Morbid

Cissily was not surprised when she received the same reception as the day before. “Jesus Christ, you skanks! Stop staring! I know Arnold's fucking gorgeous, but enough's enough.”

A lot of the girls in the hallway couldn't believe what they were hearing.

“Just because he's the only guy living here, doesn't mean you can ogle him like he's a piece of meat that you want to sink your teeth into.” Cissily said. “Getting angry that he has friends besides your skinny white asses is stupid, too.”

None of them said anything as they passed and Arnold opened his dorm room door. In almost no time at all, Arnold had the groceries all put away. They left and went back to the elevator and the doors opened when the button was pushed.

“Before you all start freaking out about us leaving together, we're going over to my house! Ha hahaha!” Ciccily kept laughing after the elevator doors closed. “Did you see the looks on their faces! Ha ha!” She said and then calmed down. “Just the implication that you and I might have sex shocked them.”

Arnold nodded and she moaned as his hand slid across her ass and gripped one of her cheeks tightly.

Cissily turned to him and looked up at his face. “Imagine what they would think if they knew you already had that wonderful cock buried deep inside of me and made me come so many times.” She was tempted to hop up on her toes to kiss him, then the elevator doors opened on the second floor. “They would be even more jealous of me than they are now.” She whispered and turned back to face the front of the elevator.

“Hey, there.” A young woman said as she stepped into the elevator.

“Hello.” Arnold said and Cissily had to clamp her mouth shut as he groped her ass almost as well as he had massaged her breasts the day before.

The elevator doors opened on the ground floor and the three of them stepped out. Cissily almost sighed in sadness as Arnold's hand no longer held her ass and she and him left the building.

“Hop in. I'm going home to change and pick up Amy and Maxine.” Cissily said and they both climbed into the car. She drove them the short distance away from the campus and parked in front of a very nice single level house. They got out and walked over to the front door, then Cissily put a hand on his chest.

“Arnold, you're the kissing bandit.” Cissily said and looked into his eyes. “I've seen you kiss a few people now... even the cafeteria worker.” She sighed. “Why haven't you kissed me?”

“You don't want me to.” Arnold said.

“Wh-what?”

“No flirting. No passes. No asking for sex.” Arnold repeated her words.

Cissily took a deep breath and let out a sigh, then nodded and turned around and opened the front door. “Ma! We're here.” She said and led him inside.

“Have a seat in the living room, Arnold!” Doris said from the kitchen. “I've just got to baste the roast and I'll be right in.”

Arnold went into the living room and took off his suit coat, then sat down on the couch. Cissily gave him a longing look and then went down the hallway and entered her room to get changed. The front door opened and Amy and Maxine came in, dressed up in their best outfits.

Amy had left the mini-braids off and her black hair was a nice frizzy mess. She wore a white slinky dress that left a lot of her dark skinned cleavage showing. The dress was tight on her hips and only went down to mid thigh. Maxine's red hair was tied up in a bun and she wore a low v-neck blue top and tight leather pants that hugged her body, which showed off exactly how much space she had between her legs.

“Cissily! We're here!” Amy said loudly from the hallway, then she walked into the living room and caught her breath as she came to a stop. “Arnold!” She exclaimed and her breasts jiggled a little.

“Hello.” Arnold said and saw her nipples pop out from the stimulation.

“What are you looking at?” Amy looked down at her chest and saw that her nipples were poking out through the thin fabric.

“You're not wearing a bra.” Arnold said.

“I can't.” Amy said and resisted the urge to cover her chest with her hands. “You would see the straps of anything I wore under the dress.”

“I told her to wear pasties or something.” Maxine said with a chuckle. “You know she's going to bend over at some point tonight and her tits are going to pop right out of that dress and flash the room.”

Cissily came out and she wore a thick silver strap across her chest that covered her breasts completely. As she walked, the strap didn't support her at all and her breasts jiggled and swayed all over the place. The skirt she wore barely covered her ass and she wore thigh high lace stockings and a garter belt.

“Jesus, Cissily!” Amy said loudly. “What the hell are you wearing?”

“It's my 'hurry up and fuck me' dress.” Cissily said and didn't look at Arnold.

“That's not a dress.” Doris said in a stern voice as she came out of the kitchen. “It barely covers you as underwear.”

