Feminist Revenge Page 4

  HW could no longer resist plunging his throbbing member into her, driving it hard home; she groaned as he gripped the cheeks of her rump, thrusting relentlessly into her, they could hear of his testicles on her wet pussy as he did so. The perspiration dripped off him as he accelerated and released his load into her, the hot sperm entering made her squirm as it burnt into her insides.

  Antony untied her and slumped onto his side of the bed, pulling her to him with her head on his chest, leaving his arm around her.

  “Why so animalistic? She asked pointedly.

  Antony ran his fingers though her wet hair, looking into her face replied with a warped smile on his lips.

  “I didn’t take any precautions, love, and the real thing was far too good to waste, didn’t it feel fantastic to you?”

  Stephanie’s mind dulled with the realization that she could be pregnant, but she had to admit that it had been a great session, even though she did feel extremely sore in certain parts of her body.

  5 LOVE AND LUST GROW IN THE STRANGEST OF PLACES.

  Ricky Colt was soaking in the bath of his flat that adjoined the Viclon when the doorbell rang, he was curious as to who would be calling at three o’clock in a Wednesday afternoon; he wasn’t expecting anyone at any rate. He opened the door with a towel wrapped around his waist.

  Neville Long’s twenty tow year old daughter’s eyes examined the amusing spectacle trying to remain decent in a towel that was obviously not large enough and couldn’t resist a sly grin.

  Ricky hadn’t met Reemo long before, but he liked the way she smiled, thinking how she had a radiantly pretty way about her.

  “What can I do for you?” Ricky queried, his eyes twinkling mischievously, knowing what she was grinning at.

  “Well, if I take it for granted that you’re Ricky Colt and invite myself in for a drink, I’m sure we can think of a few things you can do for me.”

  Reemo walked through the door, still talking as she did so, and gave Ricky a slight nudge as she made her way though.

  “If you’re interested, I’m Neville Long’s daughter Reemo, I’ve come to speak to you as I think you might well have some information that could be very helpful to me.”

  Ricky was a little surprised at her entrance; he hadn’t known Neville Long had a daughter that was so self-assured and full of bouncy life.

  “Being as you’ve invited yourself in, what would you like to drink?”

  Still smiling at him, Reemo replied.

  “To be honest, I prefer tea this time of the day, if you care to show me where the kitchen is, I would be quite happy to make us a pot, while you go and get dressed”.

  Ricky showed her to the kitchen and pointed out where she could find everything, he gave her a strange look that she couldn’t quite fathom out the meaning of as he left the room. Ricky was slightly confused as to how to take Reemo’s behaviour, she had virtually touched him up on her way in, following it by telling him to get dressed. As he put on his shirt he couldn’t think what she wanted from him, he hoped it was something uncomplicated what Reemo wanted, but he had a feeling that it wouldn’t be, still, he did fancy having an affair with her and considered it was worth trying to help sort out whatever it was that she wanted. He was absent minded daydreaming as to where or not he would be able to attempt Reemo into having an affair with him, when he felt a sudden sharp pain, he realised with horror that he had forgotten his underpants and he caught some hair in the fly of his trousers, he had to laugh at himself for doing so, as he put the situation into rights.

  On returning to his lounge, Ricky sat down in an arm chair opposite Reemo, he picked his cup of tea off the coffee table between them, he noticed how appealing Reemo’s long were, displayed in front of him. She crossed one over the other showing her well-toned thigh, though the long side slits. Reemo watched Ricky’s expression as she leaned over and put her cup down, making sure that she exposed the firm cheek of her rump to him though the sleek tights along the slits of her dress, Ricky noted with interest that there was no knickers in view, Reemo smiled in a teasing manner as she spoke.

  “Thank you for letting me burst in on you like this, a lot of men would have taken offence and told me to return at a more convenient time. Obviously you’re a much nicer person than that Ricky, I am glad to say.”

  He replied unable to stop himself feeling randy at the sight of her, as she made sure to deep fidgeting her legs and posterior, about to wet his sexual appetite by ensuring an occasional glimpse of her pussy’s black forest to him though her tights.

  “It’s a pleasure to meet such a lovely young lady so unexpectedly, that I don’t see why any man would have sent you away. But do tell me what is it that you think I can help you with, you see I have no idea as to what it could be?”

  Reemo gave Ricky an endearing look straight into his eyes and spoke softly. Her clear brown eyes reminded him of brandy balls.

  “To be quite frank with you Ricky, I came to ask you if you could tell me who the person responsible for my father’s death was, or if you could find out for me. You see I’d very much like to give him a piece of my mind to remember me by!”

  Ricky crossed his legs to try and conceal the only too obvious bulge that was now straining his fly.

  “Reemo I have no idea what makes you think I’d know the answer to that one, or that I could find out if I wanted to, even the police don’t seem to have any leads on it. Even if I could find out I don’t know that I’d tell you knowing what you would do with the information, let alone what sort of trouble you would get yourself into!”

  He could see the angry annoyance in her face as she answered him back.

