Good Boy: The Good, the Bad, and the Ugly

"Mmmm. Mmmm," she groaned on my cock head, her tongue pushing against my pee hole. Avril sucked on my man-pole for a few minutes, rubbing her pussy as she went down on me. She looked incredibly sexy as she blew me with my cum and spit all over her face. I continued to stare at her through the little viewing screen of the camera, making sure I shot the movie perfectly.

As the minutes ticked by, Avril started to suck on my prick harder, sucking in like a vacuum as she stroked the base of my cock. "Please... Av... My ass," I whispered. Avril looked up at me with those incredibly sexy blue eyes. She smiled as she tried to deep throat me one time, then moved back to slurping on my sensitive little head. Her right hand moved to my balls, playing with my sac for a few seconds before she moved to my little Hershey Kiss hole. She licked her fingers and then slowly started to push two of her small digits inside me. "Oh fuck..." I leaned back and closed me eyes, resting on a pillow so I could watch.

"You're such a dirty boy," she told me as she spit my member out from her famous mouth. I felt her pump her fingers inside me over and over, building up speed quickly. I involuntarily clenched down around her small fingers, crushing them with my bung.

"Fuck Av. Make me come."

"Make me come what?"

"Make me come you bitch," I groaned. I reached forward and grabbed Avril's long blonde messy hair, making her face fuck me.

"Huggh! Hugggh! Huugh!"

"Dirty cum covered whore." I slapped her lightly on her left cheek a few times as her cheeks sucked in, crushing my penis with her airtight seal. I was incredibly turned on from how slutty she looked, like a dirty skank with my cum and saliva all over her messy face. The fingers in the ass helped too. "You're gonna make me come again. Fuck!" It was all too much for my senses and I was soon overloaded. I desperately wanted to blow a load again.

"You gonna fuck me again? Come on. Do it!" she ordered me, getting off her knees and climbing onto the bed. "Come fuck me like that guy fucked Larisa." I stood up and walked between Avril's legs, pushing my dickhead against her wet hairy pussy. "Fuck it harder. Like he fucked her! Fuck me like that whore got fucked!" she grunted at me.

I couldn't help it as my emotions took over. I thought of Bobby on top of Larisa, fucking her mercilessly that night almost a year ago. I gripped Avril's thin wrists and pinned her down as I slammed my aching Maglight into her cunt. "Fuck. Fuck you."

"He came in her too. That slut! That dirty whore!" Avril panted as her body rocked back and forth across the mattress. Her tits shook up and down as she was pounded like a piece of meat getting tenderized. "Mmmm Bobby! Fuck me Bobby!" she panted to piss me off.

"Shut the fuck up! Shut up!!" I was angry, defending the woman I loved. I knew she didn't mean it, but in the moment of passion, I didn't even care. "She's not... uh... She's not a whore," I grunted, not even commenting on the Bobby moan.

"She's a WHORE!" SLAP! SLAP! SLAP! I slapped Avril Lavigne across the face three times, backhanding her twice, grabbing her chin roughly after the second so I could shake it around.

"FUCK YOU!!" she shouted. I could see the little cut on her lips open once more from its date with the back of my fist. As she grunted and screamed I saw a mixture of spit and blood fly from her mouth.

"I'm gonna fucking come!" Avril's mean comments forced me to fuck her harder, in turn making me orgasm quicker. "I'm gonna fucking come."

"Come on my tiny little girl tits."

"PFFT!" I spat on her face and then her chest. I bucked my hips frantically into her, pounding her box until I couldn't hold on anymore. At the last second I jumped out from between her long legs. I jumped on her waist and straddled her hips, my cock pointing at her chest. "Fuck! Now! Now!" I grunted as I jacked my shaft off roughly. Splat! A huge gob of cum landed on her right breast, slowly dripping between her cleavage. A second spurt landed in the center of her breasts, the tail of the cum-comet coming to rest on her stomach just above her naval. "Aaaaah!"

"Mmmm. Good boy. Good fucking boy." Avril groaned.

"Uhhh! Huhhh!" My body shook and my weight was on her small fragile waist. I jacked off a little more, the rest of the cum left in me dribbling out onto her lower stomach and my hands.

"Mmmmm," Avril moaned as she sucked on the black tips of her fingers. I fell down on top of her and stared into her tired yet awake eyes. SLAP!

"Good little whore."

