New Town

[Newstart]

In a moment of calm that lasted less than an instant Bob knew that they were going to cum at the same time and that it was that time now.

He could feel Claire gathering strength for the scream that would herald her release and suddenly it was here, her orgasm, bucking, writhing, violent, flooding his mouth, his face and his neck with her cum, filling his mouth with the sweet nectar of her release.

Bob was forced to swallow and gasp for air as her juices overwhelmed him.

And then in that same moment of serene calm he could feel a groan starting in his belly and travelling to his mouth as Claire took him into the depths of her throat.

He exploded into her, jetting his semen into her throat, thrusting and pushing, lost in the primitive urge to plant his seed as deep as possible.

And all the while Claire's sweet mouth and lips, milking him, draining him completely.

 

[kfrye]

Claire swallowed all that she could. Some seeped out the corner of her mouth. She wiped it with her hand and finally emerging from his cock licked her hand. Fatigued from the act she fell back down on him, her head nestled on his thigh. Her one hand smoothly playing with his balls and softening dick. That's when she heard the door open upstairs. her eyes went wide in fear.

"Claire?" Her husbands commanding voice belted out. Her heart began racing. She heard him head upstairs. That would buy them some time. she found some clothes and quickly got dressed. Wiping away the sex as well as she could.

"God what do we do? I can't talk to him like this he'll know. He'll..." She didn't even want to think about what he'd do if he found out.

 

[Newstart]

Bob was alert in an instant, alert to the sounds above them and alert to the fear in Claire's voice.

Something had been bothering him all along and now he knew it.
It was her lip.

Her husband was a wife beater.

Bob pulled his pants and trainers on and threw his t-shirt over his head.
It was time for action.

"OK. All theses houses have a second fire entrance to the basement. It's building code. We'll get out that way and go over to my place. We can think about what's next when we get there."

He pulled her to him and kissed her deeply.
"And just to let you know, no one has ever made me feel the way you just did, no one, ever. Let's go."

 

[kfrye]

Claire only took a moment to enjoy his compliment before heading with him out the fire exit over to his house. It would look conspicuous if someone saw but she didn't think anyone did.

"God he's going to kill me. I just know he's going to find out. Oh my God what did I do?" She began breaking down, trembling, shivering, shaking, crying.

 

[Newstart]

Bob pushed Claire out of the fire escape and into the garden. They ran across the grass and he almost threw her over the dividing fence.

He dragged her to the ground behind it, out of sight from her own house.

"I don't know about him killing you. I'll kill the bastard if I get my hands on him."

 

[kfrye]

"Noooooo. No don't Bob. He... he's dangerous." She felt her hand reach to her lip where he'd hit her. She was so horrified of him. Yelling at her. Cornering her. She shivered underneath him. Her other hand holding his shirt.

"Promise me you won't go after him. Promise me please." Her hand rubbing down his chest softly. A subtle way of preventing him from getting up. Not that she could stop him.

 

[Newstart]

"OK but this isn't finished yet. This is what you do. Come into the house and get a shower and then you're going to walk back to your place as if nothing happened. Say you've been having a look at the new neighbours. I'll keep an eye out for him."

He held her face in his hands and kissed her.

"It's going to be alright.. Promise."

 

[kfrye]

She nodded, accepting his plans. They got up and he led her inside where she got undressed and stepped into the shower. Soaping herself up and making sure she was completely clean. Running through what she was going to say to him in her head. She hoped he wouldn't overreact.

(OOC want me to just play my husband or would you mind playing him as an npc for a bit. I doubt he'll be a factor forever.)

 

[Newstart]

OOC i'll play him. got to take a break

 

[Alexandra1979]

Alexis Santos

Alexis Santos, age 28, is an heiress and socialite who loves to seduce men, thus leading to her series of failed marriages before she admitted that she couldn't be faithful. She had decided to hold out for a man who could accept an open marriage, figuring that couldn't take long. She didn't want to hurt another man again.

That was why she was here. She wanted a fresh start in a new town, to use her exotic Greek charms on the men around here. Why not? She had cash and only one real chore in her life: her rather slow, but steady pursuit of a psychology degree, so that she could figure out why her father had left her for her grandparents to raise when her mother died giving birth to her.

