Gays of Our Lives: Book 3 (Chapter 51-75)

****Opening Title**************************************************

*hot guy fades into light,

First his sculpted torso and chiseled abs, followed by his pecs, followed by his bulging biceps then finally his gorgeous face, a face created by Angels comes into view.

"Like the hot guy of our dreams so our the Gays of Our Lives"

Hot guy flexes his muscles

*Title sequence fades out

****Scene 1: Mike’s POV (Halloween night)**********************

Pi Alpha Kappa House, 720 Fraternity Row,

Eric and I were sitting on the bed in one of the upstairs bedrooms of the Pi Alpha Kappa fraternity house. We had just had some really hot sex; the kind of sex that can only come from hot sweaty gay sex. I won’t refer to it has making love even though that’s what I would usually call our late night trysts because that is reserved for the sex we have in our own bed not when I’m trying to calm Eric down before he kicks somebody’s ass and gets thrown out of a house party.

Anyways we were sitting on the bed getting dressed. Or attempting to get dressed in our case; this was due to the fact that even though Eric and I had just had sex he and I were both very horny. I mean you try to get dressed while your husband is trying to fondle your dick through the fabric of your clothes.

“Come on Eric,” I groaned, as I attempted to remove Eric’s right hand off my crotch. I did this because we were supposed to be getting dressed not that I wanted to. If we had the time I would have ripped his clothes right off and fucked him right there again.

“Babe you know you want it?” Eric smiled, as he added pressure to my already hardening cock. He was squeezing it so hard that I was certain I was going to bust a load and ruin the skimpy Halloween costume that I had on. “You’re shaking your head no, but your cock is begging for a round two.” Eric chuckled.

“Eric come on,” I begged, he had me by the balls now. “Eric come on. Please we have to go back downstairs before someone comes up here and sees us. This is some stranger’s room I don’t think they will be too happy about us making their rom smell like sex.”

“Who gives a fuck?!” Eric laughed. “It’s better for us to be up here then for us to be down there. What if I run into that fucker….Lance again? I don’t know what I might do to him.”

“Baby let’s not talk about that guy.” I sighed. “Let’s talk about the fact that we are two weeks away from Homecoming. Our first College Homecoming.”

“Oh I almost forgot,” Eric laughed. “I hope you didn’t already find a guy to go with you. Hopefully you’ll be free that night”

“Yeah I was kind of holding out for the right guy,” I smirked.

“Well that’s a relief because I really hate those things…….hope you find the right guy to go with you. Take lots of pics.” Eric joked.

“Gee thanks I’m sure he’ll want a kiss when were on the dance floor.” I joked, hoping to get a reaction and rise out of him.

“The fuck he will.” Eric laughed back. “Those lips are mine and mine alone to kiss. If anyone’s going to be taking you to homecoming it’s going to be me and if anyone’s going to be kissing you on that night it’s going to be me.”

“Baby I’m only joking.” I smiled as I pulled him in kissed him on the cheek. He had a small amount of stubble growing on his face that he had started to let grow out in honour of it being the start of No Shave November.

“Yeah I know,” Eric replied. “I just can’t help get a little jealous. Especially considering all those things that roommate of yours said about us.”

“Eric do you think Brett and Jake will be able to get over whatever caused them to breakup before homecoming?” I asked.

“Well if Jake can stop fucking everything with a pulse long enough to work through the issues he and Brett have, then I think they might be able to get back to each other.”

“Eric don’t say that!” I gasped.

“Babe you know it’s true.” Eric chuckled. “You’ve seen him. We’ve all seen him. Every time we go over the guy’s dorm he’s got a different guy or girl coming out of his room. It’s like you would think he would give that dick of his a rest.”

“Eric stop,” I laughed. I couldn’t help laughing even though I knew I shouldn’t laugh at what Jake was going through. “Baby everybody has their own way to cope with this kind of thing.”

“Yeah I know that,” Eric replied. “But there are better ways to work through a breakup then having sex with every person you see. When we split up last spring I didn’t spend my time have sex with every guy that came into my orbit I worked hard to find a way back to you.”

“Jake is different, he’s always been very sexual. But I just hope he and Brett do find their way back to each other before it’s too late.” I continued. “Brett really brought out something good in Jake; something no other guy or person for that matter has been able to do.”

