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The Evil that Men Do: Chapter Recap

  • Posted on June 25, 1900 at 2:05 pm
Previously in The Evil That Men Do:
(WARNING: spoilers ahead! Use this page with caution. Don’t be impulsive and read past where you left off, lest you ruin some crucial surprises.)

Chapter One: Mallory Kalvornek and her lover Julie Hanson have returned to Bronning, Minnesota, for the first time in years to catch up with friends and family. Meanwhile, their old friend (and occasional sex partner) paramedic Nettie Hastings fights to save a life, her lover Hannah drops by with an unexpected surprise, Terry Wilder grapples with writer’s block… and two little girls living in a trailer park named Heather and Gina are being carefully observed by a hidden stranger.

Chapter Two: Mallory and Julie get together at Nettie’s home with Nettie and her lover Hannah, Nettie’s friend Terry Wilder, Terry’s teen daughter Halee, and Mallory and Julie’s friend (and occasional sex partner) Cindy. Gossip is exchanged, memories shared, and an unexpected attraction between Mallory and Terry Wilder reveals itself. Meanwhile, the mother of the two trailer park girls Heather and Gina goes out for a night on the town, oblivious to the presence of the man spying on her home.

Chapter Three: At Nettie’s place, Nettie and Hannah leave the others to indulge in a bit of romantic pleasure, while Julie and her old friend Cindy get it on with Terry’s teen daughter Halee. As for Mallory, she has repaired to Terry’s place for one of her occasional bouts of heterosexual action. Appetites are indulged, confidences shared. Meanwhile, Heather and Gina are abducted from their trailer home by a mysterious and very scary man.

Chapter Four: At Nettie’s place, four women and Halee Wilder greet the morning after an evening of lesbian abandon. Later that day, Mallory rejoins Julie, Nettie, Cindy and Hannah for a day of fishing. Halee returns home and spends the day upgrading her internet in preparation for promised to be a fun night of video chat sex with her girlfriend Bethany. Meanwhile, Grace and Heather are in the custody of the mysterious man, who seems to takes delight in terrorizing them.

Chapter Five: After their day of fishing, Nettie, Julie, Cindy, Mallory & Hannah engage in a five-woman sexfest inside a tent… and with the use of Cindy’s phone, their old friend and occasional bedmate Emma attends the orgy virtually. In the midst of their abandon, Nettie has a weird, vague memory flashback that leaves her shaken, but she conceals it from the others. Back home, Halee and her new love interest Bethany (Hannah’s daughter) are having long-distance sex via their laptops. 

Chapter Six: Nettie has a heart-to-heart with Hannah about her personal demons. Later, she gets a call from Agent Bridgett Ramscone, who has an unsettling request: for Nettie to go through the documentation of her own childhood kidnapping — and the murder of her sister — as a possible way to gain insight into the abduction of Heather and Gina (who are still being emotionally abused by their kidnapper, but are also taking steps to escape). Nettie is shaken, but agrees to do what she can. 

Chapter Seven: Many years after the fact, submerged memories of Nettie’s kidnapping began to make themselves known — memories of a possible accomplice to the original crime. She shares her thoughts with Bridgett. Meanwhile, Heather and Gina work on a potential escape from their makeshift prison.

Chapter Eight: Nettie unearths more hints that kidnap victims Heather and Gina were abducted by the same man who kidnapped and brutalized Nettie and her deceased sister over a decade ago — but that man was known to have died in prison.  Gina manages to escape captivity. But Heather can’t fit through the opening they dug, and must remain behind. Nettie gets a possible fix on the girls’ captor who, while out and about, gets a flat tire — then he discovers the spare is flat as well. 

Chapter Nine: The man who kidnapped Gina and Heather must get his flat spare tire fixed, not knowing the police have been alerted to him and are searching the area. Nettie, who is also hunting for the man, manages to find his abandoned car — then, some time later, makes an even more startling discovery: little Gina, alone and weeping by an abandoned road. In the meantime, the kidnapper manages to make his escape from the area by phoning a mysterious woman to pick him up.

