(This the second half to my story Thursday, but no worries if you have not read it for this story stands on it's own ;))
It had been 6months since that Thursday when he had touched me, violated me in the most pleasurable of ways. For so long I wondered and worried if he would come back. He never did, but in the back of my mind I wanted him to. I knew what he had done was wrong, in a sense he had raped me yet I enjoyed it, I had wanted it. He had forced that wanting on me; I did not ask him to come inside my apartment that afternoon, I did not ask him to fuck me till I was raw. Though I didn't beg him to stop once he was pounding my holes unmercifully.
I think of him constantly it seems, hating him and wanting him at the same time. One afternoon while dropping off my rent check I ran into my landlord at the mailbox, we started a casual conversation when he mentioned "him" his son. My heart skipped a beat and my palms began to shake, I didn't know if it was in fear or lust. He told me that "he" had joined a band and they were touring on the east coast, he laughed and said it was his sons calling to travel from one club to another, that since he was young he was obsessed with music. I didn't know how I felt knowing that he was no longer in the same state.
My confusion continued for what seems like forever. I dated off and on in the 6month time frame, sometime casual dinners and brief making out, other times hardcore fucking and a fake I'll call you sometime. I didn't care really; I wasn't looking for some one on a permanent basis. On the nights that I was alone I would lay in bed, the same bed that he had done those things to me on and I would fantasize about him sneaking in while I slept. I would imagine his fingers trailing lightly up my arm down my cheek, lightly caressing my lips. I would be startled awake and he would press the palm of his hand against my mouth
"shh" he would whisper; holding a finger up to his pursed lips. He would tell me with his eyes alone that I was not to make a sound if I knew what was good for me. My body would writhe and slide on my sheets as my fingers would play along the creases of my womanhood, as I imagined them being first his hands then his swollen cock. I would climax hard, drenching my fingers in my juices, once I had my heart under control I would curl up and cry myself to sleep. What was wrong with me? How could I lust and need someone who I knew had violated me? Slowly I was realizing that in my own way I was falling in love with this person I did not know any good of. I tried therapy but it did nothing for me, just made me feel even more of a fool. That’s when I decided to visit a friend, maybe getting away from it all would heal my body enough that I could get back to my normal routine of being a nonchalant, sex is for fun, fuck em and leave em female again.
Casey lived in Boston, Mass. and for years had invited me to come visit her. She had moved there for college and once her 4 years was up she decided to stay permanently. She seemed to love it.
"You really should come and visit, you'd love it here." she would say and finally this time I agreed, so here I am. I was waiting for Casey to get out of the bathroom; we were going to a local club that was featuring a hardcore type band called Regrets and Mistakes. I had never heard of them but the name got my attention. I was the odd man out where I lived in my music choice, but here I fit right in. I was looking forward to our night out, good music good company and maybe after good sex. Laughing to myself thinking 'a girl could dream' I turned to see Casey standing in the doorway to the bathroom looking stunning as always in black jeans and a black mock turtle neck tank top.
"Well you ready to get the hell out of here?" she asked me reaching her hand out and clasping mine.
"Absolutely" I smiled, squeezing her hand. We drove to the club with music blaring and the windows down letting the wind make a mess of the hair we had spent time trying to make manageable. Walking into the club we were surprised at how packed it was, it was an hour yet till the main band was to start yet it looked as if every seat in the house was taken. We ordered our drinks and proceeded to hunt down a table with a couple single guys; thinking maybe if we flirted a little they'd invite us to sit. Luckily for us the house band sucked and a couple at a table near the stage decided to leave and offered us their seats. Not hesitating a moment we sat and got comfy, chatting about mundane things such as clothing, shoes (both of our passion) and music.
Shortly the lights went down and the Mc got on stage to announce the band. They came on with a vengeance. The crowd all stood up and sorta yelled, screamed and moved the best we could to the hella hott music. They were awesome; the lead singer wasn't bad looking either. The rest of the band was still in the dark as the lights hadn't come all the way up. Then out of the darkness there "he" was. He had stepped forward to start screaming emotionally into the microphone. My heart stopped right then and there.
