CHAPTER THREE
Little Rascal
This story and its subsequent follow-ons are a work of pure fiction. This is merely a story and should be treated as such.
There was this spark, this wave of electricity whenever Olivia entered a room. She instantly gave of this… this energy. It was both invigorating and intimidating to look at. Even being in her presence at times left me feeling a little… inadequate. She was so beautiful I often lost myself. In those huge round eyes I could lose minutes, hours, even, days. Just the thought of her gave me tingles.
Click, click. She snapped her fingers. Shaking my head I came back too. The girls already finding common ground, namely laughing at me. "Don't worry. He Gets like this sometimes."
I came to with a blaring headache. "See you too are getting along."
"Sure are… 'Mister D'." Olivia giggled. How long had I been out of it.
My sexy little cheerleader stood up, puling her skirt down as she stood. "Opps. Almost flashed yah." She winked. I always found Olivia was like two different people. The stage version, and the sweet girl I had fallen in love with… wait, was that the first time I ever said that. I was in love with Olivia. Fuck me. As if things with Rachel weren't already odd enough. Our little 'arrangement' had begun as a little bit of fun, but somewhere down the track I had developed feelings for Olive… or where they there before Rachel. I really didn't know anymore. I couldn't know. Am I rambling? I feel like I'm rambling. Ahhhhhhhhhh!
These girls are rubbing off on me… and not in the fun way I was used too.
"Well…" She said with a look laced with speculation. "I've gotta get back out there. But you two… stay out of trouble will yah… and I'm talking to you Danny."
"Naaaw. But I want him in me." Jenna pouted.
Olivia gave a giggle before standing at the entrance to the room and taking a deep breath. I could tell by the way she was standing something was up.
I walked to her side. My hand found that spot on the back of her neck that made her coo. "Everything will be alright. And if you need me… at all… just call my name, and I'll be there. Always my Olive."
She swung to face me. "You really do mean that don't you."
My hands found hers as our fingers wove together. I pulled her palms to my cheeks. "I will be here for you. Through storm and rain, through drought and thunder. Through the apocalypse and to the day after that. And not because it's my job. No. We both know why Liv. We have for a while now and…"
"I love you too Danny." She saved me from spiralling further. A kiss on my cheek to seal the moment. "We'll talk after, yeah?"
"Of course." She made me smile so heavily I felt goofy and insecure.
Ahem. "Troubles here and she wants some dick."
Olivia laughed. "Someone likes the naughty girls. Seems like you have another Rachel on your hands. Be careful…" She warned giving me a wink as she disappeared in a magical puff of perfume. My sweet Olive.
I turned around not knowing exactly what to expect. I steadied myself. Hmmmmmm.
1.
I was actually pleasantly surprised. I mean the alternative was her diving on me and bringing me to my knees. Instead she was relatively calm considering how how the night began. She held her hands out for me to come. Rolling my eyes, I went to her. "Come here you." I said taking her again in my arms.
"I feel like we were having a moment before we were interrupted."
"Hmmm. Me too. It's actually the closest I've been to anyone since… oh fuck it. Since my ex; Bella. You remember. The girl you caught mw with in your poolhouse."
"Yeah. I remember. You too seemed happy together."
"We are… I mean… were. That's, hhhhh, it's still hard to say."
"I can relate."
"Really. How was Eve?'
"Eve??" I asked not catching the sarcasm in her tone till the smile broke. "Oh haha you. Yup, I'm so old I dated the first woman in existence haha you got me. You know thirty-eight isn't that old right."
"Seriously Mister D, that's almost double my age."
"Oh God. Don't remind me." I chuckled.
Her mood shifted. "Sorry Mist…"
I touched her hand which at first she recoiled but then slowly let me take. "Please call me Danny. Makes me feel… not so old." We both laughed.
"Okay." She agreed. "But, only if you call me ReeRee. My friends call me ReeRee. Well, if I had any friends left."
"I'm assuming Bella had something to do with that too?"
She nodded.
"What a… wait, can I say it..?"