Chapter Ten: Mallory meets with her mother, Sharon, for the first time in months, but fails to learn the cause of the recent distance between them. Nettie is still obsessed with Jacob Brentshaw, the man who kidnapped her and murdered her sister Annamarie so many years ago, sensing he is also behind the recent kidnapping as well… but can’t get past the fact that Brentshaw was killed in prison. Her actions saved the lives of Gina and Heather, but she remains determined to keep working the case on her own. For the first time, Nettie tells her lover Hannah about her own kidnapping and Annamarie’s death, events she has refused to discuss with anyone for years.

Chapter Eleven: Terry finds himself at loose ends, questioning his current life path, and decides to open up to than his dear friend and former sex partner Nettie. She and Hannah lend a sympathetic ear, then their conversation turns to kidnappings — the recent one, as well as Nettie’s own horrific abduction over a decade earlier, when her sister was murdered. She is fast coming round to the conclusion that both kidnappings involved an accomplice.

Chapter Twelve: A sleepover is in progress at Terry’s place while he is out. When the girls retire to their rooms, Halee phones her girlfriend Bethany and puts her on speaker to hear her younger sister Naomi and Chelsey going at it through their adjoining walls, and a good time is had by all. Upon returning home, Terry does some work on an idea for a new novel after months of inaction. Mallory is still unsure what to do with the family farm, and Nettie runs some ideas about the recent kidnapping case past Agent Ramscone.

Chapter Thirteen: Four members of the Pussy Posse — Mallory, Julie, Jamie, and Emma — are spending quality time together, along with Julie’s younger sister Vicky. News, gossip, memories, and innuendo are bandied about. Vicky hesitantly speaks of a recent sleepover where she overheard a couple of the girls saying hurtful things about her, an incident that still stings badly. The four women offer her comfort and understanding, which soon becomes something more.

Chapter Fourteen: Mallory, Julie, Jamie, Emma and Julie’s younger sister Vicky are having a barbecue and sleepover. Vicky loves hanging out with the Pussy Posse, but feels a little self-conscious, knowing that the women will very likely be having group sex later that evening. But Julie boldly her sister to join the sapphic festivities. Vicky is hesitant at first, especially at the prospect of coupling with her older sibling, but Julie manages to put her at ease. The four women and one teen adjourn for the master bedroom. Clothes are removed, bare bodies mingle, pleasure is shared.

Chapter Fifteen: Halee and her new girlfriend Bethany (daughter of Nettie’s lover Hannah), spend time roaming the town, getting to know one another better. Later on, they spend time together in a more intimate way. Meanwhile, Mallory and her partner Julie get a piece of surprising, potentially life-changing news.

Chapter Sixteen: Mallory is pregnant, and Terry Wilder is the father. She visits Bronning to give him the news, then they join Julie at Nettie’s place to discuss the situation. Terry chooses to leave the final decision in Mallory’s hands, but makes it clear that he is willing to raise the child as his own if Mal doesn’t want to be a mother.

Chapter Seventeen: Nettie pays a visit to the trailer park to visit Gina and Heather, the two girls she saved from a mysterious kidnapper. Still grappling with distant memories of her own kidnapping, she shows the girls a mugshot of Jacob Brentshaw, who was convicted of abducting her and murdering her twin sister Anna years earlier, but they tell her it isn’t the same man, despite disturbing similarities. Afterward, she gets an angry call from FBI agent Latisha Miller, who already knows about this visit to the girls and strongly disapproves. Nettie admits to pursuing this all-but-closed case, but refuses to back off. Against her better judgment, Agent Miller is coming around to allowing Nettie to continue her investigation. Meanwhile, Mallory, Julie and Terry visit a doctor to discuss Mal’s unexpected pregnancy.

Chapter Eighteen: Nettie manages to get approval from Agents Ramscone and Miller to proceed with her personal, off-the-record investigation of the kidnapping case, by making both women an offer they can’t refuse — and it isn’t sexual. Afterwards, her lover Hannah drops by for an early visit, and the two of them join Julie, Mallory, Halee and Terry for a pleasant chat where Mal drops the news about her pregnancy to those who don’t yet know about it. The next day, Mallory and Julie hang out with Halee and her new girlfriend Bethany, where the girls makes Julie and Mal an offer they can’t refuse — and this time, it IS sexual.

