Chapter Thirty-Four

Don't even try 'cause
You can't ignore her
She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water
Such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good
Make a grown man cry
Cherry Pie
Warrant

Oxford University
Amy Jackson’s Dorm Room

Goddamn! The little slut was good at this!  The man on the bed let out a long slow rush of air as his dark eyes rolled back in their sockets.  He’d had a lot of women over the last year or so but none of them gobbled cock like Amy. None of them took it in the ass like she did either. The girl was one dirty whore and she loved it.  Now she was on her knees between his legs her fine ass sticking high up in the air where he could see it and fantasize about penetrating it. Her hand was pumping up and down his shaft like a well-oiled piston and her tongue slithered and danced while her lips pulled and sucked him all the way to Heaven.  Amy’s red hair was splayed out over his tight stomach and caressed him gently as she moved.  The hand that hand been massaging and cupping his balls so expertly now extended that long lovely index finger and played with the entrance it found down there.  At first she only applied a bit of pressure to the area just to titillate him as she sucked harder on the cock filling her mouth, a few pumps and few sucks while she applied more and more pressure and he was almost begging her to do it.  Amy wouldn’t until he did. “Please, Aim, please.” He begged from the edge of paradise as the air hitched in his chest.  At his entreaty she slid the finger into him in one long slow push.  He broke out in a heavy bead of sweat as his stomach muscles tightened. “Don’t stop, don’t stop.”  She wouldn’t, he almost knew that. Once or twice she’d let him hang but she’d been angry with him then and she wasn’t angry tonight. No, tonight she was hornier than a tomcat and he was going to see it that he took care of that problem for her in-depth. Yes, every single inch of it would be taken care of.  Right now he was going to cum and she was going to gobble it down like a man lost in the desert for several days coming up on the only oasis.  She was just as hungry as he was.   Last night he’d been bathed in blood and tonight he was bathed in sweat, both were equally pleasurable. The muscles in his flat stomach tightened until they ached and could constrict no further then he exploded into her mouth and down her throat. Amy picked up the pace to get every little bit that was coming to her. Licking him clean stem to stern she rose up on her knees so he could watch her lap the last of him from her lips.

If her parents knew the things she did he was fairly certain they wouldn’t be happy. This was no way for a Princess to behave.  You didn’t have to be a genius to figure it out either, Amy had issues where sex was concerned. Being the product of an incestual encounter between her Mother and her Mother’s Son and adding to that the possibility that said encounter hadn’t been exactly consensual to boot, she was bound to have a stumbling block or two, wasn’t she? Compared to her Sisters the girl was a full-blown whore.  It took him all of two hours, upon first meeting her, to get her into bed the first time. She was hot and beautiful the kind of girl any man would want to score with. Best of all she was a low maintenance type of gal too, she didn’t want flowers or phone calls (unless they were 2am booty calls) no cuddling, no kissing, no take me out and buy me this or that.   She sucked, fucked, and left.  Just his type of girl. He wondered what his Father would have to say if he knew that his Son was laying in his Sister’s bed. Surely Amy would be horrified to know she was just as twisted as Nicholas and her Mother. The Queen, there was another slut, too bad she was so old now, he’d greatly like a shot at getting her into the sack.

Athena was prissy, she wanted to be wined and dined and told how beautiful she was. She wanted flowers, candy, phone calls, letters, emails, ecards and dinners in expensive restaurants along with every other thing you could think of.  Athena was nearly the epitome of the fabled Pampered Princess and didn’t see any reason why she shouldn’t entitled to the very finest things life had to offer. Why  not? With her raven curls, olive skin, and those big onyx eyes…not to mention the title of Princess…she should have everything she wanted.  It was clear to him that Athena, despite what were probably Daniel Jackson’s best efforts, was her Father’s Daughter.  If she didn’t get her way not only did she get insulted she could downright nasty and mean in the blink of an eye. She’d only suck on his cock if he was fresh from the shower and then she nibbled more than gobbled and hardly ever made him cum that way but she’d be more than happy to lay there for an hour or more while he settled his face between her legs giving orgasm after orgasm. High maintenance, no good.  That was all right he’d fuck her anyway and play along with her silly games. He had time, patience and enough money to please her no to mention the best cock she’d ever had. It took him three weeks to get her into bed after first meeting her.