“Well, I'm only good for fucking, so that's what I'm going out to do.” Cissily said and gave a pointed look to Arnold, then walked by Amy and Maxine and left the house.

“I'll talk to her.” Amy said to Doris and then she and Maxine followed Cissily out of the house.

“I hope they can talk some sense into that girl.” Doris said and walked into the living room. She wore a nice skirt and a scoop neck top, both dark blue, and she sat down next to Arnold. “Her moods the last few days have been all over the place.”

Arnold put his arm around her shoulders and Doris leaned into him and relaxed.

“We have about an hour before the roast is ready.” Doris said and turned her head to look at him. “I'm very tempted to show you some sexual positions right now; but, I think I'd rather just kiss you and make up for all the times I've missed doing it with you the last couple of weeks.”

“Okay.” Arnold said and turned his head to her. “Good morning.” He said and gave her a three second kiss. “Goodnight.” He gave her a five second kiss. “Good morning.” He gave her a three second kiss. “Thank you.” He gave her a one second kiss. “Goodnight.” He gave her another five second kiss.

“A-Arnold.” Doris whispered and she put her arms around him.

“That's only two days.” Arnold said and wrapped his arms around her and kept going. Doris started breathing heavily as she and Arnold made out on the couch for quite some time. She honestly had no idea what time it was when he finally stopped. All she knew was that her breasts ached to be rubbed and kissed just as much, and that her underwear was thoroughly soaked.

“I... owe you... a bunch of hugs.” Doris said and slipped her top off, then popped her bra to let her breasts spill out. “Please, hug them as much as you want.”

“Thank you.” Arnold said and gave her a one second kiss, then he buried his face into her soft mounds. He gave them the best kissing and massage that Doris had ever had. She held him and rubbed the back of his head as she closed her eyes to savour the feeling. Sometime later, the food timer buzzed and broke her out of the wonderful feeling she was having.

“Oh, damn.” Doris said and Arnold stopped to look at her face. “Supper is ready.”

Arnold helped her hook her bra back on and she stood up to pull her top back on. When Doris turned around to go into the kitchen, a large wet spot was on her skirt.

“The back of your skirt is wet.” Arnold said.

“So is the couch.” Doris said with a smile. “It's okay. I'll clean it up later.”

“Okay.” Arnold said and followed her into the kitchen. He helped her with the food and they carried it into the small dining room. They sat down and had a great meal in the dim light of the candles that Doris had lit. Afterwards, she told him to leave the dishes when he tried to take them to the kitchen, took his hand, and led him to her bedroom.

“It's time that I kept my promise to you.” Doris said and slowly stripped off. “I'm going to show you all of the sexual positions I know.”

Arnold nodded and stripped off as well. Doris saw his ready state and smiled, then she had him lay down on the bed and climbed on top of him. “This is called the cowgirl.” She said and held him steady, then sat down on him. “OHHHH!” She yelled as she came and a little puddle formed on his abdomen. “Arnold, you wonderful man.” She said and moved up and down on him. Her large breasts bounced and Arnold dug his hands into them. “YES!” She yelled and came again.

After a few minutes, she laid down on top of him.

“This is... reverse missionary.” Doris panted and moved forward and back while hugging him. “If I was on bottom and you were moving in and out of me, that's called missionary.”

“Most of the sex I've had... was missionary.” Arnold said.

“Then let's... expand your... knowledge base... a lot more.” Doris said and kissed him.

*

Cissily was getting pounded from behind by a guy she had met out on the dance floor. He was six foot two and his skin was pitch black. He also had a large penis. She was grateful for that, because she really wanted to feel it tonight. She had her arms braced on the sink of the bathroom and despite a cursory grope at the beginning, the guy completely ignored her breasts.

He moved in and out of her with a little difficulty, because he was a bit too long to fit himself all the way in. He kept bumping her cervix and she wasn't sure if she liked that. Otherwise, she was having a good time... or she tried to convince herself. He wasn't attentive, he wasn't reading her body movements, and he wasn't paying any attention at all to what she wanted.

“Fuck, you're tight.” He said and moved in and out a bit more. “Oh, yeah... I'm gonna come, bitch.” He said and slapped her ass. “Get ready for it!”