Chapter Nineteen: We momentarily put our kidnapping mystery to one side as two female couples come together for a stimulating foursome. Mallory and Julie share a bed with their younger friends Halee and Bethany. Partners are swapped, pleasure is shared, orgasms are had.

Chapter Twenty: Nettie steels herself to phone Melissa Brentshaw, the sister of Jacob, the man who went to prison (where he was later murdered) for kidnapping Nettie and her sister sixteen years earlier. Though apprehensive at first, Melissa finally agrees to meet with Nettie, but not until she returns from a two-week vacation. Mallory and Julie float the idea of leaving their life in Boulder and returning to Bronning to raise their baby among family and friends. Vicky gets invited to a sleepover by her friend, Chrissy Moen. A possible complication: Chrissy also wants to invite Patty Spisak, who insulted Vicky rather badly at a previous sleepover. Chrissy claims, however, that Patty is genuinely sorry for what she said, so Vicky goes along with her friend’s plans.

Chapter Twenty-One: Mallory spends some quality time with her lover Julie, who finds herself really getting into repairing a decrepit tractor that Mal’s dad never got around to working on himself. Vicky and Crissy get together for their planned sleepover, along with awkward, introverted Patty Spisak, who offers a tearful apology for going along with a friend who insulted Vicky (and her stepsister Julie) at an earlier sleepover. Her apology is accepted, then the girls relax and chat for awhile. The conversation inevitably turns to sex, and things get interesting.

Chapter Twenty-Two: Vicky, Chrissy and Patty get carried away in their sexual curiosity, and new frontiers are explored. Meanwhile, family members of the late Jacob Brentshaw (convicted of the long-ago kidnapping of Nettie and the murder of her sister), meet for a discussion of urgent matters.

Chapter Twenty-Three: Mallory, Julie in tow, visits her beloved grandmother Paulette to inform her of Mal’s pregnancy. The three of them also discuss the problem of Mal’s mother Sharon, who seems to be dealing with serious emotional problems and keeping them completely to herself. Later, newly anointed FBI trainee Nettie is given her very own handgun. Meanwhile, Vicky’s new friend and sex partner Patty Spisak is walking through town when she encounters Sarah Spencer, the girl who made hurtful homophobic remarks about Vicky (and Vicky’s stepsister Julie) at a recent sleepover.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Vicky, with the help of her family, makes plans to purchase a baroque lute. She travels with Mallory, Julie and Patty Spisak to pick up the instrument from its owner, a musician named Lacey O’Donnell. The five of them spend a very pleasant afternoon discussing music, among other topics. Meanwhile, three members of the Brentshaw family are having a meeting about how to respond to continued scrutiny of the recent kidnapping of Heather and Gina Dulcey, and how best to keep themselves from getting collared for their crime.

Chapter Twenty-Five: Once it’s discovered that Lacey O’Donnell, the middle-aged musician who is selling her lute to Vicky, is a lesbian, their little get-together with Mallory, Julie and Patty becomes much more. Another submerged memory from Nettie’s long-ago kidnapping emerges from the murk, and it pays off in a big way when Nettie finally gets to meet with Melissa Brentshaw (sister of Jacob Brentshaw, who was convicted for the crime). The two women have a most enlightening discussion, but they are also seen together by a most interested party…

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  • Posted on April 9, 1900 at 4:17 pm

WARNING! The following scene contains descriptive sexual acts of a heterosexual nature.

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To be inconspicuous, Trish and Kat first strolled toward the bathrooms before ducking around the back and stealthily taking the direction of the boathouse instead. They arrived a few minutes later and Kat led them inside. It was dimly lit, with only two sets of fluorescent lights glowing over their heads. There were no windows, and the floor was about five-foot-wide and formed a U-shape lining the side and back walls. The rest of the space was water, where boats had once been moored.

Near a back corner, Trish spotted a boy, a little older than she was, who she assumed was Kat’s brother. Kat took her hand and led her to a spot where several old blankets had been arranged on the floor. The spot where Trish was going to have sex with a boy for the first time. Her stomach flip-flopped.