She smiled and nodded a grin appearing from cheek to cheek
"Biiiiiitttttttcccccchhhhhhhh!" I extended every letter bringing a huge beaming smile to her dower face.
"You know… you look really beautiful when you smile Jen… ReeRee."
2.
"Mister… Danny, are you hitting on me."
"Why, do you want me too?" I mused back.
"You couldn't handle me Danny." There was both a sense of sarcasm but something also hiding just shy of the surface.
"That girl didn't deserve you. And you deserve…"
She shook her head. "Danny. Don't. Don't do that. Please." She looked hollow from the pain, a shell of what she used to.
"I don't think you need to be handled, just taken care of."
"Why, are you gonna take care of me Daddy?" She said jokingly.
"If you want me too." No innuendo, no strings. Just genuine care. It was weird, and even more so given I was bare chested and she was wearing nothing under my jacket, but there was a strange protective urge towards her. Maybe it was my missing Rachel or my hardwired hero complex. I don't know really. Jenna was just… Jenna. A sweet girl with a lot of heaviness weighing down on he young shoulders in ways reminding me of myself.
"Are you always this protective Danny?"
"I don't know. I guess…" Do I tel her? Fine. "Jenna, I… there's just something about you. It makes me crazy I can't put my finger on it. I just, I'm drawn to you in ways I can't fully describe. I want to be there for you, to help you, to protect you…"
"Whoa whoa whoa Mister." She chided. "Is someone catching feels over here?"
I remembered Rachel saying something similar but for the life of me I failed to remember its meaning. "I… I… I…"
"Danny, I'm just fucking with yah. It's fine. Seems like you have your plate full with Rachel and… did I sense something from you and Olivia there too?"
"It's…"
"Complicated." She assumed, beating me to the punch.
"You have no idea." I sighed loudly. For some reason however, I felt like I could speak to her openly and without judgement. "I love Rachel. There is no denying it. The way she makes me feel. The way I miss her when shes nt around… The things I think about her when I'm alone…"
"La la la la la." She noted loudly her fingers in her ears like a child.
"Oh, sorry. Sorry. I get a little carried away when I think about her."
"No shit." She quipped. "I've seen your girl. She is one fine girl you have there Mister D."
"Hey hey. She's mine. Hands to yourself, trouble."
Her tongue poking out. "I'd prefer my hands on her."
"Don't even gon there missy."
She batted her eyelids with her arms crossed over her chest pressing her cute little rack up. "Sorry Daddy."
Bloody girls were going to give me a heart attack. "You know, you kind of remind me of her a little."
"Why, because I'm young nad hot and your an old man." She teased.
"Hey, I seem to remember you calling me hot not to long ago."
"Hyped up on sex." I knew it was a joke but it still stung my ego. My face must of drooped a little. "Oh shit Danny. I'm sorry. I was just joking. Seriously you actually are… you know. Really handsome." I could see something scratching to escape her lips. "You know… before I 'knew' I was into girls… I kinda had a bit of a crush on you Mister D." In her eyes I could see that look of panic like she wasn't prepared for the words leaving her lips.
"Oh really. I… I didn't notice." I admitted.
"Um. I should hope not. I was like fifteen Mister D." She spurred me. "Gosh you really are a dirty bastard aren't yah."
"Hey now. I wasn't the one with a crush." I fought back.
3.
"I guess not." SHe admitted. "I just remember one day you came home and took me and T out for ice-cream randomly. We were…"
"At that place up on the coast… um… what was it called? It had a cheesy name. Can you remember?"
"'A Scoop A Day'." she said jogging my tired memory. Man. Maybe I was getting old. Don't tell Rachel. I'll never hear the end of the mocking.
"That's right. That day was horrendous. The rain was bucketing."
"Yeah I remember. Wasn't there hail as well."
"Oh my god yes. When we got there it was pissing down and I had to take my jacket off to keep you dry. Then it started to hail and I wa getting pelted with mini golf balls. God it was sore."
