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“I’m hungry”
“Shh” I say.
“Tessa, it’s been an hour, can we please go back to the hotel?”
“No and shh”
Let me update you: we followed my sister Annie to the parking lot to try and catch her cheating, Peter (our other sister’s fiancé) picked her up on a rented car and they took off. So we followed them all the way to a small diner. It’s very far away from all the popular Cancun places which screams secret meeting. They don’t wanna be accidentally caught by the large number of wedding guests roaming around the city, so they picked this secluded location.
And the place looks very empty, so me and Trevor can’t walk in without being noticed. So all I’m left with is waiting in the deserted parking lot in the back of the diner, watching from a distance to see if they kiss or… I don’t know. I just need to follow them around. I just need to make sure of what is going on before I go ruining my older sister’s wedding.
But while I am stressed and on edge, Trevor just seems bored and annoyed.
“Stop fidgeting with the radio” I slap his hand.
“You’re mean when you’re stalking people”
“I’m always mean”
“True, why is that?”
“Trevor?”
“Baby?”
“Shh”
“You know, that whole sex class thing kinda turned me on”
“Good for you” I am still trying to see through the diner’s windows at a distance.
“It turned you on as well, didn’t it?”
“Not really”
“Liar”
“What? You want me to say Ryan’s spanking was really hot?”
“Ryan’s spanking was barely a spanking”
I love teasing Trev and bratting but… he is so right I have to laugh.
“I know. I hit myself so much harder than that”
He goes quiet for a second and I almost think the conversation is over.
“Do you really do that? Spank yourself?”
“Yeah. I pretended to be joking, but I have paddles and everything”
“Hmm. I see”
Wait.
What’s with that tone?
“Why? What’s wrong with me having paddles?”
“Nothing. I just wish I could have been there to watch” he is pouting.
It’s not ordinary for Trevor to pout. He usually bosses me around and calls me names. If he is pouting, it means this is serious to him. I pinch his cheek:
“Well, we can get some and I can do it for you, baby”
“Tonight?” he asks.
“Maybe”
“I don’t like that word”
“You’ll live”
“You’re mean”
“Yes. And Trev?”
“You want me to shut up again, don’t you?”
“You’re so smart”
He nods and sinks back in the driver’s seat. He is bored. He keeps quiet and lets me spy on my little sister and her affair, but he is still fidgeting with everything around us. Finally he smiles like he just remembered something, then he leans to the glove compartment and opens it.
Something inside makes his smile wider but I am still paying attention to Annie and Peter, waiting for the moment when I’ll be sure they are breaking Natalie’s heart.
It’s the slashing sound of sharp knife cutting air that gets my attention.
Trevor has a pocket knife in his hand. It’s not a small one, though. It’s quite large for what it should be. Looks thick and aggressive, like something you’d use to hunt wild animals and mean brats.
“What are you doing?”
His smirk is promising.
“You said you wanted this, didn’t you?” he plays with the blade, sliding it around his fingers “It’s on your list”
“Not like this”
“How then?”
“Well…” Trevor is caressing the fucking blade like it’s my pussy. He is fingering it and it’s like the plastic vagina all over again. He has this way of touching other things (nearly any thing) that makes me feel like he is touching me. His finger on the edge of the blade, teasing it the same way they would do on the edge of my clit.
Fuck.
I’m not looking for Annie and Peter anymore.
“I’m not sure how. But not like this”
“If you’re not sure, maybe you’d be open to suggestions” this sounds like it should be a question, only it isn’t. Trevor comes closer, pushing my seat all the way back and reclines it all the way down.
“Trevor, what are you doing?”
“I’m gonna show you how I fuck a woman with a knife”
“Wait! You won’t actually…”
“Are you saying red? No? Then I will actually…”
Trust is this weird beast.
At first you don’t let it out. You keep it hidden and locked. But once it’s free, there is no taming it.
I trust Trevor.
That means he can get a knife to my body and I’ll probably wait to see where this goes.
“Will this hurt?” I beg, laying down on the seat.
“Only enough for you to like it” he whispers.
Trevor moves his seat back just the same, to give himself more room, and then he pulls and pushes me around, laying me at a weird fucking angle, so he can do with me as he pleases.
And then the knife comes.