  “Ricky, please don’t ever imagine that I can’t take care of myself. I have already told you why I want to know, I think I’ve got every right to see this person. I know my brother Phillip has the information that I want, he has also refused to tell me as he still thinks of me as a child. I know you’re a personal friend of Zaneen Dean and she’s been a lot with Andrew Fletcher. It’s pretty obvious to me that you’ve either got the information that I want or you could quite easily get it for me.”

  Ricky could see that she meant what she said but thought it was best to try and stop her from finding out the truth. Knowing full well that Phillip or Andrew would be getting rid of Preston at any time and would not want her messing up their plans.

  “Look Reemo I don’t have the faintest idea who killed your father, and I don’t suppose Zaneen or Andrew have either.”

  Reemo’s eyes flashed warning signals at Ricky as she spoke to him.

  “I know only too well that they know who did it, it was Andrew Fletcher that told my brother in the first place. Plus I bet you anything you like that he’d of passed it onto Zaneen and she was with him the day my father died!”

  Ricky tried to look convincing as he spoke to Reemo but could tell or rather had the feeling that he wasn’t being very successful.

  “I’m sorry Reemo but knowing who killed your father isn’t going to bring him back. I know how you must feel, I understand your reasons for wanting to know and you’re obviously determined to find out who it was. All I know is that your brother has already got everything in hand to dispose of this person so I really feel it would be unwise for us to interfere in anyway. To be quite honest with you I do fancy you and I wouldn’t like to be responsible for getting you into deep water. Take a tip from me and leave it alone love!”

  Reemo could feel her blood boiling at Ricky’s attitude. She was quite unable to stop it showing though in her voice as she spoke. The sharp edge of her voice made Ricky wish that he’d taken a different approach towards her.

  “I do not give a damn what you think I should or should not do, that happens to be my affair not yours, what makes you think you’ve got any bloody right to be so insolent as to presume you have any such right at all to dictate how I should conduct myself is beyond me. For that matter I cannot imagine why you should want to concern yourself with my welfare when you’ve only
just set eyes on me is ridiculous to say in the least.

  Ricky then made matters even worse by stating that he had every right to speak as he saw fit, that he couldn’t see any logical reason why he should give Reemo the information that she wanted. It was his opinion that her reason wasn’t good enough one, as she couldn’t possibly know what she would be getting herself into. Having told Reemo that he made the mistake of telling her that he did not see what she had to offer him for the information in any case.

  Ricky had decided upon this line of approach having failed with a previous approach. When Reemo snapped back at him in retaliation he wished he hadn’t bothered.

  “To start with I’ve given you one of the best reasons going as to why I want the information, which is more than logical. Apart from that I know exactly what I can handle, you don’t, plus if I don’t get the information from you then I shall go and get it from Andrew Fletcher. You see I know my capabilities of persuasion and Andrew Fletcher does have the reputation for liking young ladies.”

  “As for what I have to offer you I might well have been able to relieve the restricted bulge in your trousers. It could have helped you to be a little less narrow in your outlook in things. Still you’ve got no bloody chance of any of that now have you?”

  With that Reemo got up and headed for the door. Ricky had been taken aback by Reemo’s outburst and did not savour the idea of her going to Andrew Fletcher knowing what she had said to be true.

  Ricky grabbed her by the wrist as she went to pass him and insisted that she listened to what he had to say before leaving. He told her that he didn’t think she should leave without giving him a chance to explain himself.

  “For God’s sake sit down and we’ll talk this thing out properly so please don’t go charging off and do something you’ll regret. You might well think you know what you’ll be getting into but you could well upset the apple cart and end up getting everyone into a sticky wicket.”

  “It’s not that I don’t think you are capable, you might well be for all I know. Mind you I don’t think the oldest profession is quite up your street, it’s my opinion that you’re far too good for that even as a one off job. I did mean it when I said I fancied you and I had a longer relationship in mind as I don’t believe in rushing things if you follow my meaning.”

  Reemo blushed charmingly as she asked Ricky to release her wrist uncertain as to just what he did mean.

  Ricky released her wrist without hesitation standing up to become face to face with Reemo as he did so and lifting her chin to look into her eyes. Seeing that had she had become over emotional as it had all become too much for her, he wiped the tears from her cheeks and tenderly kissed her on the forehead running his fingers though her soft black hair. He though how beautiful the auburn streaks made it.

  Ricky was faced with the prospect that he could quite easily fall in love with this rather fragile looking sentimental female, with so many childlike qualities. He was in a little world of his own as she spoke to him, bringing him back to reality with a sudden jerk.

  “I’m sorry Ricky, I’ve let everything build up inside since Dad died. For some unknown reason I couldn’t let go then and the inner bitterness I feel towards his murderer hasn’t got any outlet unless I can give his murderer a piece of my mind!”

  Ricky and Reemo chatted for some time and became quite intimate Ricky then made some steak butties (a favourite of his) and put on some golden oldies that he had collected.

  By the time the night had drawn Reemo felt quite at home, curled up on the settee, relaxed for the first time since her father’s death while she rested her head on Ricky’s chest and watched the flames making pictures in the open fireplace. She could sense that she had nothing to fear by letting herself form a relationship with him but was uncertain how long Ricky would behave in the amourus manner that he was at that moment in time.