“So Brett is what you are to me?” Eric smiled, as he embraced me, wrapping his arms around me. “In that case I hope he and Brett get back together because I know deep down he still has feelings for you and I don’t want him getting any ideas.”

“Ideas like what?” I added.

“Ideas like he might be able to have something with you.” Eric continued.

“Eric I’m a married man.” I smiled, as I held up the hand with my wedding ring on it. The wedding ring that Eric had placed on my finger all those months ago. “I respect my vows and I love you.”

“Babe I know you do but not every person respects that a person is married…. Just ask that judgemental roommate of yours…….James. He doesn’t like me or the fact that I’m with you solely because I’m white. Like give me a break it’s 2016 not 1930.” Eric laughed.

Our conversation was interrupted by the sound of sirens……police and ambulances sirens or a mixture of the two. And from the sound of it seemed like they were headed this way. We would have been correct if we had guessed that they were headed this way.

Because they were…….

****Scene 2: Eric’s POV (Halloween night)**********************

Pi Alpha Kappa House, 720 Fraternity Row,

Mike and I heard the loud knock at the front door and the increased sirens. Obviously something very serious was going on…..we walked down the hall. Before we walked down the stairs we checked to see if Chad was still in his room. We opened the door and peered into the room but he was nowhere to be found. We didn’t have time to look for him so we ran downstairs to see what all the commotion was. We reached the bottom of the stairs just as the police and paramedics were entering the house. Something pretty serious must have happened for both police and paramedics to have been called.

Two police officers and a number of paramedics entered the house. One of the police officers, Officer Wayne Harris was a middle-aged man with brown balding hair and a stern look on his face while the other officer Melody Ramirez was an African-American female with a an attitude and sass like no other.

“Oh shit its five-O!” Spencer, the fraternity’s resident druggie exclaimed as he took off down the hall in the other direction. He out of all the people in the house that night ha reason to fear the police since he was probably high as a kite that night and probably even had some stuff on him too.

“Now I’m going to say this so there is no confusion, no one leaves until we get to the bottom of what transpired here tonight. We recently received a call from this address stating that there was a body in the basement. Can anybody tell us about that?” Officer Harris asked.

After this there was complete silence in the room. The atmosphere in the room had completely changed; it had gone from playfulness to one of seriousness.

“Don’t all of you speak at once?” Officer Ramirez blurted. “Either one of you tell us what happened or we are going to be forced to assume that you all had something to do with it”

“Ok,” Jake spoke up. “I don’t know what happened to him, but my friend Bryce and I were in the laundry room and that’s when we discovered the body. We couldn’t tell if he was living or dead so we called the police and the paramedics to get some help.”

“I swear that’s all we know about him.” Jake continued. “We just hope he’s alright. We had nothing to do with this. I swear.”

“Officer Jake’s right,” Bryce added. “We didn’t even know he was in there until after we had been down there for a while.”

Just then the paramedics and EMTs who had been downstairs in the basement for quite some time finally came up. They had a gurney and on it was a body. They put that thing that they put on the bodies when it’s too late to save them.

But before they did this we managed to catch a glimpse of the face. There was no confusion the person who was murdered that night was Lance. Lance was dead, the guy that Haley, Jake, Chad, myself and god knows how many other people had argued with last night.

“Oh my god! Is he dead!” Haley cried.

“Ma’am please give us some room,” one of the EMT’s added. “We did all we could to save him but it wasn’t enough. He was dead long before we got here.”

After that they wheeled Lance’s body out of the house. He was leaving the house but we had no idea that he would be leaving the house for the last time ever.

“Ok this case just bumped up from disturbance to homicide,” Officer Ramirez interjected. “So if one of you guys don’t start speaking you all are going to be in a world of trouble. A person is dead and someone here has something to do with it.”

“They argued with him!” one person blurted as they pointe their finger directly at myself and Haley. “And he and Lance almost got into a fight.”

“Ok now we are getting somewhere.” Officer Harris added. “I think I’m going to have you two come with me so that we can have a little talk.”

Next thing we knew Haley and I were sitting in the back of a police squad car.

