Gothic Egg Ch. 1

The world is pain.

The mantra embodied Lea since her teenage years.

Black engulfed everything about her. From hair, to lipstick, painted nails and clothes. Pale skin complimented by the dark colors and ensembles constructed to combat such things as a dark world. Into the light one is born, but Goth’s are made in the dark.

Lea knew that her life held little meaning to those around her. Whilst she enjoyed life to what she perceived as the fullest, one factor remained out of reach to her bleak outlook. An escape from loneliness.

Probably more so than the darkness of her world, the social woman knew and considered many to be more than acquaintances. Though a lover and best friend escaped her. Something that she desired wholly for herself.

That’s where she found herself, standing behind the counter working at a retailer who supported her lifestyle choices. Standing there and ignoring the movements of the browsing customers as they walked throughout the store. No, her attention lay almost permanently on a sight just past the doors of the store and into the mall in which it sat.

His name, the man of her affections, stood behind his own counter with his name displayed in bold black capitalized letters that spelled “Dustin” on it. The store he worked for directly rivaled her own but she didn’t care about that.

He looked gruff, all the time seeming to sport a five o’clock shadow. The dark hair matched his look with the quiff style. What set him aside, besides the fact that he sported a dad bod style, is that his personality shined brightly.

At first, seeing Dustin all smiles and warmly greeting each customer wandering into his place made her rage with jealousy. Mostly because he looked so good doing it and generally she caught flak from her own boss. Lea could be friendly, but as she knew, the storm of depression within her undercut most of that. The smiles were fake and in her comment, everyone saw that.

Looking across the mall to him, he already bustled across the store for numerous customers.

To her, it seemed like he danced gracefully through the displays. The sight alone made her tremble with desire.

“Why?”

The question she asked out loud didn’t warrant an answer as she already knew it. Call it lust or love but she felt both were at play here. If only she had the confidence to talk to him.

She sighed in despair.

“Join and you can have him.”

The voice in her head greeted her again. For three days it had pushed for her to join. Though it offered no inclination what joining would entail or even be.

Now that Lea wondered about it, the voice seemed more clear than it had for the past few days. Besides looking at the affection of her heart, this voice plagued her insistently. But for the first time, Lea actually considered the voice as before, she ignored it.

“How?” she asked in a whisper out loud. With no one around, there thankfully wouldn’t be anyone to witness her talk.

“All you have to do is join.”

“What would I be joining?”

“Pleasure.”

Moaning filled her ears. A serenade that profoundly affected Lea in a way she found profoundly. A siren’s serenade that immediately made her tremble.

“What is that?”

She asked, feeling the heat rise in her body. Lea hadn’t had sex in a while, but her libido kept her masturbating almost nightly and daily. That urge hit her now and she bit her lip as she blushed.

The moaning stopped suddenly, leaving her feeling empty as it faded away. Empty and wanting more than one void filled. Looking around the stores, she saw no one around. Thinking to herself of doing a quick rub, she soon found a hand buried into the black slacks she wore.

Soaked.

When something is drenched in moisture. That didn’t define what Lea felt. Hot and moist did help but the waterfall fit the best. Copious amounts of fluid freely ran down her leg through the fabric of her pants. Taking her finger out, she tasted herself and moaned.

Now Lea kept herself as clean as feasible. She even kept scented wipes in her pussy for after the bathroom use. It wasn’t uncommon for her to check throughout the day. Bot that the sex ever took place during working hours, but Lea liked the idea of presenting a hot wet cunt on command that didn’t smell. Right now, she could smell the flower scent of the soaps she used.

Right now, everything throbbed. Thankfully, she was just tall enough to lean against the edge of the counter. No one would be able to tell what she was doing. A weird skill she acquired while much younger, she could actually pleasure herself without the expression on her face changing.

Masturbating in this manner took a lot of concentration. Mostly because Lea would scream out loud with the stroking. The edge of the counter pressed up just enough for her clit to be stimulated. Within moments, Lea lost control with a little squeak as she came. As the orgasm faded away, she found herself worse off.

“I need something.”

Legs pressed together, body weight shifted back and forth as she tried to stifle the throbbing. Of course, it wouldn’t or couldn’t work and the pressure built her desire up. She looked around the store but just as she wondered of closing the store for a moment for a bathroom break, a random guy walked into the store.