“Trish, this is my brother, Mark. Mark, Trish.”

There was enough light in this part of the boathouse for Trish to easily make out his features and her first thought was that Mark was kind of hot, for a guy. He stood a few inches taller than her and his shaggy hair was a sandy blonde color. He wore a black T-shirt with his camp’s logo on it in yellow and a pair of yellow shorts with a black stripe up the side. Trish figured he must work out or play lots of sports as the muscles of his arms and legs were toned nicely. She found herself looking forward to him taking his shirt off, to see if he was as buff as she imagined.

“Hi, Trish,” he said, snapping her out of her musings. “Kat’s told me a lot about you.”

“Oh, h-hi,” she replied, suddenly at a loss for words. Really? Is that all you got? she asked herself.

“Listen, Trish. Before we begin, I just want to make it clear that if there’s anything you don’t want to do, or if you want to stop at any time, just say so. You’re in charge here. Okay?” Mark said in all seriousness.

Trish nodded, feeling a tad less nervous. “Yeah, okay. Thanks.”

“Great, then. We don’t have a lot of time so we should get started,” Kat said.

“Right,” Mark agreed and without another word, both sister and brother began stripping as if it was the most natural thing in the world.

Trish watched, unable to move—except for her eyes, following Mark’s every movement as he took off his clothes. She was glad to see that her guess had been correct, admiring well-defined pecs and abs when Mark pulled off his shirt. But her gaze was soon drawn away from the sexy torso when he kicked off his sneakers and pushed his short down and off.

Her eyes widened and her jaw went slack as she took in his semi-erect penis. “Oh my,” she whispered. Sure, she had seen one before, but only in pictures. This was her first time seeing one in person… and she was going to become intimately familiar with this one very soon.

Arousal coursed through her. She found herself unable to take her eyes from Mark’s cock, until Kat spoke to her.

“Trish? Are you going to join us?”

“Huh?” Trish said, pulling her eyes away long enough to see that Kat was now just as naked as Mark, kneeling on the blanket in front of him.

“Come on. Get out of those clothes and get down here,” Kat said.

Trish hesitated for a moment, feeling a bit insecure about taking her clothes off in front of a boy. But the whole reason she came here was to have sex with him, and obviously, that wasn’t going to happen without getting naked. She gave herself a mental kick and began to hurriedly strip out of her clothes, pushing her embarrassment from her mind. Soon, she was naked and kneeling next to Kat.

She stared at it. She couldn’t help herself, really. Five inches of teenage cock stuck out from the boy’s body, surrounded by a bush of curly brown hair. Nearly close enough to brush her face. Seemingly by instinct, Trish licked her lips.

“You can touch it. It won’t break,” Kat said, bumping shoulders.

Trish glanced at Kat, who gave her an encouraging smile, then brought her gaze back to the cock. Slowly, she raised her hand, hovering just short of touching the shaft for a moment, then letting her fingers run up and down its length, exploring the new sensations. She could feel the natural bumps and ridges of Mark’s penis, just like on Alexis’ purple dildo—or the other way around, she supposed. Wrapping her hand around his cock, she gave it a quick stroke, from the tip down to his balls.

“Ugh,” Mark grunted, “Careful with the balls, Trish. They’re fragile.”

Trish yanked her hand away. “Sorry!”

Mark chuckled. “It’s okay. Try again.”

She did, this time pumping his cock without hitting his balls on the way down. Trish watched in fascination as the skin beneath her hand seemed to move slightly with each stroke, as if it was simply a sheath that housed his cock.

“What’s that?” she whispered to Kat, indicating the drops of a clear liquid that had appeared at the tip of Mark’s penis.

“It’s pre-cum. It comes out when boys get turned on, sorta like what happens when your pussy gets wet,” Kat explained, then wiped the drops away with a fingertip and stuck it in her mouth.

Trish looked up. “Are you turned on, Mark?”

“Very.” He smiled at her and thrust gently with his hips, making Trish giggle.