“Oh my god this is some real Deja-vu,” Haley laughed. “This isn’t even the first time I’ve been in the back of a squad car headed to the station for questioning in regards to this kind of situation. You know that right?”

“Oh yeah,” I chuckled. “How could I forget last year? When you were accused of the attempted murder of my husband’s grandfather….”

Minutes later we arrived at the station and the interrogation began. First they interrogated Haley and after they were finished with her it was my turn. Oh boy.

“So you argued with the victim a few hours before his death?” Officer Harris asked. “What was the argument about?”

“Haley and I were arguing with him because we were trying to get him to leave the party. He wouldn’t leave so things kind of got heated.”

“So why were you guys trying to make him leave? It’s a party right so shouldn’t everybody be allowed to have fun at a party? Especially one on Halloween?”

“Yeah but there’s this guy….Chad he was very upset because Lance that’s the other guy’s name. He found out that his girlfriend had cheated on him with Lance. He was very angry when he found out about it.”

“Do you think he was angry enough to take his anger out on the guy that stole his girl?””

“Listen officer I don’t know Chad very well but I don’t think he’s capable of killing someone. Even if that someone was a friend who slept with his girlfriend.”

“Do you think you could?”

“Do I think I could what?” I asked.

“Do you think you could kill a friend who slept with your girlfriend?”

“Um no, I don’t think so.” I laughed.

“Why the laugh……”

“For two reasons.” I replied. “The first one because I’m married and the second because I’m gay so it’s highly unlikely that I will ever have a girlfriend or that a friend will sleep with said girlfriend.”

“Don’t be a Smartasss son.” Officer Harris remarked. “That’s enough for today. You’re free to go. So please stay out of trouble. You’ll be hearing from us real soon.”

****Scene 3: Kayla’s POV**********************

Student Commons, Harmony University,

A few days later all of us were in the commons discussing what had happened at the Halloween party. Lance’s death had been overshadowed by the news of Donald Trump having won the United States presidential election. What an absurd reality we had come to. And all we could do was shake our heads and hold our breaths for the next four years.

“You guys there’s something I have to tell you, It’s about that night……..Halloween night.” Jake began. “Everything was going on so fast that night that we had no time to tell you what we found. What Bryce and I found.”

“What did you find?” Mike asked.

“We found Lance’s phone.” Jake replied, as he pulled out this white I-phone 6 out of his bag.

“Oh my god, Jake!” I cried. “You have to turn that in to the police right away. That phone could have something on it that could lead to the arrest of the person who killed Lance.”

“No I can’t do that. The police would never be able to find out who did this and once they see what Bryce and I saw it would only stump them even more.”

“What did you see?” Kevin said.

“This,” Jake replied, as he held up the dead guys phone.

“Aww shit man!” Kevin cried. “Is that a fucking DICK!!! Warn me before you start showing me dick pics guys send you.”

“Nobody sent me this dick pic…..” Jake continued. “This dick pic was sent to Lance. And that’s not the only thing that they sent him, they sent him a message that read ‘payback is a bitch’. Whoever did this to Lance was guy with a really big dick.”

“But Lance wasn’t gay.” Charlotte gasped. “He was sleeping with Brandi, you can’t be gay and sleep with Brandi that just doesn’t happen.”

At that moment Haley saw the pic that Jake was displaying on the dead guy’s phone. Haley’s eyes went wide and after that her mouth dropped. She was stunned.

“OH MY GOD!” Haley screamed. “THAT’S it! That’s the dick!” Oh my god I’ve seen that thing before.”

“What dick?” Jake laughed. “What’s the dick?”

“Kayla, Charlotte look it’s the dick that one girl showed us the other day at the Zeta house.” Haley exclaimed. She was a little too overjoyed to see that dick pic again considering the fact that it might very well be attached to a murderer. A murderer with a really great dick I might add.

“Oh she’s talking about this dick pic some random guy gave to this loud-mouth girl named Grace who’s rushing Zeta just like us.” I replied. “Apparently that thing is even better in person….”

“It is a nice dick….” Jake replied.

“You got that right,” Eric added. “I don’t think I’ve seen one that thick before. Damn that would definitely break a few people.”