She touched my arm gently. Feeling her warm touch comforted me. "That's kinda when it started." She blushed. "I never really had someone look after me like that before." Our hands found one another. Fingers dancing around each others palms. My index meeting hers with our fingers touching at the tips.
A glow from the overhead light caught in her iris illuminating my reflection and hers back in mine. An endless loop broken by me pulling away with no small amount of willpower summoned.
She broke out laughing. "Oh God Danny. It's just a kiss. Not like I said 'Oh Daddy please make love to me'." She said it in that tone that made everything sound dumb.
"It's not that Jenna. It's…"
Another stroke of my arm had me tingling down my spine. Her touch like pure electricity coursing through me. "You're conflicted. She gave you permission but you're not sure you can?"
"Am I that transparent?"
"More like I've had my fair share of complicated. I can see the conflict in you because I've been there. Danny, can I ask you something… it's really personal though."
I took a deep breath before confronting her soul sucking eyes once more. "You're in love with two people aren't you. Olivia… and Rachel."
I had only recently confirmed it myself. "Yes." I said in a sombre drone. What was it about her that made me feel so comfortable to open up like this.
"You know it was the same for me. I liked Tommy and this girl at my school. But I didn't want to admit to myself I liked girls just then. It was… It wasn't easy."
"You're talking about home right. I kinda got the feeling your dad wasn't on board with who you liked."
She nodded. "Dad is kinda…"
"A dick." I added, waiting for her reaction.
"Yeah ha. He is. Everyone thinks he's so nice. Gosh."
"I never really liked him myself. Sorry if that's blunt."
"No worries." She started. "He doesn't really like you either. But to be fair he doesn't really like anyone."
I couldn't help my sensitivities. That was a little rude. I was nice. Que Sera as they say.
"He… he…" Sadness welled in the room as a flood of tears drenched her face.
"Jenna. What's the matter?" My voice faltering seeing her so broken.
"Danny… he throw me out. He threw me out because I'm… I'm…"
I latched my arms tight around her and piled her into my burly arms. "Don't… don't cry. It's alright. It's alright. Shhhhh."
Her little arms fell loose around my waist but mine only tightened. "It'll be okay. It'll be okay." I said on repeat. I wasn't totally sure who I was trying to assure here, whether it be her or me. I felt her body slipping, her tears drenching my chest. It's what she needed to hear, but not what she wanted to. She wasn't Rachel or Lera or Olivia. She was Jenna. It took me this long to realise that.
"The world is a shit place. Filled with even worse people. Sometimes there people we don't know, but its worse when they are. Jenna. I won't sugar coat it. Even in 2023 there will be some small minded ignorant intolerant bastards out there like your father. You won't always find accepting people. And to them I say, your loss. But there are others Jenna. Just know that. I don't give a fuck if your gay, transgender, bi-sexual, pan-sexual, whatever. Your a girl who deserves love. That's all there is to it."
4.
"But Danny. You don't get it. I have no where to go. I have nothing."
"You have me. And Olivia. And Tommy. Together we'll help okay. I promise. And for now, until the tours done, you can take my bed on the bus. Alright. Alright?"
"What about after Mister D? I don't know what I'm going to do."
"You'll come and stay with me. Until we can find you somewhere… if you want that is. It's up to you. Me and my ex-wife lease a place out in New York. Or I'm sure Olive wouldn't mind you staying with her in LA. Plus we have a sleepout at home. Jenna, what I'm saying is we have plenty of space. You are always welcome. I told you that the first time I met you and it's still true today."
Her sobbing trailed off with a few remaining tears staining her cheeks.
"Here." I offered the cuff of my jacket to clear away her tears. "Your serious, aren't you?"
"When it comes to this yes."
She planted herself against my chest with her ear resting against my beating heart. "Fuck anyone who doesn't 'accept' you. It's your choice whether you accept them into your life too you know. Don't ever bow down to what society as a whole sees as 'acceptable'."
"It's easier said than done Danny."
I gripped her hand a little more firmly making her look at me. "Jenna. Jenna. Nothing easy is worthwhile. And you show me something more worthwhile than love. This world has enough hate in it."