“Ready to try something else?” Kat asked after a moment. She didn’t wait for Trish to reply and took Mark’s cock into her hand. Pushing it up flat against his body, Kat leaned in and licked up its entire length then back down again.

Trish followed the movements of Kat’s tongue as it played along Mark’s shaft. She shivered, but it wasn’t from the cold. Her nervousness was gone now, replaced with excitement and desire. Kat circled the tip for a moment before parting her lips and taking the cock fully into her mouth. As her head bobbed, she fondled his balls with one hand and her pussy with her other.

“You try,” Kat said after releasing her brother’s cock a few moments later.

Trish had been toying with her clit during the show and was more than ready to get in on the action. She moved in a bit closer as Kat moved to give her room, and once again took the shaft into her hand. Trish stroked it a few times, smiling at the soft moans coming from above, then she brought the cock down so that the tip was just in front of her lips. The boy had a musky scent about him. It wasn’t like that of the girls and women she had gone down on, but it wasn’t unpleasant either. Tentatively, she stuck her tongue out and let the tip touch the purplish head of Mark’s penis. The flesh was smooth and warm, and not like… Well, Trish wasn’t sure what she had expected it to be like, really.

Holding the cock still, Trish opened her mouth and slowly let her lips travel over the flesh of the first inch. So far, so good. She pulled back a bit then went a little further, bobbing back and forth like she had seen Kat do, but never taking more than two inches in her mouth.

“Mmmm, that feels good, Trish,” Mark murmured.

Encouraged by the compliment, Trish pushed further, intending to take the entirety of Mark’s cock like Kat had done, but she immediately gagged. Pulling away, she coughed a couple of times, wiping the spittle from her chin with the back of her hand.

“Whoa there, Trish. Are you okay?” Kat asked.

Trish nodded. “Yeah,” she said, coughing again. “Felt it at the back of my throat. Sorry ‘bout that.”

“No need to apologize. You’re doin’ real good for your first time,” Mark said. “I need to take a break for a sec. You two carry on, though.” He smiled slyly and winked.

What was that about? Wasn’t he enjoying it? Trish turned to Kat to ask if she’d done something wrong, but the girl had read her mind.

“He was getting close to coming, that’s all. You must have been doing an excellent job.” Kat pulled Trish closer and kissed her full on the lips.

Trish welcomed her friend into her mouth and soon their tongues were dancing with growing passion. They kissed for a couple of minutes, hands roaming over each other’s bodies. Boys were intriguing, but Trish certainly wasn’t getting tired of girls any time soon. Feeling Kat’s hand dip down between her legs, Trish gasped when a finger suddenly slipped inside.

“You’re nice and wet,” Kat said, pulling back. “Wanna try riding that cock now?”

Trish glanced at Mark, standing a short distance away and watching them hungrily as he slowly stroked his cock. That was what she’d been waiting for, wasn’t it? Trish nodded excitedly. “Yeah, let’s do it.”

“You should try it cowgirl style for your first time.” Kat motioned to her brother. “On your back, if you please, big brother,” she said playfully.

“Cowgirl?” Trish asked, watching Mark stretch out on the blanket.

“Just watch me. I’ll show you.” Kat took a condom from the box that Mark had placed at the edge of the blanket earlier. Once her brother was in position, she opened the foil pack and rolled the condom over his cock.

“Sit at his feet, Trish. You’ll get a better view of what’s going on,” Kat said.

Trish did as she was instructed, anxious to learn by example. She watched as Kat knelt, straddling Mark’s hips. Lifting herself a bit, she positioned the head of the boy’s cock at her entrance. “See what I’m doing here?” Kat asked, glancing over her shoulder at Trish. “This way you are in complete control of how fast and how deep you take it.”

“Okay, yeah,” Trish replied. She stared in fascination as Kat lowered herself and her hole stretched to fit the cock.

Kat continued to slide down and, within seconds, the shaft was completely inside her. Trish was following the action closely, wide-eyed, wondering if she would be able to take it all with the same ease. Then Kat began to move, sliding up and down her brother’s cock. Her tempo quickly increased and soon she was bouncing as if riding a galloping horse. So that’s why it’s called cowgirl style.

