Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... wait there for any word.” Deeny explained

“Oh… okay… but… who attacked dad?” Lee asked “Is mom hurt?” She added still confused.

“I’ll tell you when we get home, but we need to go now.” Deeny said with a little more urgency. “You need to come with us too Y. To get cleaned up and… yeah, you need to come too.” Deeny added with a pleading look.

Yvonne had picked up the hesitancy in Deeny’s voice before telling her sister who had attacked her father in the tack room. She put two and two together and realized that this was budding romance between Lee and Tom could be disastrous. Lee turned to Tom and they looked longingly into one another’s eyes. Both Deeny and Yvonne could feel the tension and desire between them, it was palpable.

“Do you need a ride, Tom?” Lee asked, not wanting to part company with him.

“No. I… I drove my mom’s car.” Tom confessed, his face falling a bit as he realized that they were parting company.

“Oh, okay. Um… I guess… I guess I’ll see you later then.” Lee said, her own face falling into a saddened pout.

“I’ll see you on Monday… at school.” Tom offered lamely, already missing Lee and she hadn’t even left yet.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake! Kiss him then come on!” Deeny said, pushing her sister towards Tom, even as she bit her own tongue hard enough to draw blood.

Lee stepped closer to Tom and, again, it as if the world just went away. There were just the two of them, arm in arm, face to face. They looked longingly into one another’s ...

... eyes, right up till their lips met. It was a soft sweet kiss, and a short one, but despite the brevity, it was not lacking in passion or electricity. Both took a long deep breath as they pulled apart. Their dreamy eyes followed each other as Lee was pulled along by her sister, and Tom stood there watching the women leave. Then the noises of the crowd and the fire registered once more in his ears.

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Trina had relented after a few minutes of full volume, by turning the radio down a bit so that the four girls could hear each other speak. The unspoken declaration had been received though and believe it or not Sylvia had dialed back her bitchiness. Delores and Rita just jabbered away in the back seat as if their attention span were that of children perhaps. Mostly Sylvia just sat quietly and fumed.

The car was approaching the narrows bridge that crosses one end of Arrowhead Lake when Trina first noticed the headlights in her rearview mirror. At first glance she didn’t think much of it really, other than the lights seemed to bob and swerve a little erratically. She continued driving just under the speed limit as the wheels thumped across the expansion grates where the road met the bridge pavement.

J.D. blinked a couple of times and shook his head to try to clear the cobwebs from his mind. His vision was blurry… maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was the blow to the side of his face by the chain swung by that bastard, Duke… maybe it was the rage still boiling ...