“Like that thing in your pants…..doesn’t do that all ready.” Mike whispered. He thought he had done it low enough so that we couldn’t hear him…..but I did.

“Ewww gross,” I laughed, as I slugged him in the shoulder. “You two need to get a room.”

“We got one.” Eric smiled.

“God that’s a really nice dick,” Brett swooned, unaware that Jake had frowned when he saw his expression. Jake’s reaction to Brett proved to me and anyone with eyes that even though they were broken up Jake still had feelings for Brett. If only he would get over himself.

“Guys are we forgetting something?” Eric laughed.

“Like what?” Haley laughed back.

“Like maybe the fact that no matter how great that dick is it belongs to the someone or one of the someone’s who killed Lance. A person who before Halloween was living and not lying dead in some morgue.” Eric continued.

“Yeah Eric’s right. The guy who that dick is attached to is the killer.” Michael agreed. “And if it’s not him then he has to be connected to the murder somehow.”

“Yeah I’m inclined to agree with Michael and Eric,” I added. “The person who’s attached to that thing is likely the person who ended Lance’s life. That girl I told you about…….Grace is the one person who knows the identity of the person with that huge dick.” I added.

“Haley, don’t you have Grace’s phone number?” Charlotte blurted. “Can’t you just call her and then she can tell us whose dick that is. And then we can put a face to this killer.”

“Yeah,” Haley replied. After that she pulled out her phone and scrolled through her phone’s contacts until she found Grace’s number. She dialed it and soon after Grace was picking up on the other line.

“Hey Grace,” Haley smiled as she held her cell phone to her ear.

A feminine voice on the other end replied. Evidently it was Grace….

“Hey Grace, I’m with the others and I was wondering if you could come over to the commons so that we could talk to you. It’s very important.

“Ok thank you, so much,” Haley smiled, ending the call.

“Ok guys Grace said that she would be happy to come over but we have to meet her in the quad because she’s meeting up with someone right after.”

A few minutes later we headed over to the quad. We sat under the shade of large oak tree as we waited for Grace to come with the information we craved. We waited and we waited. But still no Grace…

Finally after Haley had called Grace’s phone a few times she at last decided to make an appearance. She was really dressed up. She had on a dress, lipstick, and high-heels, like she was going on a date.

“Wow where are you going?” Haley giggled. “Looking like a million bucks. Damn that’s a nice dress. Where did you get it?”

“Oh this old thing,” Grace laughed. “I just threw this thing on so that I could come and meet that guy….”

“What guy?” I asked.

“That guy with the donkey dick.” Grace smiled. “I’m meeting him at this fancy restaurant and then after that were going back to his place for a little mid-night romp….”

“NOOOO!” Haley yelled. “Grace you have to…..you have to…..you have to cancel this date with that guy. And if you do have to go stay in a well-lit area. Please…..Please….Please.”

“What Haley is trying to say is that that guy that you are going to meet he’s dangerous. You need to stay away from him. Because he’s the one who killed Lance at the Halloween party.”

“Haley, Kayla what are you talking about? Why are you people looking at me like that?” Grace scoffed. “This guy wouldn’t do something like that……and besides he’s too mature for some rowdy frat party. He wouldn’t do this. He wouldn’t kill someone this guy wouldn’t do that.”

“But he would! And he did!” Charlotte cried, as she grabbed Lance’s phone out of Jake’s hand. “Look we have proof. Look it’s the dick the same one that fucked you the other week……and suddenly it makes an appearance on a dead guy’s phone. There has to be a connection.”

“That can’t be, that dick is…..” Grace cried in disbelief…..”It just can’t be. There has to be a mistake. That cannot be his….This has to be some misunderstanding.”

“Grace this is no coincident……! Look at the phone!” Haley snapped. “Look at the caption. It reads ‘payback is a bitch’….. Whoever snapped that dick pic and sent that message meant to send it. They sent it for a reason and that reason wasn’t a good one.”

“Haley your friends are crazy!!!” Grace cried. “This guy didn’t do anything wrong. He didn’t kill anyone, and he didn’t send a threatening dick pic to Lance. He didn’t even know Lance!”