There was that smile again that had my brain running circles. "You are quite wise Mister D."
"Wisdom comes from mistakes and trust me… I've made plenty."
"Was… was I a mistake?"
This time I didn't hesitate. "Of course not." My palm found her cheek as we drew our lips together. The polar opposite of how our night had begun. Where things had started with a rough all consuming passion fuelled romp to a much more gentle and real emotion filled kiss. Just a kiss. We didn't need anymore than that.
"Your a good kisser Danny."
"Ha. So are you."
"Do you know what else I'm good at.. Daddy." A shift like an imbalance in the force rolled through me.
Her mood and body shifting. "Do I dare guess." I asked.
5.
She held her hands at her back and tilted her head. "Daddy…"
"What do you want Jenna?"
"A big, strong Daddy to protect me." She flashed me that sexy smile. 'Peez Daddy." Her lip quivering while her eyes burned bright with desire.
"Big and strong… I think I know someone."
"Yaaay." She jumped up and down.
"You wanna meet him."
She nodded her head enthusiastically. "Yes please Daddy. Yes please."
I undid the top button on my pants and left my fingers to linger around my zipper. "I think he's a little shy."
"Oh Daddy that's not good. Can I do something to make him more comfortable?" She bit her bottom lip.
"Ummmm. Maybe. I'm not sure. He likes dancing?" I teased as my hands slipped up the inside of my jacket and ran across her spectacular physique. I ran my hands up her toned physique feeling every curvature in her chest .All the way up till I felt the thin papery lace of her bra.
"Mmmmm. Danny. Your hands. There so big. And rough. Oh Danny I want you. I want you so bad."
I retracted my hand, my fingers not wanting to leave her skin. "Show me. Show me baby."
Jenna looked as ready as I was. Ready to rip each others clothes off right there. To drown in each others sweat and feel the warmth of one another's bare flesh upon us. Her tiny body but a paperweight to me. She clambered atop me. Her thighs straddling me. "You want me to dance for you Daddy?"
"Yes. Dance for Daddy."
She proceeded to shimmy her shoulders. My jacket falling loose around her shoulders. She ground her hips against my ever growing waist. "Mmmm Daddy. You like it Daddy, you like it?"
"Ahem." Was about all I could muster without my cock breaking the zipper open and piercing her as she danced. Well, dance may have been a over statement. At this point it was more appropriate to call it what it was… a very heated, very sexual foreplay.
She shifted her weight using her body to ride me dry. "Oh Daddy. Do you feel that? Yeah. It feels good doesn't it. Mmmm yeah Daddy. Can you picture it. I bet you can. You wanna see Daddy. Uh huh. Okay. Here you go Daddy."
Reaching for the buttons, she flicked each off with a snap. "Three…" She counted them down. Each of the buttons taunting me waiting for me to tear them from her hot naked flesh.
"Two…"
I caught a glimpse of her thin black laced bra cupping her perky little breasts in a way that had me endlessly jealous.
"One…"
The final hurdle to her delicious body was cleared with only the twilight coloured bra left. She flung off my jacket leaving it hit the floor to the side of us. Her arms above her head she urged me with her eyes.
I kissed my way up her torso. "Uh… Danny…" A catch in her throat had her swallow my name hard.
I held my hands round her waist and worked ehr body with my lips. From the tightness of her abs to the curve of her heaving belly as I closed on her bra. She breathed in heavier as I closed. My lips but an inch from the rim. "Take it off Danny. Take it please."
I ran my tongue along the underside of the tit as she hummed in my ear. "Mmmmmm, Danny."
Taking my tongue and slipping it beneath the ring on her bra I wiggled my tongue beneath for the first time feeling the warmth of her boob on me. "Danny stop… stop teasing."
With a bite, I clasped it between my teeth and in one smooth flick of my wrist freed it from her body. "Ohhh." Her mouth agape. I didn't even feel that Danny. Mmmm you are good with your hands aren't you."
