Going Home for Bad by Penny Owen

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May laid down beside her fiance. He was already asleep. She was desperately horny. Beneath the covers, she pulled her nightgown up and lowered her panties.
There was only one man she could ever fantasize about while masturbating.
And it wasn’t Ralph, the man she was about to marry.
*
Blake was a bad boy. Frequently fought. Worked on cars and made them loud and fast.
Always rolled his shirts up his arms to show off his ‘guns.’
She heard he even smoked before and after school.
May, on the other hand, wore long respectable dresses. Shirts that covered her cleavage. Never anything too tight.
She was always on time to class, and turned in all of her assignments the day they were due.
So how did they even get together?
It was hard to say. It happened gradually over senior year, and then exploded after graduation.
But no one ever knew. It was between just the two of them.
It began to simmer after Christmas when she went to a party with some of her friends before school started back up. He was there. Hunting cap on. Fitted flannel t-shirt. Huge, shiny belt buckle keeping tight jeans on. He had apparently just won a fight earlier that day against a football player from a neighboring school, but they said it was no contest. Easy to believe since the only sign he had been in a fight was a scraped knuckle or two on his right hand.
God, he had pecks even then. When she saw him, he was doing one of his party tricks— flexing his chest back and forth like Arnold Schwarzenegger. It got a rise out of both the boys and the girls, making everyone laugh. They asked him to do it again, and he complied. He tried to walk away, but they demanded another encore. One after another, and he did it every time. Stood up proud and straight, with a slight smirk on his face as he did.
He saw her watching. She may have had her mouth open, she couldn’t remember. But he talked to her that night. Her. The teacher’s pet. Miss Goody-Two Shoes.
Needless to say, she started going to more and more parties after that. For some reason she had always thought they were drunken orgies, but they weren’t. They were just opportunities for everyone to hang out without some teacher throwing a worksheet in their face.
She remembered wishing she had started going earlier because it was clear she had been missing out. She had a lot of innocent, laugh filled nights at those parties from then on.
Plus, every party she went to, Blake always made sure to talk to her.
People would have suspected something if he didn’t talk to everyone. He was that kind of guy. Vocal. Verbal. Loquacious. He wasn’t the town idiot, but he wasn’t its brightest either. He was just there. Enjoying life.
One day a good friend of hers, Jenny Wellington, told her she heard he had a big cock. Like whoa big.
“How do you know? Who saw it?”
“No one! That’s the thing. No girl I know has dated him. I heard it from one of the guys.”
“What? Is he gay? Are they gay?”
“No!” Jenny said. “It’s just apparently so big that they pick on him about it. They call him BBC in the locker room.”
May looked at Jenny confused. “What does that stand for?”
“Well, you know what BBC normally stands for, don’t you?” Jenny asked.
“No…,” May said.
Jenny whispered in her ear, “It stands for big-black-cock, but for him it’s big Blake cock.”
“I didn’t know guys talked about each other’s penises,” May said, fanning herself. The thought alone got her flustered. It made her heart speed up knowing Blake intimidated other guys.
“Well, they don’t generally talk about each other’s penises, you know,” Jenny said. “That’s the point. That’s what I’m saying. His cock is so big, it causes guys who are terrified of seeming gay to abandon all concerns and talk about it. It’s just that big. They can’t help it.”
“Wow,” May said.
“I’d try and get with him if he wasn’t so… rough. He kind of scares me. Did you know he beat up my boyfriend once?”
“He beat up Andrew? Why?”
“I don’t know. Andrew won’t talk about it. He’s now terrified of him, though. At football games this past season, if he saw him, he always looked away and tried to take me sit somewhere else. Blake’s apparently a bit of a bully.”
This surprised May. He was always nice to her.
After finding this out, she tried to avoid him. She didn’t want to interact with someone who beat other people up. But he kept on talking to her whenever he saw her. Always made a point to say, “Hi May!” when he saw her. If she was still for a moment, he’d talk to her about what some stupid teacher said, or what happened at a party she didn’t go to. See, she only went to the ones on Fridays, as she wouldn’t even consider going out on a school night. Apparently they had them practically every night.
Then one night it happened. Right after graduation. Someone finally got their hands on a keg. People were acting crazy. Making out all over the place at Betsy Lloyd’s place, whose parents owned a large farm with a two story house hidden from the road by pine trees. You couldn’t even begin to see it. It was thus the perfect place for a keg party, especially since her parents were out of town on a business trip.