“I’m going on that date and I’m going to prove to you all that this guy has nothing to do with at murder or anything to do with anything that’s going on in your crazy lives!” Grace cried as she stormed off.”

“Oh my god!” I cried. “We have to stop her!!”

“How can we stop her!?” Eric laughed. “She’s going to go sleep with whoever she wants to sleep with regardless of what we do or say.”

****Scene 4: Narrator’s POV**********************

University Quad, Harmony University,

After Grace had stormed off from Haley and the others in the Quad she walked over to this fancy upscale restaurant where she was meeting that stranger with the really big cock. He was dressed to the nines. He had a really nice dress shirt and some nice slacks.

Grace and the guy ordered and as they waited for their food the waiter brought some breadsticks and salsa for them to consume while they waited….

“Oh well, you look so good.” Grace smiled, as the guy sat down beside her. “I can’t wait to peel those clothes off of you and get to that gorgeous dick of yours.”

“Gee Thanks…..you look beautiful in that dress,” the guy smiled from across the table. A grin appeared across his face. “I really enjoyed our time together.”

“Me too,” Grace replied. “But I just wish I knew what your name was. Can’t you just give me a hint?”

“You know I can’t do that. Grace you have to understand that I’m a very private person and I don’t want people knowing my business.” The thee-legged guy smiled. “Besides I thought you liked the mystery and the secret love-making.”

“Honestly I do, but I just wish I could know your name.”

“Don’t worry when we get a little closer I’ll tell you my name,” the guy smiled.

“You promise,”

“I promise,” he grinned.

“Your order sir,” the waiter declared, as he laid two plates of spaghetti on both Grace’s and her date’s side. Both plates were loaded with a healthy helping of spaghetti. That added to the basket full of breadsticks made it more than adequate meal. Grace and her date spent the next few minutes gouging themselves on the delicious meal spread out before them.

After the check finally came Grace believed that that moment would be the perfect time for her to find out what this guy’s name really was…..She thought she would just glance over at the guy’s credit card and read the name.

But she couldn’t because he paid for the entire meal in cash not even pulling out a card.

After they had cleaned themselves up Grace and her date made their way back to his apartment. He told her he had to take as shower. So while he was showering in the other room Grace though this would be the perfect time to learn a little something about her date with the really big dick.

She looked all over the apartment but she couldn’t find a trace of anything pointing to who this guy was or what he doing in Harmony. This guy didn’t even have a single photo of himself with anyone. It was as if this guy didn’t even have a family or even a life. He was a little private but nobody is this private. Something had to be going on.

But she didn’t know what it was…… so she undid the zipper in her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Once she stepped out of the dress she laid their naked on this quite guy’s bed. She had waited for about 15 to 20 minutes for him. And all that time she had become wet between her legs. She was getting really horny. Trust me you would get horny too if you knew how thick this guy’s dick was. I mean a guy with a really long dick is pretty great but nothing beats a thick one…..a nice thick one.

He had been showering for what felt like forever. He had to be clean by now. Obviously he was trying to make her wait so that she would want him more. As she waited for her date to emerge from the shower all wet and soaped up, all she could think about was being dicked down by his great big cock.

Her nipples hardened as her thoughts turned to increasingly erotic ones. Unable to take any more she let a hand roam down to her slick pussy. She had already removed all of her clothes except for the silk panties she had on.

She let her hand ran over the soft material, rubbing up against her private parts and feeling just how moist she was down there. She felt around for her clit and found that it was wet and throbbing and begging to be pounded by this guy’s thick donkey dick.

“Oh god that feels so good….” Grace moaned with closed eyes as she laid in the bed stroking her pussy through the fabric of her panties. Her other hand was busy playing with her already hard nipple.

“Oh yeah,”

Suddenly she heard a noise, it was the sound of a door opening. She opened her eyes to see the guy standing there wrapped in nothing but a towel to cover his still wet body. “Well I see you started without me.” He grinned, as he dropped the towel exposing his hardening cock.

“Wow,” was all that Grace could say. This was the first time that she had been able to look at this beautiful stranger in all of his glory. With his muscled arms, his rock hard abs, and that brown haired treasure trail leading down to the huge cock between his legs.

“God that thing looks even bigger than before.” Grace cried. “I still can’t believe that whole thing went inside me the other night.”

