Ch. 22-B
Welcome to part one of three of Chapter 22's B side. This segment focuses on Cocoa, and is not required reading to understand the plot, or the characters. It is smut-heavy, viewer discretion is advised. That said, enjoy!
--Cocoa--
I knew what I was askin’ before I said a word. Heck, I figured Mira an’ Claire both did too. Felt like I was a little kid again, askin’ permission to do somethin’ maybe I ought not. Like I was gonna get in trouble or somethin’. I mean. I knew better. But ya can’t shake a feelin’ like that.
“I reckon what I’m really askin’ for is a little time alone with ‘im.” Why was that so hard to say? It weren’t the first time I had, an’ it weren’t no problem before. The three of them all tried not to laugh, an’ all failed. Couldn’t say as I blamed ‘em. They all knew what I was up to. Got to watch me stutter an’ stammer my way through it all.
Was Tempest who spoke up first, her big, heavy mitt comin’ down on my shoulder. “You earned it.” she said, kissing my cheek. It was all she had to say, before turnin’ away, busyin’ herself with his backpack.
I knew she wanted time with him, maybe more’n all of us. Meant a lot that she’d give it up just ‘cause I asked. Reckoned it meant an awful lot. I owed her one.
A’course, Mira and Claire couldn’a rightly objected after that. Not that I thought they would’ve. Claire flashed me a smile that was downright indecent, givin’ me a swat on the backside as she pushed me towards the other room.
Mira was a little less forward about it, but only just. Her parting quip was tellin’ me it was my turn to milk him dry for a change.
I reckoned I didn’t expect much different. I figured I really didn’t want it any other way. They were who they were, an’ maybe it was wrong. Maybe it was dirty, but could I really say much better for myself? I mean, with what I was about to go an’ do… it weren’t like I could’a judged them none. Nah, I reckoned it started to feel like home, an’ maybe I was enjoyin’ it some.
When I opened the door, the first thing that hit me was the heat, an’ the steam. Boy liked his showers hot. He was hummin’ some little tune or another, an’ I could see him through the frosted glass, hands up in his hair. He hadn’t noticed me, as I slid the door shut an’ crossed the room.
Soap. I loved the smell of his soap, he picked good soap. Weren’t nothin’ fancy or sugary. Weren’t some overbearin’ smell. Nah. Boy liked earthy smells. Trees an’ bark an’ woodlands. Felt right as rain sittin’ close to him after he washed himself.
“Room for one more?” I asked, doin’ my best to not scare him. ‘Course, was a moot point, he jumped a bit, but nudged the door open. Warned me the water was hot, but I mean, honestly what was the point of sayin’ somethin’ so obvious? Sometimes he could be awful thick, ‘cause he was tryin’ to be sweet.
He gave me a hand in, an’ it seemed like I was seein’ him for the first time. I mean, really seein’ him.
He weren’t really tall, I mean, he weren’t short, but ya get used to seein’ some awful big ranch hands. But he was lean an’ trim. All that muscle, an’ he knew how to move it. Weren’t the first time I saw him naked. Not by a long shot. First time I ever felt shy about it, though.
I hadn’t realized I was touchin’ him, ‘til he ran his hand over my head. I must’a looked an awful silly sight, the way I was lookin’ at him. A’course, I knew him well enough, as my eyes met his, I didn’t need to say a word, he knew why I’d come.
He never touched me before. Not the way he did in that moment, his hands sliding over me in the hot, and the wet. It was different, confident, assertive. He pulled me close, an’ I didn’t want to be nowhere else, my arms around him, that warmth, his hands on my shoulders.
I couldn't help but chuckle at the rattlin’ of the bag he taped to his arm. Poor boy, but he’d be out of the cast soon. Knew he was lookin’ forward to it.
But I didn't have much time to think about that, or much else. A whole lot of firsts happened right about then, startin’ with the feel of his lips. He didn't hesitate, an’ he weren't pretendin’. He kissed me, an’ I damn near melted. His hand on my cheek held me, right where he wanted me.
Was the first time I ever felt a man’s hand on my backside. I loved the way he squeezed, pulled me closer, held me there, played with me. I don’t rightly know what I’d expected comin’ in, but the more he did, the more I wanted.
Speakin’ of things I wanted, I could feel it, pressed against me. I’d seen him before, weren’t no surprises there. I backed away just a little, an’ he leaned back against the wall, watchin’ me. I didn’t need to ask him what he was thinkin’, his eyes told me everythin’, an’ I reckoned it was a good place to start.
Well I’d never really done nothin’ like it before, but I figured hell, probably not much different than bein’ at ma’s teat. Slow an’ gentle, I’d take my time givin’ him a good milkin’.
It was awful embarrassin’, the way he was watchin’ me as I suckled on his johnny. But he was so gentle, so sweet, his hand caressin’ me everywhere he could reach. I figured out pretty quick somethin’ he liked, takin’ it deep an’ pullin’ off real slow. He moaned out loud at that, an’ before long, he’d pushed me back against the wall, settin’ the pace himself.
I didn’t mind it, not a bit. Shucks, I wanted him to do it. My hands gripped his hips, pullin’ him in harder an’ he obliged. Forgot all about the shower, an’ jus’ treated me like a milkin’ machine. Lookin’ back on it, I reckon that’s when it really hit me, what we were doin’, an’ what we had become. I wanted to give him what he wanted for a change, an’ he surprised me by takin’ exactly that.
Honest, I was glad he didn’t disappoint me. Pulled out to just the tip, an’ slid his hand along my cheek again, obvious he liked touchin’ me like that. He held me there, dirty grin on his face as he spilled his seed in my open mouth. Whispered down to me how good I looked just like that, an’ it felt wonderful, an’ wrong. Why did I want even more? It was awful strange, but we’d gone too far to stop.