Lilly, she was a good girl.  The quintessential girl next door the kind of girl any man would want to score with but not screw with. She was sweet and kind, she never had a bad thing to say about anyone.  Not being on the needy side as Athena seemed to be, Lilly was very happy with the occasional phone call and the emails he sent when he couldn’t be with her.  Truth be told he almost liked her, she wasn’t as adventurous in bed as her cousins but when they fucked he knew she was doing it with her heart as well as her body even if he wasn’t. It took him two months to get her into bed.  Lilly didn’t kiss and tell and she didn’t jump into bed with every guy who came along that was obvious the first time he entered her.  While she’d yet to tell him she was in love with him, or thought she was anyway, he knew she wasn’t seeing anyone else.

Brigid, well Brigid. She was very different from the rest of them. The only Mortal among them and Daddy’s Little Girl to boot. Brigid was painfully shy and she didn’t seem to like people at all. She kept to herself and to her books. She didn’t go out to the local bars or clubs or even to shoot pool or anything like that. She just stayed in her room when she wasn’t in class.  Wolfgar thought perhaps it was because she felt like the outsider at home that she’d actually made herself an outsider at school. After all, Brigid was a very pretty girl with her long sandy hair and bright blue eyes, she could have her pick of the boys but she didn’t want anything to do with anyone. He wouldn’t really doubt that Brigid was still a virgin it was either that or she’d been burned terribly by some guy he hadn’t heard of. Other than that he was starting to think it was possible she was closet lesbian and in that case he didn’t have a big chance with her anyway. In any event, he was still working on getting her into bed and growing impatient about it.

Now Amy was sliding up him her young firm tits swaying side to side as she made her way. He reached down to touch them.  “How’d you get so good at that?”

“Practice,” she returned with a sly smile and grazed one of her nipples across his lips.

No doubt she’d had plenty of that. She was going to get even more today. Amy didn’t have class today but her roommate did so they had until 4pm this afternoon to enjoy each other’s company.  Wolfgar was doing more here than just screwing the Jackson girls, he knew their schedules, each and every one of them even Aiden’s like the back of his hand. He knew how they were doing in each class and which professors they got along with and which ones they loathed. He knew who their friends were and what they did with their spare time.  He was their boyfriend, lover, and their good friendly acquaintance to who they often spoke of the innermost working in the Royal Household of Altair Ain. As such, he gathered as much inside information as he possibly could.  To Amy he was Eddie a student at University College which was affiliated with Oxford but some miles away and he couldn’t always get here.  To Athena he was Johnny a student at the University of New Haven which wasn’t too far from Yale where she was attending college.  To Lilly he was Steve a student at MIT near to Harvard where she was attending college. To Aiden he was Jack a student auditing classes at Villanova and to Brigid he was Dexter a student attending Princeton which was the same school she was attending. He had her believing he’d just moved to the area well that was when he could get close enough to her to talk.

Enough thinking, there were more pleasurable things to do. The man known to Amy as Eddie flipped her over onto her back and straddled her. “I wanna tie you up.” He said in a husky voice.  “I know you like that, baby.”

Yes, she did.  Amy reached down to produce one of the silk scarves that were tied to the handles of the mattress they were about to fuck on.  He pulled the other one out and secured her wrists to the bed.  Out of all the girls Amy was definitely the hottest with her mountainous breasts and curvaceous body she exuded something that screamed ‘fuck me!’ and not only that but ‘I like it dirty’. Every man’s fantasy to be sure. A real Party Girl she liked to drink and smoke, she did a full array of drugs, skipped class to hang out in local dives in the middle of the day and had a penchant for going to soccer games. Once again he was struck by how different the girls were even though they’d been raised in the same house and by the same people—by and large that was. Athena would have a glass of wine or perhaps a cordial but other than she didn’t indulge. Lilly liked to smoke pot and drink Blue Moon but not to an excess.  Aiden also smoked dope and drank beer he did a line or two of coke here and there as well. If Brigid had ever done anything like that she didn’t do it any longer as far as he could see she was just about as straight laced as they came. Just like her Old Man.

The heady scent of sex rose to his nostrils as Amy spread her legs below him and arched her lovely hips up to him. “I’m gonna fuck you hard.” ‘Eddie’ said as his eyes appraised his quarry.

“Give it to me, baby” she returned in a raspy whisper full of lust and daring, “c’mon fuck me big daddy.”

No need to ask twice. Especially not after the other night, Wolfgar’s cock had been hard and stiff enough to fuck rocks since he slit the Brother’s throat.  The only person who would due to quench that burning desire was Amy. He’d get to the other Jackson girls again by the end of the week.

For the rest of the day the loud squeak of bed springs and the moans and cries of ‘do it!’ echoed throughout the dorm.

End of Chapter Thirty-Four of
Golden Years
by Moon Mistress
a/k/a Lisa Beth Darling
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