The man had a white cap on, saggy jeans and a light blue short on. Chains dangling with heavy clinks as he walked. Honestly the most unattractive thug looking man that Lea had ever seen. As he came in through the entrance, it seemed as if her pussy didn’t care for how unattractive the man was to her as it throbbed and gushed any methods.

“Yo, need a phone ya?”

Lea held back the eye roll that on instinct hit. Besides, this man could potentially solve her inner issues with a cock. She felt the heat rise in her face with the wondered.

“You can have him,” the voice piped in.

The fact that she wanted that direct situation appalled her. This man would never be anything to her.

“You’ll understand if you join,” the voice whispered.

With a shiver of disgust, Lea worked fast to get the man out. He seemed to pick up on her lingering stares, and did try to flirt with her it seemed. Even though her interest waned on nothing besides the wondered of a hard cock thrusting into her. She knew better prospects than that. Though, he didn’t leave quickly and before she knew it, she heard the chime of the mall announcements that the mall would be closing soon. Looking over, she no longer saw the object of her affection. With a sigh, Lea moved throughout the store.

Closing her store down didn’t involve much. While everyone else already had the cages drawn down, she did not. That one chore took seconds but closing out her till took almost fifteen minutes. After locking up, a process which had her reopen the cage in the front, she sighs happily with the knowledge she had the next few days off.

Walking through the mall, she didn’t run across another soul. Most storefronts still had lights on in them as workers toiled away with their duties. Thankfully she got harassed by no one as she walked.

Lea felt still how wet her pussy lips were as she walked. The friction of rubbing skin as meaty lips rubbed together. Even the fabric of her pants seemed to work against her as each step rubbed it across her throbbing clit. Walking brought on labored breathing as she moved through the empty mall.

Employee parking at the mall never made sense to Lea. Literally the parking spots designated for the employees sat in an area secluded away from customer parking. In fact, the lot took almost four minutes to walk to. As she went, Lea heard the scrapping of shoes on the asphalt.

“It’s the one from before,” the voice spoke to her.

Feeling exposed, she didn’t look back as she went. Thankfully she spotted a reprieve not far from her.

Dustin sat on the hood of his car, foot on the grill and looking relaxed.

He had his head down looking at his phone. As she walked up, he looked up.

“Hey babe,” she said to him, making sure to paint a picture of concern on her face. With a nudge of her head, she saw his eyes light up with understanding. Walking up to her, he gave her a big hug. She shuddered with the contact. He smelled good.

“Walk me to my car,” she said with a whisper into his ear. He pulled back and grabbed her hand. Exhilaration went through her as the pounding of her heart resounded like thunder in her ears.

“So I’m Dustin,” he said after a few moments.

“Lea,” she said smiling while the heat rose in her cheeks. “And thank you for this.”

“Ex?”

“What? No. Last customer of the day. Guy hit on me hard and I didn’t like it. Apparently he didn’t like “no as an answer.”

“Typical wanna be posers,” Dustin said. She laughed at it understanding exactly what he meant.

“Yeah, but he does throw a dangerous vibe off.”

Dustin shrugged, still holding her hand. By now, she surmised that the proper time for him to let go probably passed. Though she didn’t want to let go and instead held it not wanting to break the contact.

“So where do you work in the mall?”

Flabbergasted that he didn’t recognize her, it deflated her confidence.

Well, I uh work you see,” she trailed off for a few seconds before telling him about the cell phone store.

“Oh wow, I wondered I recognized you.”

“Yeah,” she said sheepishly. “I get to look over at your store a lot. At all times busy.”

“I am and have to be. They pay commission bonuses on products and I am saving for college so I focus heavily.”

“So you don’t notice.”

“You? Oh I’ve noticed but every time it seems when I am free you’re not over there. Been meaning to say hi for a bit.”

They walked through a mostly empty lot. Lea saw her car and her heart sank.

“Well at least we did now.”

“Wanna get dinner?” she asked.

“This is the one you want? We can have him far easier than a date,” the voice commented. Leah ignored it.

“Not tonight,” he replied. The answer crushed her. “I work tonight at my security job and by the time I sleep tomorrow, I’ll be back at work. I’m free Thursday night.”

