Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision - Sex Stories

Revenge, Pt 15: The Decision

... before I allowed myself to cum. I pulled my softening cock out of her, making her coo and whimper. I released her hair and lay down beside her. It had been a long, confusing, tiring day. Allowing myself that final release calmed me down a little, but I still had to hear what she was thinking. What she would decide. She immediately turned around and draped herself over my body, wrapping her arms around my neck. "This is what I want." she whispered, clinging to me. "It is?" I answered gently. "It feels right." she said, resting her cheek against my chest. "Belonging to you. Being yours. It's better like this." I slid my hand up into her hair and held her close to me. "I never wanted to be a slut." she whispered, tearing up. "I remember my dad calling my mom a slut, and I never wanted that to be me." Bob said that to Alice? The thought was so jarring. "I was like 11." she confessed, quickly, desperately, "I walked out to the stairs in the middle of the night and I could hear them arguing. I think it was because it was the first time she cheated on him. He called her a disgusting slut. I'd never heard him like that. So full of... hatred. So much contempt." I didn't want to interrupt her. She sounded like she needed to get this off her chest. "They argued so much in the next few months. He cheated on her, for revenge I think, then it was her turn again. It was awful. I'd listen to them every time they argued, and cry myself to sleep afterwards, just praying they wouldn't get a ...

... divorce." She paused to sob bitterly, and I instinctively pulled her closer to me, hugging her tight against my body. "I remember talking to her." she said, "My mom. She'd been drinking... not a lot. I never saw her really drunk, but she'd definitely had a glass or two. She pulled me on to her lap and told me I was so lucky, because I was such a pretty little thing. I was so beautiful, I'd grow up into a beautiful woman like her, and then all I'd have to do was find a nice handsome man with a good job to look after me. I just remembered thinking... that's exactly what she'd done. That's all my dad was to her; a nice face and a steady pay check. I promised myself I would never end up like her. I'd never end up just some slut for some random guy, just using him for money. That's when I decided to get a job I could be proud of. That's why I work so hard at school, why I want to be a lawyer... I don't want to end up like her." She stopped to take a few breaths. I couldn't believe she was talking about the same two people that had practically helped raise me. They'd always seemed so in love with each other. But then, maybe they were. Love's anything but simple, I knew that even then. "I avoided sex for so long." she continued, "I didn't like talking about, thinking about it, I certainly never wanted to try it. While your sister and all my other friends were out kissing boys and having fun, I just stayed in and studied for tests. I hated being so pretty... but at the same time, I ...