I hold my breath staring at that sharp metal tongue approaching my body like an extension of his hands. Like a menacing silver finger. The tip of the knife touches my throat, just below where the adam’s apple would be if I were a man. He keeps it there for an instant. The cold touch burning me up. My breathing pushing my skin against the sharp edge, making me fear a cut even if Trevor isn’t moving.
He licks his lips.
He stares at my tits.
The knife moves slowly, like it has a life of its own. Much more patient than Trevor’s fingers usually are. Less willing.
His free hand grabs one of my tits and then my shirt, holding it in place so the blade can slide down… and down… and down… Cutting through cotton, ripping open my shirt to show the bikini underneath.
The blade is more even-tempered than my wild dom ever was. Maybe he is being more careful cause he fears hurting me too much. Or maybe it’s just because the blade can accomplish its goal far easier than hands.
The edges are sharp and my clothes can’t put up a fight.
The shirt slides open for the blade, like my wet thighs usually do for Trevor. He is over me now. Breathing heavy and warm. I can taste his agony. The blade might be peaceful but he is not. He wants to fuck me. He can’t wait.
The cold tip of the knife slides down over my stomach, tickling my bellybutton as it destroys my shirt completely. My brain is still trying to figure out how something so cold can feel so hot… not that my body cares… My pussy has taken over and it’s drooling so much like it wants to eat that knife whole and fuck the consequences.
This is why my pussy can’t be left in charge of things. She’s a stupid horny little whore.
But she makes me happy like nothing else…
“Help daddy” he says, making me move my arms so her can remove what is left of my shirt “Now… this…” he holds the little cord of the bikini top, you know the one? Right between my breasts, holding the bikini in place. He slides the blade between my tits and pulls it up, cutting the cord, making the bikini fall to the sides.
I don’t take long to realise the knife is an entity of its own.
It’s more serene than Trevor. It’s more determined. Carefree.
It will go to wherever the fuck it wants and it will take its time. If anything stands in its way, well, too fucking bad.
The knife feels like an old lover.
One that knows my body all too well, so it doesn’t need to hurry. It just needs to go. Slow and steady. Touching me everywhere.
A new touch. One I never felt before. Filled with excitement and a hint of fear. New. But it feels old.
Like a one night stand that has been fucking me my whole life.
How is this efficient?
Why is it that everything with Trevor turns my brain to mush and confuses me so much?
He brings the blade over my lips and I kiss it. The freezing metal biting my lips.
His forehead is glued to mine, our noses making out with each other through sweet caresses. He blinks and he is so close I can feel his eyelashes tickle me.
“Lick it” he commands and I obey.
I all the time obey.
My tongue tries the hard steel and longs for his cock.
Trevor leans back to keep undressing me but it’s like he doesn’t have hands anymore. Anything he does, needs to be done with the knife.
The metal tip goes under the ragged bikini to carefully move it off my tits. And when I am naked and my tits are completely exposed, Trevor takes his time brushing the tip of the knife over and around them.
I quickly notice the only thing I fear more than the touch of the knife is not feeling it at all. Those instants when it skips out of my skin, hovering just a fraction of an inch over my tits, before slowly and sweetly falling back down with it’s cold sharp bite, scratching my skin.
I squirm, panting and Trevor holds me down.
“Baby, no. You can’t move, alright? This is really sharp. I don’t wanna hurt you anymore than I wanna hurt you”
“Ok” I’m grasping for air already.
He kisses my neck and cuts off my skirt, getting me naked, so he can take the knife all the way between my legs, like a tease, before bringing it all the way back up between my tits.
He angles the blade and I look down to see the hard metal threatening my extremely hard nipple like he wants to peel it off my breast. I wish he was recording us now. Cause fuck, I’d die to watch this be done to me.
“What did you say?” he asks me.
What? Did I fucking say that out loud?
“I… I wish you were recording me right now”
“Yeah? You wanted to watch me do this to you?”
I nod like a sweet little girl and he kisses my lips before biting them really fucking hard.
“I can do this to you again, baby, and then I’ll record you so you can see what a good wet little whore you are”
He knows my body too well. But I know his just the same.
I turned him on.
Trevor is like this: watching me and touching me turn him on, sure. But every now and then I will say something and he will get hard as stone. Nothing turns him on more than the right words at the right time.
And he really fucking loved hearing that I’d want to be recorded.
He is moving his body like he wants to fuck me with his pants still on.