  He obviously felt a lot for her but his reputation left a lot to be desired.

  Reemo started playing with the hairs on Ricky’s chest and he responded eagerly as she had known he would, stretching out his body alongside hers, resting himself upon his left arm he kissed her closed eyelids tenderly making his way to her mouth. Reemo felt the erotic impulses escalating though her body as they embraced each other. The heated tingling sensation was a new experience for her as she had never felt a desire as sexually demanding for anyone as she did for Ricky’s masculinity.

  Ricky niftily undid the dainty buttons on the front of her dress and softly pressed his hand on the soft skin of her belly feeling it’s smooth to his touch. Slowly he moved his hand around and then upwards until he reached the half cup of her bra, he masterfully squeezed it feeling her swollen breast beneath his hand though the material. When the nipple exposed its dimpled brown point to him he went down on it, sucking and nibbling her nipple he gently on it feeling its firm and then harden as he did so.

  Reemo disposed of her dress while they petted and had thrown it to one side, she could feel him pushing his now fully erect member up and down the lips of her pussy though her tights occasionally poking her opening until she spread herself open in excited anticipation of what was to come.

  Ricky quietly asked her if she wanted him knowing that she was too hot to refuse, on her go ahead he removed her tights and then deliberately slid his member with a see-saw action on the lips of her pussy. She ran her hand down to his hips having helped him to remove the remainder of his cloths and groaned with ecstasy as he gradually entered his member into her.

  Reemo grasped his rump and pushed his anus with forefinger of her left hand digging her nails in as she encouraged him to thrust deeply inside her. He could feel the juicy heat drawing at his pulsating member, suddenly the overwhelming desire to come overtook from him and Reemo could feel his heartbeat quicken with the excitement, she instinctively strained her backside upwards and spread her knees as wide apart as she could for him to penetrate her as deeply as possible. Ricky placed his hands around her waist gripping hard as he thrust himself into her grinding his balls and the base of his balls and his member against her opening as his burning sperm fired into her.

  Reemo’s throbbing pussy sucked on his member as she came revelling in the sensational furnace they had made together she drew the last of his sperm from him, her muscle control was incredible making his member shrivel far quicker than it normally would have.

  Reemo started stroking Ricky’s hair with her hands, slowly she pushed his head down between her legs begging him to help her come again, she told him how she liked the lips of her pussy pulled apart so that she could feel his warm breath on her bud whilst he groped around her mount and hip line, spreading her legs with his elbows.

  Ricky did as she asked lapping gently at her bud at first and then as rapidly as he could feeling her starting to come, then holding her bud between his teeth so as not to lose it with a rhythmic sucking and probing as she came.

  Reemo went into oblivion as she came in rapid spasms. Ricky had never been with anyone who had let herself go quite like that before, when she had come it had squirted all over him, he had never realised it could be like that for a woman and he had been with plenty. It bothered him as to whether or not he would be able to keep her satisfied enough to keep her wanting him.

  Reemo managed to talk Ricky into helping her find Preston, he knew full well that if he didn’t she would only go to Andrew Fletcher and he didn’t feel he could stand that.

  6 REVENGE CAN AND OFTEN DOES GO WRONG.

  It was just before eleven o’clock on the Thursday morning that they arrived at one of Preston’s hotels, Reemo went into the lounge bar and knowing his weakness for pretty girls she knew it would not be any length of time before he appeared and spotted her of course she was right.

  As Preston walked out of the lobby lift he eyed Reemo’s long sexy legs though the arch way to the lounge bar, he made his way to the bar and ordered a drink for them both having asked the barmaid what Reemo had asked for before. Of course he had no idea who sh
e was otherwise he would have run a mile.

  Reemo gave Preston a different name and he was none the wiser to her. She put with his boasting and sat virtually brushing against him until he asked if he could take her out sometime.

  Reemo wasn’t slow to make the rendezvous for that evening knowing that Preston was married she had no problem organising things the way she required.

  Before returning to Ricky’s car Reemo made sure to hide the blonde wig she had been wearing, she had arranged to meet him a couple of blocks from the hotel in case anyone was to see them as she got into the car she thanked Ricky for his help and as she gave him a kiss on the neck he had no knowledge of what she had been setting up.

  Reemo waited for Preston on a long lane to his private driveway that went to his lodge, it didn’t surprise her when he arrived early in his rolls. He got out of his rolls playing the gentleman to let her in. boasting about how he made the money to buy the car, she walked around it making out to admire it, Preston didn’t notice it as she planted the bugging device under the rear bumper, he thought she just liked touching such a quality vehicle.

  After they had got into the car Preston headed away from the direction of town and made for Vergold a little village about twelve miles out from the viclon. Reemo smiled to herself knowing that her friend Caroline would have no difficulty following them now she had got Preston heading the right way.

  Preston leaned over grinning in anticipation of groping Reemo’s body; he had stopped the car on the side of a quiet country lane. He put his right hand on her knee and started her running it along her thigh sliding his hand onto the side of her thigh, when she didn’t show any resistance to his approaches.