May decided to leave when things started to get rowdy. She could feel it. Teenagers can only consume so much before the shit really starts to go down.
Blake saw her walking back to her car and ran to catch up with her.
“May!” he slurred. “Don’t leave! I was just about to come over and do my weekly harassment session with you. Where are you going?”
May smirked. Did he not know she was into him? Harassment was way too strong a word.
He put his hand around her shoulders as she walked through the woods towards her ‘89 Taurus.
“You can’t go! Please! Come on. First night we get a keg and you leave? There are no more tests for you to study for. I mean…,” he paused and thought about it. “Are there?”
“No, Blake. School is over. For now anyway. For you, probably forever.”
He laughed and said, “You’re damn right about that!” raising his red disposable cup in the air and drinking.
He let the hand holding the cup drop down afterwards and graze her breast as they walked.
Pretty ballsy, she thought. He knew what he was doing. Drunk or not.
She looked around. No one could see them, so she decided to not say anything. Everyone was still beside the bonfire, reminiscing and making out.
“Why is it you never come to talk to me?” Blake slurred. “I mean, would it kill you to talk to me?”
“What are you talking about?” May said. “You always just showed up! I never saw you! What classes did you even take?”
“That hurts, May. You saying I’m a nobody because I wasn’t in all AP classes?”
“No! It’s just… I only ever saw you during lunch. It’s not that I didn’t want to talk to you.”
“Hmm,” he seemed to seriously consider this. “May,” he suddenly said, “I have to tell you something.” He was trying to adopt a tone of seriousness as they reached her car.
“OK…”
“I think you’re hot. I think you’re the hottest fucking thing in Madison County.”
“Um…,” May stammered and blushed. “Thank you?”
“And I think that if I were to let you leave right now, it would be the biggest mistake of my life.”
She was flattered. It’d be just like something out of TLC romance if he wasn’t completely shitfaced and smelled like cheap beer whilst casually feeling her up.
“Well, I mean, we can hang out. I don’t have to leave for New York for over a month.”
“No!” Blake barked. “I mean right now. If I let you leave right now, I know I’m going to regret it. I know it.” A lot of his weight was resting on her right now. His hand was more brazenly pushing against her breasts.
“Well, what do you want to do?” May asked, cheeks flushed.
Blake took his arm off her and looked around to the left and right, trying to stand steady but failing miserably. “I mean, it’s pretty dark out here,” he said. “I can see you. You can see me. But they don’t know we’re over here standing behind your car.”
“What’s your point?” May asked. She didn’t know where he was going.
“I have a nickname,” Blake said, changing the subject. “Do you know what it is?”
“No,” May lied.
“Really? Ah man, I thought that had spread school wide. Hoped you knew about it.”
“What is it,” May asked, knowing the answer, heart beating furiously in her chest.
“BBC. Know what it stands for?”
“No,” May lied again.
“Well, normally it’s reserved for black dudes and a certain part of them. But for me, it stands for, well… let me just show you…” he unzipped his pants and brought out his cock. “My big-Blake-cock.”
May’s eyes widened. Holy fuck it was huge! She had no idea it was even physically possible for a guy’s penis to be so big!
It started to swell and lengthen as he held it in front of her, gathering weight.
“And it gets even bigger,” he said, grinning. He slowly jerked his cock in front of her, making it hard.
“Do you want to touch it? You can touch it if you want,” he said.
May bit her lip and said, “No, I don’t think—”
He took her hand and placed it on his cock.
“Just touch it for a second. It won’t bite. Ever touched a cock before?” Her hand enclosed around his large member. It was warm and heavy.
“No,” May said, breathlessly.
“Jerk it. Don’t just hold it. Jerk it for me,” he said.
“OK,” May whispered. She started pumping it. As she did so, it got even harder and bigger. Round and veiny. Warm and smooth. She didn’t know it would be so spongy and yet stiff. There wasn’t even an arch to his huge monster cock. It stood out straight and parallel to the gound
God, she had never even been kissed by a boy, but here she was jerking a cock.
Was she now a slut?
Blake slid his hand down to her ass. She was wearing a knee length frilly skirt. He put his hand under it, and felt her pantied covered butt.
“Damn you’ve got a great ass!” he said. “So round and plump. Fuck, and I know it’s just going to get fucking better. Oh, that’s right, jerk it baby. Jerk it for me.”
May had never been this wet before. Yes, she had masturbated before. Many, many times. Afterall, it’s how she got herself to sleep every night. And, yes, many of those masturbations had been about Blake and his BBC. But, God, she was so wet she could feel her juices running down her thighs!