"Mmm daddy," she giggled a smidge. I collapsed at her side, both of us resting next to one another on our backs. I felt her small hand reach for mine and take hold of it, our fingers mutually interlocking together and squeezing tight. It was quiet in the room for a long time, the two of us catching our breaths. My cum dried up on her, turning into small sticky gobs of ooze. "May I go clean up now?" Avril asked after a few minutes, breaking the silence. I looked over her naked fragile body, seeing it covered with red bruises, cum, and saliva.

"...Av?" I asked.

"Hm?" she asked back.

"... Can um. I wanna hit you again."

"...Okay," she said hesitantly. I felt weird asking and not just doing it, especially since we stopped having sex a few minutes ago. "Punish me more daddy. I didn't learn my lesson yet," she added to ease my uneasiness.

"Bend over," I told Avril. She bent down over the bed, standing up next to it. SLAP!! SLAP!! I full out spanked her like my palm was a tennis racquet.

"AAAH!!!" I turned her around to face me, forcing her to stand up. SLAP! One to the face. SLAP! SLAP!! Two to the tits. "AAAHHOWWW!" she yelled as she started to cry. The little flesh lumps were a bright red. SLAP! "AAAH MATT!" she cried as I slapped her across the face again. Avril shook where she stood, afraid of what was next. I pushed her down on the bed and kicked her legs open.

"Call me daddy," I told her quietly as I had my hand on her throat.

"...Do it daddy..." SLAAAP!!!! "AAAHHOWWWW OWWW FUCK! AAHAAA AAH!!" Avril screamed out as I open palm hammer fisted her twat. "DAAADDDYY!!!" she sobbed. "DADDY STOP!!!"

"Okay sweetheart," I told her as she rested on the bed in a ball on her side. I felt ashamed that I liked beating on a girl like that, but it turned me on. I never did it before and I honestly didn't know if I could have ever done it again... almost definitely not with anyone besides Avril. After a few more minutes of crying, she composed herself. "Daddy may I go clean up?"

"Okay slut." I knew the role playing was essentially over, but she asked for permission, so I kept on going with the bit. Avril got up and waked to the bathroom. I stared at her cute little black and blue butt as she strolled to shower and do whatever. I decided to follow her into the bathroom as I needed to take a piss. As I walked in, Avril was sitting on the toilet getting ready to tinkle. "Mmm Av," I said as I got up next to her and then began to touch her face and chest, squeezing her left breast as she tried to pee, hearing her groan and shift back as I touched her anywhere. I bent over and began to rub her slit with my right hand, pushing my fingers against it hard and deep.

"Matt..." Avril said as she closed her eyes and crunched forward, rolling into a ball as she sat on the white toilet seat.

"Just go," I told her as I continued to massage her sore pussy.

"No... it hurts," she grunted quietly in regards to the pussy massage and not the urinating, the relieving adrenaline rush from our sex totally gone and no longer able to help. I eased up and rubbed her cookie a little softer. Within a few seconds, warm liquid ran over my hand, covering my fingers and my palm.

"Mmmm..."

"Mmm Matt..." I continued to massage Avril's crotch as she urinated on my hand, then stopped as she finished. I squeezed her chest with my piss covered hand as she sat there. "Ow. It's sore..." she mumbled.

"Sorry."

"I'm going to shower." I let her get up and take a quick shower. She deserved it. She was a sweaty cum covered mess. A full length set on stage and three rounds of sex was certainly the trick to breaking a sweat. I went and sat in the chair next to the door to the hotel room as I fast forwarded through the videotape on the camera's screen, curious as to how it came out. It was amazing. Everything about the craziest sex of my life was on film. There was no way I would ever want it to nor let it get out into the public. It was private and for our eyes only.

A few minutes later, Avril emerged from the bathroom in only a towel. She stood there soaking wet, one white towel around her body, tied just above her breasts, another on her head like a turban. "You can go."

"Okay."

"I want to take a nap," she said quietly, not looking at me. I stepped forward and went to touch her, only to have her pull back and go to the bed. I was taken back and didn't quite know what to say. I honestly afraid. 'Please let her be okay. I don't want this to ruin our friendship,' I thought. I just let her be by herself as I went to shower as well. I was a wreck the whole time, a huge knot in my stomach getting tighter and bigger as the minutes passed. I began to wash myself faster and faster so I could settle all the issues I had with Avril.