Her favorite sex act is fellatio, followed by doggie-style, and then missionary with her legs up in the air. Anal is nice, too, but despite stereotypes, being Greek didn't make her a fanatic for Greek love. Cunnilingus is also good, but she mainly loves to have a man dominate and take her forcefully. She is attracted to virile, powerful men. She has no use for the wimpy, milktoast sort.

She also loves to show off her body, especially by undressing and displaying her swarthy, lithe body in the window. Her dark tresses of silky hair were meant to appeal to any red-blooded man who wasn't gay. Quite a few women liked them, too, and Alexis didn't rule out the occasional bi fling, though she still preferred men by far. Sapphic lust was just an occasional itch to scratch.

Hoping to give the local Peeping Toms some masturbation fodder, she deliberately left her window open as she changed into something more casual: a pair of shorts and a tank top.

 

[1677]

Joseph wanted Dr Habib to help him. What would it take?

 

[Newstart]

Bob stopped outside the bathroom. He could hear the shower running and
he knocked on the door.

"You OK in there? I've got fresh towels."

He was still seething from the discovery of what Claire's husband had done to her and yet still elated by their lovemaking.

But right now she needed support. She was going to have to take the lead in the unfolding drama.

"Claire?"

 

[yevkassem72]

Dr. Charles Habib

Joseph wanted Dr Habib to help him. What would it take?

"So, acne, oui? Well, we can take a look at it and hopefully you won't need a dermatologist, which isn't my specialty. We can see about what to do. I hope that we can get along here. It sounds like it, Bill," he patted the youth on the back.

"Tell me, what does your girlfriend say about your acne?"

 

[1677]

"Uh girlfriend? Well Doc I uh... well I don't really have a girlfriend, well not a real person type girlfriend."

Joseph was blushing. He wasn't sure how much he should say to Dr Habib.
His mother didn't know about the porn sites he spent most of his spare time on and, more importantly, she didn't know about the membership fees he was loading onto her credit cards.
He needed to know what the deal was.

"So Doc, is it true that you can't tell anyone about what I say to you? I mean it's the same as a priest yeah?"

 

[yevkassem72]

Dr. Habib

"Uh girlfriend? Well Doc I uh... well I don't really have a girlfriend, well not a real person type girlfriend."

Joseph was blushing. He wasn't sure how much he should say to Dr Habib.
His mother didn't know about the porn sites he spent most of his spare time on and, more importantly, she didn't know about the membership fees he was loading onto her credit cards.
He needed to know what the deal was.

"So Doc, is it true that you can't tell anyone about what I say to you? I mean it's the same as a priest yeah?"

"Well, yes, anything that you tell me as a patient is in confidence. It's like a priest hearing confession as you say, or like a lawyer and his client. Is there something that you want to tell me in private in my house, since I am not at the clinic?"

 

[1677]

Joseph looked around. He didn't want anyone to know what he was doing.

"Uh well Ok Doc. You got a Coke?"

JOseph followed the doctor into his house.

 

[yevkassem72]

Dr. Habib

Joseph looked around. He didn't want anyone to know what he was doing.

"Uh well Ok Doc. You got a Coke?"

JOseph followed the doctor into his house.

"Sure, I can get one, if you wish. I also have stronger beverages, if you prefer. I may be Arab, but I'm not exactly a Muslim, if you get the difference," Dr. Habib smiled at Bill.

 

[1677]

Joseph took a pull on his beer and fiddled with the label, trying to peel it off from one corner. He was uncertain now that he was here whether this was such a good idea.

I mean who is this guy? he thought. He could be anyone.

But he had the shingle on his porch and some impressive framed certificates on the wall and the Doc seemed friendly enough. He decided to go for it.

"So you can fix my acne huh?" He looked at Dr Habib and continued.

"Truth is Doc I don't have a real girlfriend." He looked down and shuffled his feet on the rug.
Strange just to have old rugs on the floor, he thought. Couldn't he afford real wall to wall carpet like everyone else?

"I mean I know a lot of girls to talk to," he continued, looking again at Dr Habib "but they're just girls I meet on the web."