“Here” he slides the knife back down between my legs and I begin to unzip him cause I’d like to be dicked soon.
“You hungry, hm?” he asks.
“For you? Always”
“Such a good girl. My best girl” he kisses me. I love his tongue. I love it. I’d marry it. I’d have its babies.
I taste him and drink him in.
The knife is over my panties. Playing with my pussy lips while he grabs my tit and kisses me harder.
“I want this gone too”
He moves the knife so the tip is angled into my pussy like he really is about to fuck-stab me with it. But I know he wont.
Trust.
The beast that can’t be contained.
Trevor has a knife to my slit and a heavy hand of a man who could fully fuck me with it, but I know he won’t.
I spread my legs open wider.
Good girl. He doesn’t say it with words. He says it with his eyes.
He pulls just a tiny bit of panties and presses the blade into it, ripping a hole in it so he can get to my pussy. Then I feel it.
The cold fucking blade on my clit.
A rush of pleasure and adrenaline take over me.
Trevor is trying to keep me still to make sure he won’t cut anything but this is too hard.
That cold metal bite is just too good. The danger. The proximity. The pain of the scratch. The fear of more pain. The absolute trust. The surrender. To him. To us. I am overwhelmed with sensations.
He slides the knife away from my clit and keep caressing my body with it.
“Turn” he says. Just like he did earlier when what he actually wanted to say was “Turn, cunt” he adds this time, with a grin and a kiss. He looks so hot when he grins like that. He looks so sweet when he kisses me like that.
“Just fuck me, Tr…” the knife is on my throat so suddenly I get startled.
“Don’t make me repeat it” he whispers and kisses my throat just over the tip of the knife.
I turn and he grabs me by my hair to help me get on all fours so he can slide his knife between my ass cheeks.
“Fuck, you are so beautiful” he pulls my ass up and I have no idea what he’ll do or where he’ll fuck me. But I don’t care, as long as he is in me. I am so wet my pussy juice is running down my thighs. Trevor uses his knees to make my legs move more and he fucks my pussy, burying his cock in deep, while the knife travels up and down my spine with its sharp caresses.
He rubs his thumb over my ass cheek really hard in a spot that still burns.
The paddle.
He hit me so hard I’m pretty sure I have Owned written on my ass right now. And that was the exact right word at the exact right time to turn Trevor on up to his breaking point.
It’s all the time words with him.
It’s his weakness.
The words I say.
The words he brands on my skin.
Owned.
Yes, I am.
He rubs it and fucks my pussy. He is hard. He is sweet. I am used to it by now but it doesn’t mean I love it any less.
The cold blade is on my back, massaging me like a mean finger… a Fucking Finger of a different kind.
Orgasm builds up. Rigid. Tense.
And the knife cuts it away.
Breaking it.
Making it spread all over my body. Like a tight bikini cord being ripped aside and making everything undone.
I moan his name.
He moans mine.
I am biting my fingers.
He is biting my ear.
We cum together. I’m not sure we’ve ever done that before.
I’m not sure I’ve ever done that with anyone before. That absolute synchrony. The pleasure we give and take at the exact same second.
I am panting over his pantings. Grasping for air in each other’s mouths.
I don’t know how long it took for us to get back up but it’s already dark outside and Annie is nowhere to be found.
Guess I missed that chance… but right now I really don’t fucking care.
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Natalie
“Nat! Hey! Don’t forget this” Lana runs after me with two bags.
“What?” my head is all over the place. I need to figure this out. I need to fix this.
Peter… Peter, please…
“Your gift bag” she raises one of the sex toy gift bags for me.
“Oh! Thanks, Lana! I almost forgot”
“Don’t worry, I got it for you” she kisses my cheek before going away. She is upset, I can tell. She knew Jeremy was coming but knowing is different from living it.
She still loves him and… what… what is this?
There is a little written note inside my gift bag.
What the hell?
I open it and it says:
“I am so sorry to break it to you like this. You deserve better. You deserve more. But as a woman, I couldn’t let this go. If it were me, I’d want someone to tell me. So please know it is with the heaviest heart that I write this note to let you know that Tessa is fucking your boyfriend”
I drop the paper back in the bag.
This has to be a joke.
But who would joke with something like this?
My sister? Fucking my fiance?
No. It can’t be.
It really… it can’t… I…
I look around.
Where is Peter?
And…
Where the fuck is Tessa?

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