"Let me show you." I whispered. My hot breath ringing in her ear.
With my right hand I grabbed her tit squeezing it as I brought it to my lips. Her nipples were diamond cutters stabbing at my cheeks as I slipped her succulent breasts between my lips. My left hand was a little naughtier trailing across her torso and slipping between her pre primed folds. "Oh fuck. Oh Danny…"
"It's Daddy baby."
"Daddy. Oh Daddy.Fuck… fuck Daddy."
She ground herself on my wrist burying me in her pink lips. Her eyes wide like she was ready to burst. "Daddy… Daddy I want your cock. Please. Please give me that big juicy cock. Fill my little cunt Daddy."
"Okay you little rascal." I teased. Taking her and flipper over. I mounted her with my hands pinning her hands to the floor. "Oh Daddy. Yes. Take me. Take me however you want. I'm yours Daddy."
The confidence in her voice was like a boost to me drawing out my own. No moore teasing my hand brought my penis to her lips. "Awww Daddy. Right there. Right there. Yes… ah… ohhhhhhh…" She moaned with me piercing her folds. It was like a kiss soft and gentle as her body accepted me. Her wallas clamped to my sides and held me firm letting me know I wasn't going anywhere.
"There Daddy. Oh fuck your… so fucking big inside my tiny pussy."
She straddled me with her thighs. 'Don't, don't fucking stop Danny." Her voice more authoritative. "I want you in me always. I don't want you to ever go."
Her body was trembling with pleasure. Wherever I moved my fingers she tingled with a raw sexual groan. So pure she oozed it from her very skin.
I had barely the energy to keep this pace let alone the pace she wished. "Ohhh Jenna baby… take over… take over for Daddy."
I didn't need to finish that sentence for her to respond in kind. Had I mentioned the unbelievable strength this girl possessed. Because… just… wow. I was a grown man with a healthy physique and yet she tossed me to the floor with both speed and accuracy. My body braced for the impact feeling my old bones clench upon the hard floor. She didn't seem to notice, completely taken at being in charge. As if for a moment this evening I ever was.
She pinned me, my cock never for a second feeling the cold of the night air as she expertly manoeuvred herself and I till she was on top. "Hey Daddy. How'd you like to be tied up?"
I bit the air in front of her as she used her powerful thighs to keep me in my place. "Take this then Daddy. She slipped a pair of underwear out from beneath her. One of Liv's. I knew it from… well you know. "Open up." She said demonstrating for me.
"Aghhhhh." said as she slipped it between my teeth. She tapped my face with a little force. "Good boy.' Now your hands."
She said showing me to put my wrists out in front. I copied her movements. She grabbed her lacy bra still warm from being fresh off her flesh only minutes previously. She lopped it in an arc and pulled it through my wrists using the clasp to tighten its hold. "Ohhh Daddy. You look so… vulnerable."
She stood up walking around me while her pussy leaked all over the floor. The tension in the small room was building to breaking point, amongst other things.
Somehow all night long I had neglected to see her spindly long black stilettos. They really accentuated her form, naked and perfect in all gods good glory. She was an angel with the dark thoughts of a devil. She circled me as I imagined the theme song to jaws playing out.
"My my Danny. You look like you need some help. Question is… are you a good boy…. Or a bad boy?"
"Bad boy… bad baaaad boy." I tried to yell through my new gag. Fucking thing.
"Hmmmm…" There was that fire again in her eyes. "I said…" She stoped pressing the heel of her shoe to my sack. She wasn't gentle either. "Are you a good boy.. Or a bad boy?"
"A BAD BOY!" I screamed, the sound coming out as a whisper through Olive's cute panties. And tasty too. She must of been wearing them earlier tonight.
"She eased the pressure. Reaching down to me and laying her body back on top. Her lips met mine with the brush of her cheek touching me.
7.
She licked up my cheek catching the sweet which had formed on my face. "Mmm salty. Now listen carefully." She moved closer to my ear biting the tip. "You're going to fuck me till you fill this little cunt with your baby juice. Are we clear?" I nodded furiously.