A minute later, Kat stopped and moved off her brother. “Need a break?” she asked him.

“No. I’m good.”

“Okay, Trish. Ready to take this stud for a ride?” Kat teased.

Trish cocked her head.  It seemed like an odd expression, but she didn’t question it. With nervous excitement, she crawled into a kneeling position over Mark, just as Kat had done.

“That’s it. Now lift a bit so you can put his dick in your pussy,” Kat directed.

“Okay.” The texture of the condom was strange to the touch as Trish guided his cock into position. She slid the head through her folds a couple of times, enjoying the feeling, before lining it up with her entrance. The pressure on her opening reminded her of Monica’s makeshift dildo back home. Suddenly, she wondered what Monica was thinking about at that moment. Was she worried? Or disappointed, maybe? Trish shook the thought away and focused on what she was doing.

“I’m gonna put it in now,” Trish announced. She tried to push down on the rigid cock beneath her, but there was some resistance. She was tensing too much, she realized. Taking a deep breath, she tried again. This time, after just a little more resistance, Mark’s penis slipped inside her. The tip, anyway. Trish let out an audible gasp. She could most definitely feel it inside, stretching her. It wasn’t painful or unpleasant, it was just a unique feeling.

“Everything okay, Trish?” Mark asked.

“Yeah,” Trish replied. “Just getting used to the size, I guess.” She assumed that Mark’s penis was a normal size for a boy his age, but to her, it felt huge. Trish took another breath and pushed some more, suddenly sliding down the remainder of his cock.”

“Geez! Fuck me,” she muttered, then blushed, realizing what she had said.

“Yeah, I’d say that’s exactly what’s happening here,” Kat said with a chuckle. “Still doin’ okay, though?”

“Yeah, give me a sec.” Trish held the position for a moment, giving herself time to get used to the intrusion. Soon, she realized that her pussy had adjusted on its own to having a cock inside her. She knew it was there, but it was as if all her muscles down there had relaxed to accommodate it. Tentatively, she pulled herself up, then back down again. Damn! That was strange, but kind of cool… and it felt good. She tried it again, and again, until she was sliding up and down as quickly as Kat had earlier.

As she rode Mark’s cock, he fondled one of her breasts. Kat had taken the other in her mouth, trying her best to keep up with Trish’s movements. With each downward thrust, Trish grunted and little sparks of pleasure went off inside her; she could feel the orgasm slowly building deep down.

Mark’s hands pushed on her hips, slowing her thrusts. “Wanna switch it up?” he asked as she reluctantly came to a stop.

Trish looked to Kat then back to Mark. “Like what?”

“Doggy? he asked. “And maybe Kat can get in on the action, too?”

“Mmm, sounds good to me. What do you think, Trish?”

Now, the doggy position was one she had heard of before, and she was game to try it, except for one thing. “You won’t stick it up my bum, will you?”

Mark laughed. “No, I won’t, scout’s honor,” he said, holding his fingers up in the boy scout salute.

Trish smiled. “Good,” she said as she slowly extracted herself from his dick. She grimaced for a second when it slipped out. The sensation was just as weird coming out as it had been going in. Must be a first-time thing, she figured.

As Mark stood, Kat took his place on the blanket, her legs spread. It only took a second for Trish to catch on. Mark wanted her to go down on his sister while he fucked her from behind. Trish thought that sounded like an awesome idea, actually. She grinned widely as she hurried into position between Kat’s legs.

On knees and elbows, Trish was licking the juices from Kat’s pussy before Mark was even in position. She loved the tangy taste of Kat nearly as much as she loved tasting Monica. As exciting as feeling Mark’s cock inside her was, Trish knew she could never give up girls, especially her stepsister.

Mark’s hands caressed her ass, squeezing and kneading her cheeks. “You have such a nice ass,” he said. Trish lifted her face from Kat’s pussy to respond but instead gasped sharply when Mark spread her ass cheeks and swirled his tongue around her asshole.

“Oooh, yeah,” Trish moaned as the pleasurable sensations washed over her. Mark then slid his tongue to her entrance and teased it until her body was begging for a more intense stimulation.