He drank some more beer. The alcohol was starting to loosen his tongue.

"So, if you fix my acne d'you think I might get a real girl?"

 

[PredatorX]

Jake Warner

Jake Warner, Age 31, 6 feet tall, Athletic built. Black hair, tied in a ponytail and blue eyes. Been released from jail after a manslaughter charge after he killed a man who was assaulting Jake's girlfriend at the time. He never intended to kill the man but it happened none the less. Now he have moved to this town in an attempt to start over after 5 years in jail.

IC:
What to do Jake wondered as he quickly looked through his resum'e. Not very impressive. He had worked in a auto repair shop before he was sent to jail. Not many hire convicts. Not even in low standard jobs he mused. He layed down the paper and stared out the window. Thanks to a good friend he could at least afford this small house. It meant that he was in deep debt but he had a life at last.

He felt the restlessness he had adapted in the cell he spent the last years. He changed to his training overall and left the house on one of his routine runs.

 

[1677]

OCC 1677 going offline - back later

 

[yevkassem72]

Dr. Habib

Joseph took a pull on his beer and fiddled with the label, trying to peel it off from one corner. He was uncertain now that he was here whether this was such a good idea.

I mean who is this guy? he thought. He could be anyone.

But he had the shingle on his porch and some impressive framed certificates on the wall and the Doc seemed friendly enough. He decided to go for it.

"So you can fix my acne huh?" He looked at Dr Habib and continued.

"Truth is Doc I don't have a real girlfriend." He looked down and shuffled his feet on the rug.
Strange just to have old rugs on the floor, he thought. Couldn't he afford real wall to wall carpet like everyone else?

"I mean I know a lot of girls to talk to," he continued, looking again at Dr Habib "but they're just girls I meet on the web."

He drank some more beer. The alcohol was starting to loosen his tongue.

"So, if you fix my acne d'you think I might get a real girl?"

"Well, I can try to get you medicine for that, and if that fails, I can refer you to a dermatologist, who can certainly improve your chances of finding a woman. If that's what you want. It shouldn't be an issue. Mind you, we can do more official check-ups and consultation in my clinic. Just check-in with my receptionist tomorrow. I can't very well treat you right now in my present state," Dr. Habib remarked, before finishing another glass of Cognac.

He couldn't help but have lustful thoughts about the young man present in his house, despite his usual hetero preferences. He was relatively smooth and soft young man, exactly the sort to be a good exception.

 

[kfrye]

"Oh yeah a towel. I forgot. Would you mind bringing one in?" She asked while still cleaning herself. She just knew her husband was going to be drinking. Then she remembered the beer. If he found the bottles. The bowls of ice cream. He was going to put two and two together. She now knew she didn't want to go home. She wouldn't tell Bob though. What was one more beating when it'd happened all too many times before?

 

[1677]

"OK Doc I'll check by tomorrow. Thanks for the beer."

Joseph walked over to where Dr Habib was seated and shook his hand.

"Yeah, thanks," he said again.

He noticed that the doctor had very smooth hands, smooth like his moms. He guessed that was because he was a doctor and knew how to keep them that way.
The way the guy was seated with Joseph standing infront of him to shake his hand, Joseph had a clear view of the doctor.
He could swear that the guy had a hard on. The front of his pants were tented with what to Joseph looked like the guys hidden cock.

Wierd, he thought. Maybe that's just the way it was with imported suits.

He went out the front door, dropping his skateboard onto the sidewalk.
Across the road a guy was jogging, a big guy with a ponytail.
Joseph waved and pushed off towards home.

The town was filling up.

 

[Newstart]

Bob opened the bathroom door and stood for a moment watching Claire in the shower.

She was standing facing the shower, letting the water cascade off her breasts and down her belly. He still had the taste of her in his mouth.

Then with shock he noticed bruising on her back and shoulders. He hadn't seen them before in the darkness of the cellar.
He called to her.

"So it wasn't just your lip hey? When did he do this to you?"

 

[kfrye]

She'd forgotten about the other bruises and turning to him tried to think of something quick but nothing came. Her head dipped in shame.

"A week ago or so. It was my fault I didn't pick up the right things for his dinner party." She admitted, covering herself as best she could.