It had been 6 long months that I had hated, dreamed, lusted and wanted him, now there he was standing right in front of me. I just stood there staring at him, he looked gorgeous under the lights, his hair looking like dark silk and his dark eyes sparkling, he looked perfect screaming the heart breaking lyrics. Casey tapped my arm.
"Hun you look like you saw a ghost, what’s up? do you not like em?" she asked. I just looked at her for a moment. What could I say? I couldn't tell her that the bassist, yelling his heart out had had his way with me and pretty much raped me could I? No I snapped out of it, he didn't see me, he wouldn't see me I decided. I smiled at Casey.
"No I'm fine, sorry, just kinda got lost in the music," I say laughing "I'm gonna go get another drink" I tell her walking off. I would so need another drink if I was to make it through this night. walking back to my seat, with my nerves a little more calm I nearly ran into a drunk guy which draws the attention of the now conversing with the crowd lead singer.
"Oops watch it there" he laughs and all eyes are on me. Two steps from my seat and he sees me. He recognizes me, he stares and I stare. I keep walking never taking my eyes off him. Then he does something that I would expect, he smiles that devilish grin. I reached my seat and fall hard into it. Damn him, he has made my knees weak. This isn't happening I think to myself, for Casey's benefit I try and get control of myself and enjoy the rest of their set. To be honest they are awesome and their lyrics are killer. Soon I’m enjoying and forgetting that "he's" up there.
After an hour of playing they leave the stage for what I assume is the back stage area and hopefully out a back door. Casey and I sit there drinking our 3rd drink of the night and discussing the band in general. We both agree that they were well worth the 5dollar cover charge. Suddenly I see Casey's eyes grow round as saucers, and I know someone is behind me. She smiles this shitty grin as I feel a tap on my shoulder then the press of someone’s cheek against mine, and the warm whisper of:
"Never thought I'd see you here princess." Instantly my pulse speeds up, it all comes rushing back to me. My body reacts, my hands become sweaty, my heart beats faster, my breathing becomes rapid and shallow. Not to mention that my nipples get hard and my pussy gets moist. He does all this to me without laying a hand on me. I turn and look into his dark foreboding eyes. I just stare, I don't know what to say to him, I mean what does one say to their attacker, all be it an attacker that I've lusted after for 6 months. Casey saves the moment by asking to be introduced. Reaching for my drink I take a huge swallow trying to moisturize my now dry mouth. I introduce them and he invites himself to sit down. He talks to Casey making small talk. I can't believe the balls on this kid, he's just sitting there as if we are old friends and not what we are. He places his hand on my thigh and starts rubbing up and down, slowly gliding is fingers to the inside of my thigh. My god it feels so good and deep down I know this isn't a sane thing to be happening but at the moment I no longer care. I open my legs a little wider letting him know how I want things to advance.
"Excuse me, or us for a moment would you? I would love to dance with this beauty." He says to Casey, reaching down and pulling me to my feet. I don't say a word I just follow him. He leads me to a small dance floor located to the side of the stage. Pulling me close in his arms he starts talking to me in hushed tones.
"I've thought about you a lot, thinking of how good it felt to be inside you. How you said no, but your body said yes." I tried pulling away from him at his reminders. He held tight not letting me move and inch.
"No princess, your not going anywhere, your right where you want to be and we both know it. Why bother denying it? I could feel the heat from that sweet pussy of yours." My face turned beat red, not that I could see it but I certainly could feel it. He was right and it was futile of me to deny it. He pulled me as close as he could and kissed the side of my neck, instantly goose bumps formed all down my skin. His teeth glided down my neck then at my collar bone he bit me. Not hard enough to draw blood but enough to make me cry out in mild pain. His hands then went to my ass and squeezed, looking in my eyes he said
"I'm gonna fuck you, tonight right now." I tried to shake my head no, how? there was no way.
"Oh yes doll, I'm gonna slide my thick, hard cock deep inside that tight wet pussy of yours. I'm gonna fuck you till your screaming in pain and pleasure." My muscles turned into liquid at his words and he held me tighter keeping me from hitting the floor in a heap. He laughed that evil laugh of his that probably sent girls to their knees at his feet.
"Lets go princess." he pulled me towards a dark hallway.
"Wait, I can't just leave I have to tell Casey." I say digging in my heels trying to get him to stop.