When Mark pulled away, Trish craned her head to look behind her just in time to see him, a hand on his cock, guiding it toward her entrance.

“Ghaa!” Trish let out a loud gasp, somehow surprised again by the sudden intrusion even though she’d been expecting it. She rocked forward as he pushed his entire length into her with one thrust.

“You okay?” Mark asked.

“Mmm-mmm,” Trish purred, enjoying what she could only describe as a mini orgasm.

“Good,” he replied then continued to thrust into her. “Keep licking Kat’s cunt now.”

Trish turned her attention back to Kat’s sex but soon realized that it was a challenge to focus on the task with Mark’s hips banging into her backside with each thrust. But she did her best to keep her mouth on her friend’s pussy, eagerly licking the stiff little nub. Kat seemed to enjoy how Mark’s movements regularly pushed Trish’s face harder against her. In fact, in surprisingly little time, the girl began groaning loudly and clamped her thighs around Trish’s head as a climax made her body shake like a leaf.

Wow, watching her brother fuck me must really have turned her on, Trish thought, smirking to herself.

She had also noticed that there was quite a difference between riding a cock at her own pace and having Mark in control, pumping it in and out of her rather… enthusiastically. But she didn’t mind his ardor at all, feeling her own release swiftly approaching.

“Yeah… yeah… yeah!” Trish panted as Mark’s rhythm quickened and pushed her right over the edge. The bliss of the orgasm rushed through her, different but intense as her vaginal muscles contracted around the hard cock inside her.

The sensation must have been pretty powerful for Mark as well, because he quickly pulled out of Trish’s pulsating vagina, grunting, “I’m gonna come soon!”

Trish was still feeling dazed by the effects of her orgasm as Kat helped her into a kneeling position. She blinked a few times, trying to grasp what was going on. Mark was standing in front of them, jerking his cock like a mad man. The condom he had been wearing lay discarded on the floor.

“Tilt you face up a bit, Trish. He’s gonna come on us.”

Okay, she hadn’t been expecting that, but whatever, Trish did wonder what a boy’s cum tasted like. Noticing that Kat had her mouth open and her tongue sticking out, Trish did the same.

Mark continued to stroke himself, tapping the tip of his cock against Kat’s tongue now and again. When Mark turned to place his cock on Trish’s tongue, she surprised herself by pushing his hand away and wrapping her own around it. She began pumping his cock hard while keeping the head in her mouth.

“Oh fuck,” Mark grunted.

“Careful, Trish. He’ll shoot his load in your mouth,” Kat warned.

Trish didn’t care at this point. Closing her mouth around the head of his cock, she slid along its length, sucking him just like she’d learned earlier. Mark placed a hand on her head and softly guided her movements.

“Yes, Trish. Fuck,” Mark said.

When he stopped moving, his cock pulsed against her lips as three jets of something warm, salty, and slightly bitter splashed against the roof of her mouth. She froze in place, her instinct to pull away was blocked by Mark’s firm but gentle grip on her head.

After what felt like several minutes, Mark released her and pulled his quickly softening cock from her mouth. Without really thinking about it, Trish swallowed the big load of cum. She was surprised that it hadn’t made her gag.

“Holy crap, Trish! Did you swallow all his cum?” Kat asked, wide-eyed. “I kinda wanted some…” she added softly.

“Yeah, I guess I did,” she giggled. “Sorry!”

“You could have spit it out,” Mark said. “Um, and I’m sorry I held your head like that. That’s something me and Kat do but… You know, my brain doesn’t work too well while I’m coming.” Mark grinned at her and winked.

“It’s okay. It didn’t taste awful or anything,” Trish said, reassuring Mark as she stood. “But… not great either. Not sure I’d really wanna do that again.”

“We should probably get going before someone notices we’re missing,” Kat said, picking up Trish’s shirt and throwing it at her.

“Oh, right.” Trish hurriedly hunted for the rest of her clothes and put them on, while the siblings exchanged a few quiet words as they did the same.

“You girls go ahead, I’ll stay behind a bit and tidy up here,” Mark said.

“Okay, well, thanks for… uh, fucking me,” Trish said, bursting out laughing as she realized how weird that sounded.