I knew the kind of girls he had. Wouldn’t hurt none to play along, so I made a show of it, rollin’ that salty mess around in my mouth, ‘fore I swallowed it down an’ turned ‘round. If anythin’, the look he gave me as I did it made it even better. The way them girls acted about him was really startin’ to make sense.
Was glad he weren’t too tall. Would’a made the next part a lot harder for us both, all I had to do was bend over. He dropped a knee on the edge of the tub, an’ was inside me ‘fore I could even really steady myself. All that gentle “if you please” tauros crap we’d had between us before was gone in an instant, an’ it felt better’n I’d remembered to have somethin’ big an’ thick inside me.
Nothin’ complicated, nothin’ fancy. Weren’t like the kind o’ games them girls got up to. Nah. We didn’t need nothin’ like that. He was a man, I was a woman, we both wanted it, so we got what we wanted.
His hands on my backside felt damn near magic, an’ he weren’t shy at all about teasin’ me. Ain’t never felt nothin’ like that before, but the way he did it just made me melt.
Best part was, he weren’t gentle at all. I could hear all the wet squelchin’ noises, the slap of his hips against my backside, could feel his fingers scratchin’ against me.
An’ then he spanked me. His hand slapping across my butt as he pushed me against the wall.
Ain’t never known nothin’ could drive me wild like that, but when I felt that second sharp, hot slap, I just about collapsed, then I shoved myself back into him as hard as I could. Again, I wanted it again! Oh sweet mercy, I needed it again!
Never knew I could beg like that. Never knew it would’a felt good to do it. Nah. To be made to do it, more like. He weren’t givin’ me a choice, an’ I didn’t want none at that.
But he obliged, boy did he! He pinned me up against the wall, stuffed me so full of him I damn near wet myself, an spanked me ‘til I came, again an’ again. Shudderin’ tremblin’, an’ in every sense of it, his.
I wanted to believe we both knew without sayin’ a word that somethin’ between us was awful different than it was before. He was gonna do it again, sooner or later, an’ I weren’t gonna do a thing except give him anythin’ he wanted to have. Else, I was gonna do it again, awful soon, an’ he was gonna give me what I came for. If he didn't realize it, I'd make him realize it, night, after night.
Best part was, he didn’t even try to pull out of me. When he came, he flooded me, held me, hot an’ pantin’, his hands sneakin’ around to play with my teats. Kept himself nice an’ deep an’ filled me.
Never thought much of nothin’ ‘bout bein’ bred for the farm. But feelin’ him inside me like that? It sparked somethin’ in me I ain’t never felt before. A longing, a yearning. Somethin’ core to me I’d never even considered before. Ain't never understood before why the older girls got excited about it, but it sure made sense after that.
Maybe we couldn’a, but as he turned me back around, an’ started playin’ with me again, I reckoned there was plenty we could’a, an’ that was plenty for me.
I could see it in his eyes that he weren't nowhere near done, an’ I was happy to oblige. I shut off the water, an’ pulled him out of the shower. He got the hint when I dropped a towel on the floor. As I settled in on top of him, he started toyin’ with my teats.
He didn't care at all what a mess we made, an’ ‘fore long, I was lickin’ my own sweet cream off his chest as he bounced me in his lap, his strong, confident hands tuggin’ at my ass, keepin’ me just where he wanted me.
Was a moment of confusion, an’ disappointment when he slipped out, but then I felt him. What he was after. Another first, an’ it was all his. Honest, I only wished I could’a talked myself into lettin’ him have it sooner.
Feelin’ him slide up back there weren't nothin’ like I expected. Went in deep an’ easy, an’ he started kissin’ me all over as he pulled me down on his johnny.
Was a weird feelin’ at first, but it started gettin’ awful good, awful quick. He had tried to be gentle about it, but I reckoned as I was on top, it was mine to have. I pushed him back, takin’ that hot slab of lovin’ as deep an’ hard as I could.
After everything we’d already done, it took some time, but when he filled me, he moaned, long an’ loud, his hands grippin’ at my thighs as he pumped up into my ass. I ain’t never known a girl could feel good like that, but the way it pushed and pulled on me deep inside was damn near the best thing I ever had. I didn’t stop when he was done, an’ he didn’t try an make me.
When it finally pushed me over the edge, all I could do was hold on tight an’ ride it out. I couldn’t hold it back at all, an’ I heard my own voice echoin’ back at me as I wrapped my arms around the boy, an’ let it go.
Funny thing, we’d just got out of the shower, but we were both headed right back in. I’d have felt bad if it hadn’t felt so damned good. Besides, it’d wash off, mostly. I’d be carryin’ a part of him inside me all night, an’ I reckoned the girls would know what a slutty miltank smelled like, but maybe that was part of the fun.
Took us some doin’ to stumble back into the shower, an’ I washed him, an’ his johnny. He just kept touchin’ me all over. If I weren't worn out, he'd have had to do me again. I wanted it, bad. Judgin’ by the way he kept kissin’ me an’ squeezin’ my backside, he did too. But we weren’t up for another go just yet.
After a while, he sat on the edge of the tub, an’ suckled on me, slow an’ sweet.
His mouth on my teats felt like heaven, I hoped my hands rubbin’ his happily spent johnny were even half that good. It felt so right to feed him like that. I hoped he’d do it more. I’d have to ask, if he didn’t.
When it was all said an’ done, he pulled me into his arms again, an’ kissed me, long an’ lovin’. Neither of us said a word, just held each other close, an’ shared the moment.
I reckoned a whole lot of things changed for us that night. Just like the others, I was his girl. I didn’t mind it though, that there were others. He made me feel awful special, an’ I knew I made him feel the same.
An’ if that weren’t love, it was close enough for me.