“I work that night,” she replied, with even more disappointment.

“Good, I’ll pick you up here.”

The conviction of the statement. Lea found herself recovering quickly with how attractive his assertiveness was.

“Number?” she asked him.

“What?”

“Do you want my number?”

“Oh yeah,” he said with a laugh.

They exchanged the numbers. Her with giving the digits and his with a text message. Dustin smiled and walked off. She walked over to the Rio she had. Black of course, but paint fading for its age. In what she thought was a smooth motion, she got into the car.

Sitting in the seat, she watched as Dustin walked back to his own vehicle. She didn’t see her stalker and for a second, she stamped her feet on the car with pure excitement.

“He will be yours.” The voice said as a matter of fact to her. Thinking about it, she didn’t know how she would go on a date after work. With a shrug, she drove off through the parking lot towards home. Traffic kept her though and a sort of desperation for more release set in.

“God why am I so horny,” she groaned out in frustration.

By the time Lea made it home, she had to sit for a moment to calm down. Each bump in the road seemed to jolt her pussy in a way that kept her close to an orgasm. Subsiding a bit, she chanced to get out of the car.

A squishy sound filled her ears as she walked. Imagined as it were, she felt pussy lips slide around nonstop. Her clit throbbed still, rubbing painfully against fabric as it sought a more stimulating interaction.

Each step set off a series of debates on continuing. Goth as Lea claimed to be, she didn’t have some of the exhibitionist fetishes stereotyped to her fashion style in the area. A bush to her left would conceal her just enough so she could masturbate.

“No,” she said out loud as she leaned against the side of her apartment building. She didn’t need more than a moment, but it was enough to calm herself down. Stepping away proved to be at that moment one of the hardest decisions of her life. No more than a few steps the shakes began racking her body. Thankfully, she saw her door and made it inside.

Now Lea kept her apartment cold. Even as she slid down the door and pulled her shirt up, the coolness of the wood against skin did nothing to taper off the heat of her body. Pants unbuckled and to her ankles, knees pulled up and a hand delving vigorously into the mound of her wet sex.

A throaty moan escaped her lips as fingers played through sopping wet lips. Engorged labia felt thicker than ever between fingers. The love button felt more sensitive and engorged. Even as fingers pushed through all of that and into herself, the oil depths of her cunt grasped tighter than usual around the probing phalanges.

Moans of course, filled the air. Lea, as thirsty as she constantly was, didn’t hold back on expressing her enjoyment in sexual activities. Not one to disappoint herself but the sudden orgasm hit and stopped her moaning as the powerful clenches of her pussy locked her fingers inside herself. Before long, it was over.

“I still want more,” she groaned after a moment. Even with the powerful throbs of her cunt, it still buzzed with an insistent need for fulfillment. Something fulfilling.

Moments later, Lea lay naked and spread eagle in her bed. A thick head of a dildo ran slowly through impatient lips as the rubber lubed up with her desire. It wouldn’t take long considering the copious amount of juices flowing from her. Seconds later, she had as much of the 14inch dildo shoved up inside herself as she could. The thick veiny diameter comparable to a coke can was shoved right up against her cervix. A hit against that though didn’t cause her pain.

Thrust after thrust she fucked herself with the dildo. Nothing could stop the torrential building of pressure within her body as toes began curling. The only thing that overpowered the moans in her ears was the slick sounds of her wet pussy eagerly taking the phallic object.

“Dustin,” She screamed out as the dildo flew from her hand and out her spasming cunt. Violent convulsions wrecked her body as it emptied itself of fluids and tensions. By the time it finished, she lay completely exhausted but still unsatisfied.

With a groan, she shivered pleasantly as cool air caressed hot petals. With a sigh she almost drifted off to sleep. A ring from her phone startled her out of the afterglow. She sprung awake, aware now of the linger smell of hot cunt in the air. She knew that the sheets would need to be washed. With a groan, she sat up and grabbed her phone.

Two hours had gone by, surprising Lea as she forgot about the incoming text. Normally she kept from having such intense solo sessions. Mostly the reasoning centering on making sex with a partner much more intense. With a shudder, she decided to text Dustin. Maybe he would be up for meeting up that night.