He pulled up her panties into her ass cheeks, causing her to squeal and raise to her tippy toes for a second.
“God damn,” Blake said. “I don’t know how some other preppy guy didn’t snatch you up. Oh fuck yeah. You’re a natural jerker. I was always afraid you’d get with one of those clean, oh God, one of those smart guys. Fuck, May…”
May didn’t say anything. None of them had ever tried. Too smart for them? Too ugly. She had always assumed they just weren’t that into her. That guys didn’t think she was pretty. But here was the hottest guy in the county feeling her up.
“Oh, stop stop stop!” Blake exclaimed.
“Why?” May asked, out of breath. She didn’t want to.
“I don’t want to cum yet,” he said.
“Come?”
“Shoot my wad,” Blake said.
“Oh. Why not?”
“Because,” Blake said and turned her around. “This ass is not going to go unnoticed by me tonight.”
He pushed her against the car and ran his hand between her separated thighs.
“Oh, you need this as much as I do,” Blake said.
“Huh? What do you mean?”
And then Blake did something she had only ever dreamed about.
He ripped her panties off of her, and they fluttered down to her feet.
“Stick your ass out! Arch your back!”
“I don’t think— do you have a condom?” she asked, complying. “You should wear—”
Blake shoved his cock in her. Rather, he tried to. His cock was too big to go right in, even though she was more than wet enough.
She moaned deeply. Spread her legs out even more, and stuck her butt up, trying to make it easier for him. She no longer cared if anyone saw them.
“That’s right. You want it, don’t you?” Blake said. He steadied his cock and pushed in slowly.
Oh shit it hurt! Could she rip? Ow ow ow ow!
But she needed it. Badly. She wasn’t going to back out of this.
It eased in. Inch after terrifying inch until she felt his muscular hips press against her ass. He was buried to the hilt.
What a far cry from humping a pillow!
She breathed in, trying to move through the pain, and Blake, to her surprise, waited for her to get used to him, only slightly moving in and out of her.
He reached around and grabbed her full breasts.
“Such a fucking handful, aren’t you? Every part of you. Damn, you’re so fucking hot.”
Her nipples were hard and pushing against her top. He easily found them and tweaked them as her pussy adjusted to his massive invasion.
She calmed a little, getting used to him. He sensed her relax and began pumping his cock in an out of her. Faster and faster.
Flesh pounding flesh. It was a good thing she parked so far away from the others. If nothing else, the crowd would be able to hear them if they were any closer.
She stifled a moan. She could feel herself about to cum as his hip bones slapped and pounded against her round, jiggling bubble butt.
“You’ve got a black girl ass, you know that?” Blake said. “You’re a fucking pawg. A phat ass white girl.”
She gasped. Oh God. It was coming. She was about to have an orgasm. She was about to ‘cum.’ Just a few yards away from everyone she went to school with.
She should be ashamed. She was going to hell! But fuck his cock was huge! And it felt so fucking good!
“Blake,” she moaned and looked back at him, face in ecstasy. “Oh Blake,” she said again.
“That’s right,” Blake said. “Say my name. Say my name!”
He pulled her hair back, forcing her to look up at the stars.
Slapped her ass hard. Both sides. Hard enough to leave marks.
Pounded, pounded, pounded into her.
“Ahhh, I’m cumming!” she whispered, high pitched like a mouse
Her cum rolled through her, rumbling, causing her to jerk and spasm on his cock. Not a two or three second cum. A long, full bodied orgasm without end. She shook and gasped, and would have fallen down if he hadn’t reached and held her up.
About fifteen seconds later her brain cleared and she could see and think again.
She realized he was still pumping in and out of her. He spread her ass open and slapped her again. She looked back at him, and pushed her round, fat ass back into him with each thrust. God, he felt good.
“Fuck, May! God, you’re a million times better than I fantasized. I jerked off to you like ten million times this past year. You know that? Damn, your ass is incredible. Smoking hot bod.”
May moaned in response.
“Oh, I’m going to cum, May!”
“Oh, take it out!” she shrieked.
He didn’t listen, and dumped his entire load into her pussy.
How he jerked, gasped, and spazzed on her… bucking like a wild animal in her.
He didn’t cum as long her, but it seemed he was as weakened by cumming as she had been.
He slid out and put his cock back into his pants, slapping her ass one more time. “We need to do this again. Real soon. I’m going to need you many more times before you leave here. You’re going to remember me.”