Her fingers wrapped round my stem latching onto my balls before snaking slightly south and puncturing my sphincter. My eyes grew wide enough to serve a family sized roast dinner on. A small tear welled and dropped down my face collected by her tongue. "I said… are… we… clear?" With every word she added a new finger till she had me filled with three wagging them round the inside of my asshole.
I nodded. Each movement hurt more and more and yet… it was strangely erotic.
"That's a good boy." She said tapping my face with the same hand that had previously violated me. My eyes remained wide. "Oh don't worry." She mused putting them inside her mouth before sucking them clean. "See. I'm not a witch Danny."
She taunted me by running her fingers across my top lip leaving a trail of her spit. She bumped herself down penetrating deeply inside her pussy. Her eyes riding the ceiling panels as she struggled through an orgasm. "Mmmm… Mmmm Daddy."
My chest convulsed, my heart palpitating. She had me on the edge, but if that were in fact the case, what the hell was the rest of the night. A fever dream if ever there was one.
She rode me in long steady strokes. "Oh Daddy… are you ready?"
She knew my body already. After only one night she knew me. The feeling of my cock pulsing inside her had me begging to be free. Not of her pussy ,oh hell no, in her pussy. I wanted it in her, to smear inside her =, to fill her, to spill out of those perfect lips. "Ahem…" I managed. The rest of my strength reserved for the inevitable. I was so close. So… fucking… close…
"Do it… fill me Danny. Fill me…"
Her words like the tap to my ejaculate. Freed finally after so much teasing it came out in a torrent not slow and steady, one heavy burst like the opening of a firehose just a single powerful burst shooting up inside her.
Those eyes filling with the pleasure of being finally satisfied.
I sank into the clothing pile beside her with my face hitting the floor but with no strength to fight it. I was broken, used to a nub and now even the reserves were empty. Depleted.
I felt Jenna's gentle touch turn me over and with her teeth she removed the pants from my mouth. Her lips lingering for a kiss. "Danny… that was…" Her face and body retreated. My awareness on high alert.
"I'm… sorry. Did, did I hurt you? Baby whats…"
"Danny. No. You were, good, great actually. Was… was I… good I mean?" I was confused. She was more than good she was honestly hitting notes I never knew I liked.
Like Spider-Man, my sense kicked in and took over. There was something wrong here. I reached for her but she rebuffed me. "Jenna… it's okay. You were magnificent. Truly. It felt great… and that little finger thing… wow. It caught me by surprise for sure but… I liked it. I like you. It was so good baby."
"Are… are you sure?" She refused to meet my gaze.
"More than sure. Jenna, what's up?"
"Danny you'll just run. Like everyone else."
I held her hand fighting her I held it not letting her pull away. Her face finally meeting me. "I'm not going anywhere. I promise you. I'm right here. You and me. I'm not going anywhere."
She seemed to be studying my face, perhaps to see if I was telling the truth. "You don't do you. Lie I mean. You really are a man of your word."
"I hold my word above all else. For what is a man without his word."
"Okay Shakespeare." She said jokingly. "But Danny, once I tell you. You can't unhear it. I'm afraid it'll change how you look at me."
I tilted her head to meet me. "Nothing could ever change how I see you. Your still the sweet girl who introduced herself to me by throwing me off my own pool chair."
"Ha. I forgot about that." She mused clearly stalling. "Danny… that was, more than good. It was the best I've ever had. Ever." She repeated. "Danny. You… you were my first."
My feelings were walking above the city on a high tension wire. "You're first?"
"Yeah. I mean… guy… you know…"
"Whoa…" I gulped. But not out of fear. More respect. She was so thorough so, attentive.
"See." She yelled sharply. "You just… just go…" She screamed at me.
Jenna - It's Fine.
"It's fine just go. Go." She yelled.
I held her hand more firmly and as she pulled to flee I drew her back with one strong tug pulling her back across th floor to me. Her face barely a whisper from my own. "I told you… I'm not going anywhere."
TO BE CONTINUED…