Mark grinned. “It was my pleasure. Literally.”

“So, what did you think?” Kat asked once they were on their way back to camp. “Was it everything you expected?”

“I really wasn’t sure what to expect,” Trish said, “but it was fun and I’m glad I did it.”

“Happy to hear. Mark thinks you’re pretty cool, too.”

Trish snorted. “So is he. You’re lucky to have him for a brother.”

Kat gave a nod. “Yeah, even without the sex, he’s a good guy.”

They fell into an amicable silence and Trish smiled to herself, playing back the events from the boathouse in her mind as they walked back to camp.

 

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The Beekeeper’s Lament – Character List

  • Posted on April 28, 1066 at 1:19 pm

In the Anglo-Welsh border village of Derwold:

Georgia Newton ~ Mother of Millie and Freya. Lover of Sadie Laine. Moved to the village of Derwold after her husband died. Very grounded, and distrustful of magic. She is the eponymous beekeeper of the title.

Freya Newton ~ Oldest daughter of Georgia. A natural cynic who struggles with insecurities. She likes to spend time in the greenhouse with her herbs.

Millie Newton ~ Youngest daughter of Georgia and witch’s apprentice. Harbours magical powers. Loves to go on adventures. Just on the right side of precocious.

Sadie Laine ~ Schoolteacher and Georgia’s lover, secretly a witch. Came to Derwold to send her restless, troublesome ancestor Isabel on to the afterlife and ended up staying. Bubbly, kooky, but has grit where it counts.

Elsa Hart ~ Lady of the Manor and Simon’s Derwold’s wife. A refined woman of impeccable taste.

Simon Derwold ~ Ancestral heir to the Derwold estate. His family has a troubled past.

Astris ~ An ancient forest nymph known as a dryad. Has served as Derwold’s protector for many centuries. She speaks of Neanderthals, the Picts, and the Roman invasion of Britain as if she has witnessed these things firsthand.

Sally Jeffries ~ Runs the local post office. Wicked sense of humour. Strange and unusual things happen when she’s had a few drinks.

Bernard the Druid ~ Bumbling, pompous druid. Has made Derwold his temporary home.

Roy Sutton ~ Georgia and Sadie’s camp friend. Loves knitting.

Vivaan Dinesh ~ Derwold’s resident doctor. One of the few people who know of Sadie’s dual life.

Billy Buckham ~ A grumpy black cat and Sadie’s animal familiar. Does not suffer fools gladly.

Bee ~ Newton family dog. Has a very waggy tail.

Mr. Dalliard (deceased) ~ An elderly gentleman and friend to Sadie and the Newtons. Millie was particularly fond of him. As a young boy he was seduced by Isabel and nearly killed. Astris healed him, inadvertently extending his lifespan in the process. Last seen possessing the body of a majestic stag in order to protect Georgia and her girls. His spirit has since moved on.

Isabel (deceased) ~ Sadie’s ancestor. She was accused of witchcraft and killed by hanging. Astris reached out to comfort her during her last moments, allowing Isabel to anchor her spirit to the great oak and leech off the dryad’s power. Hundreds of years later, Sadie managed to send her back to the great cycle.

 

In the Cornish coastal town of Morcant-On-Sea:

Hailey Ellis ~ A young journalist and budding writer. Has come back to Morcant to live with her uncle.

Derek ~ Fisherman and Hailey’s uncle. Loud, brash, enjoys the simple things in life.

Rita ~ Hailey’s aunt, and for a time, her lover. Also happens to be a selkie. Derek stole her sealskin and bound her to the land but she has since found her way back to the ocean.

Jack ~ One of Derek’s former crew and Hailey’s occasional lover. Not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but means well.

Madeline ~ Morcant’s glamorous doctor. Lost her husband to the sea many years before. An unrepentant sexual deviant.

Isla ~ Madeline’s teenage daughter. All adolescent hormones.

Mike ~ Hailey’s boss at the local newspaper.

Karnu ~ Reluctant leader of the Selkie.

Sully (deceased) ~ Lifelong fisherman and Derek’s former first mate. His smoking habit finally caught up with him.