Just hurry the fuck up! Cissily thought, starting to get angry.

He sped up and got a little rough with her. “Here... we... go!” He said and pulled out, whipped off the condom, and turned her around. “On your knees!”

Cissily stared at his face angrily.

He kept stroking himself and pushed down hard on her shoulder and made her stumble. “I said get on your knees, you whore!”

Cissily growled at him.

“You know you want this!” He said and closed his eyes, then he yelled inarticulately as he felt a gut wrenching pain.

Cissily grabbed him by the balls and squeezed as hard as she could, then she pushed his dick to the side as he ejaculated. “Did you want this, you fucker?” She asked and jerked on him as hard as she could and kept squeezing his balls. “How does this feel, huh? Do you like being treated like a whore?”

The guy had tears running down his eyes from the pain. “S-s-stop! Please! Let me go!”

“I'll let you go when I'm fucking done.” Cissily said and kept going.

The guy thought about hitting her to make her let go, then he felt her fingernails dig into his soft and tender flesh.

“Don't you fucking dare think about punching me, asshole.” Cissily said and kept jerking him as fast as she could, then he came again. She jerked him a little more to make sure he actually had an orgasm, then she gave his balls one more squeeze and left her fingernail marks in the skin.

“If I ever hear of you treating another woman like you just treated me, I'll be back to tear your balls completely off.” Cissily said and slapped his ball sack.

“AGH!” The guy grunted and put his hands over his tender bits.

“What a fucking mistake you were.” Cissily said as she washed her hands off. “You can't fuck worth a damn and you barely got me wet.” She dried her hands off and tossed the paper towels at him, then adjusted her underwear and pulled her skirt back down. “You're pathetic.”

Cissily walked out of the bathroom with her head held high, even though she felt like kicking herself for putting herself in that situation. The loud music blared and she winced after being in the quiet bathroom.

“Cissily!” Maxine waved from across the room. “We finally found a table!”

Cissily walked over to them and deftly avoided all the groping hands. She reached the table and looked at her two friends. “I'm fucking done with this shit.”

“What?” Amy and Maxine asked at the same time.

“I'm going home.” Cissily said.

“You're our drive.” Maxine said. “How are we...”

“Call a fucking taxi, bitch!” Cissily said angrily and stormed off.

“Whoa, what the fuck?” Maxine asked and then ran after her. “Cissily! What happened?”

“Fuck off!” Cissily said loudly.

“Cissily, what...”

“I don't want to talk about it!” Cissily spat and reached the door of the bar.

Amy had followed them and put her hand on Cissily's arm to stop her. “Sis.” She said in a soft voice as she used her private name for her.

Cissily turned to face her and fought back her tears. “I have to go.”

Amy gave her a brief hug and let her go, then nodded. Cissily opened the door and left the bar. She walked quickly over to where she had parked the car, climbed in, and drove home. Twenty minutes later, she pulled into the driveway and got out of the car. Her night of what she thought was going to be a lot of fun was ruined, all because she wanted to get laid as revenge against Arnold.

Ciccily had known it was a stupid reason for having sex and she berated herself for being so stupid. She unlocked the door and went inside the house, shut and locked the door, then walked into the living room. She gasped when she saw what was happening on her couch.

“MA! WHAT THE FUCK?!?” Cissily yelled.

Her forty five year old mother had her legs spread wide on the couch, upside down, with her head on the floor on a pillow. Arnold faced the wall and was drilling his penis into her as hard as he could.

“This... isn't what... it looks like.” Doris panted.

“It looks like you're getting FUCKED BY ARNOLD!”

“No, I... OHHHHHH!” Doris yelled her moan as she came very hard. It squirted out a little and drizzled down onto her breasts.

“Oh, my fucking GOD!” Cissily yelled at the sight of her mother being used like that.

“I'm... teaching... him.” Doris whispered, because she could barely speak.

“That's sixteen.” Arnold said as he slipped out of her and she moaned at the pleasant sensation.

“Lick me... and I'll suck... your cock.” Doris said to him.

Arnold knelt down to put his still erect penis into her mouth. “Seventeen.” He said and moved his hips in and out for her as he dug his face deep into Doris' drenched vagina.