“He’s happy to see you.” The guy smiled, as he stroked his cock with one of his hands. “And I’m ready to fuck the hell out of you. It’s going to hurt.”

“I know, but if that means that I get to have fun with that thing I’ll do it.” Grace swooned as she licked her lips staring down at the huge thing between this guy’s legs. “Are you ready for a hard fucking?”

Grace nodded in agreement. She was certainly ready her pussy was wet and throbbing. And he had fucked her before so he knew just how to get her wet. And that was talking dirty to her. "You know what you look like a filthy whore standing here, with your big tits hanging out, and your hand up your wet pussy ... are you a whore? Are you a filthy whore?"

"Yes," Grace mumbled.

"Yes what?" The guy growled, as he placed his hand on Grace’s right breast. He squeezed her nipple hard almost as if he was torturing her. Grace screamed as the guy pinched her nipple. It hurt so much but at the same time it felt so fucking good.

"Yes….Yes I'm a whore."

“Yes a dirty filthy whore. A dirty filthy whore.” Grace replied.

"Who's whore are you?" he grinned, as he grabbed Grace’s other breast and began working it over like he had done with the other one.

"I'm your whore. I’m your filthy whore," she added. At this time Grace was so horny she could barely even stand, all she wanted to do was get fucked.

"Yes you are, and don't you forget it. Now get on your knees and suck this dick like your life depends on it.” The guy snapped.

Grace dropped to the floor and once she had settled herself and adjusted to the floor’s carpet she took the guy’s thick cock in her hand. At first she stuck out her tongue, letting it run up and down the length of this guy’s rock hard shaft.

Taking his cock into her mouth she sucked on it all the way to the guy’s balls. Licking every inch of his cock and balls. She took each of his balls into her mouth one at a time, sucking on them gently and coating them with spit and smelling the manly aroma coming from his body. His cock smelled like soap and a hint of musk, the kind of smell that can only come from a man.

She slowly started to bob her head up and down on this guy’s gorgeous cock. She took more and more of it into her mouth and he yanked on her hair to force her to suck it harder.

“Come on whore! Suck it harder! Suck my cock…..Suck it like the whore you are.” The guy laughed, as he held her hair and stuffed Grace’s face with his cock. Despite the roughness Grace was loving every minute of the intense encounter. She started to suck harder and deeper and howling coming from his mouth showed her that he was loving every second of it.

“Come on show me how a whore sucks dick!” he grunted. Grace could feel the guys fingers twisting through her hair as he tightened his grip on her scalp forcing her to suck his cock harder and harder. He roughly by the neck and slammed his cock into her face. Soon he was face-fucking her like there was no tomorrow.

All that hard force caused her to whine and choke. But finally she had some reprieve when he pulled his throbbing hard leaking cock out of her mouth. He proceeded to slap her in the face with his dick, covering her face with his precum and the saliva that she had spit up when he had fucked her throat dry.

“Ok now that you’ve got my dick all wet, I’m going to fuck that sweet pussy of yours.” He grinned as he roughly picked Grace up and threw her onto the bed. He bent her over so that she was on he hands and knees on the bed, her sweet pussy in full view and ready to be dicked down by this guy’s superdick.

Without a single word, the guy slipped a condom on to his throbbing cock and positioned himself behind Grace. After a few seconds of rubbing her cock up against Grace’s clit he grabbed Grace by her hips and

After that the guy began to pump his dick in and out of Grace’s slick pussy with brute force. This rough fucking only made Grace scream louder and louder. “Shut up!” he cried as he slapped her ass roughly, his cock still wedged in her tight pussy.

As seconds turned into minutes, and minutes into hours, the guy continued to fuck Grace with all that he had. He fucker her hard, he was loving every second of it. He loved sliding his cock in and out of Grace’s tight wet cunt almost as much as he loved getting revenge and giving people exactly what they deserved.

“You like when my big dick fucks you hard? You like when I slam into the tight hole of yours!” he laughed. “Answer me!”

"YESSSSSSS!!" Grace cried out, in pain.

“Yes what?" the guy growled. YES WHAT?”