The message was delivered and she got up from the bed. Legs wobbly, Lea moved to the bathroom to shower. She struggled walking through her room with all the clothes strewn about. Thankfully she kept the rest of her apartment cleaner but she hated clothes.

Making it into the bathroom connected to the bedroom, Lea wobbled in and turned the shower on. Getting in, she found the water pleasantly warm and soon had herself washed. She even used her expensive soaps, something she only saved for special occasions. And she hoped for a special occasion that night. While washing, a feat itself being how still turned on she was, she thought about her carnal needs. A good cock would take care of that. Dustin’s cock is all that she thought about. Imagining how it looked and how big it would be. As she rinsed off, her phone went off.

Scrambling out of the shower, ran wet naked to her phone on the bed. Without looking she answered the phone.

“Hello?”

“This is Ramathorn with the St. Ann Heights Police.”

“Uh yes officer, how can I help you?”

“Sorry to call and bother you but do you know Dustin Knowles?”

Her heart sank at the name.

“Yes,” she said meekly.

“So we finally got his phone unlocked and you were the first number in his recent texts. Are you a relative?”

“No uh… a coworker.”

“Ah well, do you know any of his family?”

“I don’t”

There was a heavy sigh from the cop.

“Thank you miss, I’ll call the number.”

“Wait officer, is he okay?”

“There was an incident,” the officer said with a pause. “He’s at the emergency ward at Lancaster. They don’t have insurance or emergency contacts listed.”

“Can I visit?”

“Can not say I know hospital policy, but he is in recovery.”

“Thank you officer,” she replied.

Her heart completely sank now. Figured the world would give false hope. She hung up the phone and began to cry. Before long, those tears flowed unrestricted down her cheeks. After a few minutes of burying her face in her hands, the idea cro​​ssed her mind about seeing him. A few more tears and her decision on seeing him cemented in her mind.

Minutes later, Lea sat in her car dressed nicely in a skirt and black low cut blouse. She had on net stockings and even wore some slight heels. Hair done up in pigtails, Lea knew looks could kill and Dustin deserved to have something pretty to look at for the trouble she caused him.

The drive to the hospital didn’t take as long as it could have. Lea noticed that every light to the hospital either changed to green on her approach or lingered before turning from green to yellow. Lea couldn’t for the life of her decide if she wanted to be stalled or grateful for the boon.

The hospital parking lot didn’t continue the boon. With a peel of thunder, she found herself jumping with the noise thinking of how much she hated hospitals. With a heavy heart, she got out of her car. By the time she made it to the door, the storm began and thankfully she made it inside the hospital entrance without getting wet.

Her eyes burned almost immediately under the bright fluorescent lighting. While the greeting desk sat in front of the sliding doors, she held back from approaching for a minute. Nervous as her heart pounded, self consciousness over her gothic dress flooded over her. Lea wanted to smile about the situation, but didn’t. With a deep breath, she walked up to the receptionist.

“Can I help you?”

“I’m looking for Dustin Knowles,” she told the receptionist.

“The attack victim? Thankfully he is in recovery. The hospital visiting hours are done for the day.”

“Please?”

The lady stared Lea down for a moment. She looked unimpressed.

“Look, I can not say yes, but if you go past the desk and down the hall, the nurse down there may let you see him.”

“Thank you,” Lea blurted out before trying not to run down the hall. She probably failed in not looking hurried, but then again, all she wanted to do is see Dustin.

The nursing desk she was sent down to looked exactly like the receptionist. Except, there wasn’t a lobby to enter from, just a long hallway. Lea felt out of place, but only because of how quiet the area was. No one sat in the chairs that framed the desk and only one person made themselves known.

“Hey there, can I help you?”

A pert, young looking brunette nurse greeted her from behind huge circular rimmed glasses. The look may normally have been comical, but the woman pulled the look off and hot didn’t begin to accurately describe her.

“I’m here to see or visit Dustin Knowles,” she replied, trying to hide her frustration behind a smile.

“He was just brought into our ward a few minutes ago. Grab a seat and when he is free from the doctor’s, I’ll bring you to see him.”

“Oh thank you,” Lea repliex, tears forming in the corners of her eyes.

The goth girl left the nurse and headed towards one of the empty chairs. She sat down and waited patiently for the nurse to get her.