Mary who spoke. 'When he was nine years old, my brother walked in on our father abusing me.'

Hannah's jaw dropped in shock. She had imagined terrible things, of course, but nothing nearly as bad as this.

Mary continued 'Our father threatened to break every bone in Sam's body if he ever spoke a word of it to anyone. So Sam kept quiet. It wasn't his fault, of course. He was still a child himself, only a year older than me and not strong enough to fight our father. But I suspect he still blames himself for not telling someone about it.'

'I'm so sorry, Mary. Where is he now? Where is that monster?'

'In prison. Where he belongs,' ground out Mrs. Robinson. Her tone softened and she told Hannah 'Sam never forgave himself for not telling me. I really should have gotten him therapy. It could have helped him a lot, but I didn't want any more people to find out than necessary.'

'I understand. I'll talk to him.'

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