“OH YES FUCK ME! FUCK ME like the dirty WHORE that Iam!!!” Grace screamed. The guy noted his approval by thrusting his cock into Grace’s tight pussy. Grunting and humping her backside as he fucked her deep.

For the last hour or so Grace and the guy were fucking doggystyle. But he seemed to have gotten bored so he flipped her over onto her side. He ripped the condom off of his cock and prepared to fuck her bare. “You’re on the pill right?”

“Yeah,” Grace cried. “Just fuck me.!” Grace wasn’t playing any games she wanted to be fucked nice and hard. Once he had repositioned his cock inside Grace’s warm hole he started to fuck her again. Soon they were both moaning and screaming together. As he pounded her pussy his balls slapped lewdly against her.

As time went on his breathing became heavy and more labored. He was about to reach orgasm. “I’m going to cum! Cum with me!” he commanded. Grace’s pussy started to grip the man’s thick cock nearly milking him dry as he started to fire a round of cum into her pussy

Grace soon found herself unable to hold out any longer. She was seconds away from orgasming all over this guy’s dick. And while he was still cumming she too started to release.

“OHH my GOD! OHHHHH FUCK!!!!" she screamed out. "I'm gonna cum!!"

He pounded her cunt harder. "Cum you little WHORE! Cum for me!"

Within seconds both of them had lost control and they were cumming. Both screaming as loud as their voices could go. Their mutual orgasm felt like it would go on forever and ever….

As he told her how much of a dirty filthy whore that she was and fired cum into her pussy all Grace could do was moan, groan and cum. And not one of those fake ones that girls love to do. But a real live one.

Finally he pulled his cock out of Grace’s soaking wet cunt and he collapsed on top of her, panting and covered in sweat. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and whispered…”God I love your dick!”

“Hey speaking of that great dick of yours.” Grace giggled absentmindedly. A friend of mine told me the craziest thing about you.”

“You told your friends about me?” the guy frowned.

“Relax baby. They don’t know who you are all they know is that I’m sleeping with some guy with a really big dick.” Grace laughed. “And get this remember that dick pic that I took of you. I showed it to my friends, Haley, Kayla and all of them and now they are somehow convinced that you had something to do with the murder of that Lance guy at that frat house.”

“Hahaha that’s crazy….” The guy laughed uneasily.

“Yeah what’s even crazier is that they claimed to have that dead guy’s phone with a dick pic on it that looks an awful lot like yours. But I didn’t believe them not for a second.” Grace assured him.

“I really wish they hadn’t done that.” The guy frowned.

“Hadn’t done what?”

“I really wish they had left well enough alone and that they stayed out of other people’s business.” The guy replied. “Because I really liked you.”

“What do you mean liked?” Grace replied her voice becoming increasingly worried. “Why are you using the past tense? I’m still here.”

“Yes you are…..but not for long.” He sighed, as he slowly moved his hands up to her thin neck. He started to squeeze it gently

“Oh my GOD! They were right!” Grace yelled. “You killed Lance! You! You killed him!” she coughed unable to speak as he tightened his grip on her neck.

“Please don’t do this…. Please, please.” She begged, as she learned all too well that when something seems too good to be true it most definitely is too good. “Please don’t do this. Please don’t do this. I promise I won’t tell anyone what you did.”

“I know you won’t because you will never have the chance to tell anyone.” He smiled, his hands clasped around her neck and slowly strangling her to death. “I wish I didn’t have to do this.”

“Then don’t!” Grace begged. “PLEASE!!!”

“I’m sorry but I have to.” The guy cried. “I can’t risk anyone finding out what I’m going to do before I’m ready. Besides I have to punish all of those people for what they did. All of them have to pay. You were never supposed to get hurt. But you connect me to the murder so I can’t let you live.”

“Wait, wait,wait,” Grace gasped, trying to catch her breath. “Tonight at dinner you promised me you would tell me your name. You have to at least keep your word tell me your name.”

“Ok I’ll tell you,” he sighed as he leaned. His hands still wrapped tightly around Grace’s neck and squeezing the life out of her. “My name is Carter……..,” he whispered.

But before she could hear the whole name, Grace’s world went dark and she was gone. Her life chocked out by someone who she had trusted. A mistake she had lived to regret.

STAY TUNED............................