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After ten minutes I emerged from the bathroom totally naked and dry. I climbed into bed next to Avril, lying on her right side. "Are you okay?" I asked her. Her distant and cold attitude was eating at me the whole time I was in the bathroom showering. She asked for it rough, so when I gave it to her she shouldn't complain. I started blaming her to calm myself as the time flew by.

"Yeah. Fine," she quietly replied. I turned to face her, trying to cuddle with her, to caress her soft red skin.

"Av... I love you."

"I know you do..."

"Av please... are we okay?" I asked nervously. The younger girl took my hand and held it in hers, squeezing our interlocking fingers.

"Yeah. Fine."

"A... Av..." I was on the brink of having a panic attack.

"Matt. We're fine. I'm just sore," she said in an effort to ease my nerves. As to whether or not that was the truth, I wasn't sure.

"I'm sorry." I felt terrible. I was panicking that I took it too far and ruined our friendship even though at the time she was all for it and loved participating.

"Don't be," she said as she kissed me softly on the lips. "I'm not." We both looked into one another's eyes, having a silent conversation. I brushed a little wet clump of Avril's hair out of her face and softly kissed her back. The two of us looked at one another nervously. Finally, we started to full out touch and kiss.

"...Av..."

"Yes," she answered without having to have me ask the question. I climbed on top of her underneath the privacy of the soft white sheets, having it cover us from the mid back down. "...Aaah... ah," she winced.

"Sorry, sorry," I apologized softly. I kissed her on her little pink defined lips once more. Ever so gently, the head of my once again aroused love muscle pushed against her slit.

"Go slow. It hurts," she groaned quietly, squeezing her eyes shut. I hovered above her, keeping all my weight off her small sore body. Avril wrapped her arms and legs around my back, holding on tightly as we had sweet, slow, and loving sex. It was making love as friends. We breathed deeply into one another's ears as we let our lips press on the side of each other's faces.

"Uh. Uh. Uh."

"Mmm. Mmm slow. Slow," Avril grunted under me, still sore from earlier.

"Kay." I pushed myself inside her sensitive little box, feeling her warm insides tease my prick. After a few minutes, we both reached nirvana together. Avril and I shared one more orgasm as we had sweet friendly sex in an effort to make up for the violent and rough beating I gave her earlier. "I'm gonna come."

"Me too Matt. Please... in me." Avril squeezed her legs around my back, locking her ankles together. She grabbed hold of her left wrist with her right hand, locking her arms around my shoulders and neck. We held each other so close.

"Okay." I slowly pumped my sore dick inside her sorer vagina, trying to get off a final time for the night. I felt my desire building and building. It turned me on to know I was going to come inside her. Nothing was more erotic than busting inside a girl. "Now... now Av," I moaned as my body tensed up and went rigid.

"Look at me..." she whispered. I struggled to lean up so I could focus on her face. "Please look." Her soft baby blue eyes fixed on mine and we both panted softly. I felt a bolt of electricity in my loins as she looked at me so lovingly and yearningly.

"Now, now," I mumbled as a small little spurt shot out of my pee hole, completely draining my reserves. "Fuhh... fuck," I stumbled to say. I was totally spent as the little final cum shot was inside her tight bright red pussy. It was the second time I ever busted inside her vagina. The first time we panicked afterwards. I didn't think back to that time as I did it again.

"Mmmm. Matt... So good," Avril cooed as her head collapsed back, her eyes closing. The Canadian singer had a small little orgasm as well, too tired and sore for it to be anything too magnificent. I leaned down to kiss my friend a final time before I passed out. Our lips danced and our tongues romantically teased one another, gently licking together. "I love you."

"I love you too," I told her. There was no confusion about it. We did love each other. It wasn't in the way Larisa and I loved... used to love one another. This was a love between two friends, a love that was a type of trust which wasn't easy to develop. Avril and I had the roughest sex ever and you had to love and trust the other person in order for it to happen. You don't get to have that with everyone. We became closer than ever before that night.

"I know." The two of us rested on the bed together, hand in hand as we recuperated after a long, long day.

"Av?"

"Hm?" she replied as she was half asleep. I looked over to see her chest rising and falling under the sheet as I held her hand. Her left was lying on her chest, her little black tipped fingers resting just under her soft small breasts.

"Do you do that a lot?" I asked her. "Sex like that?"

"..." The singer hesitated behind her closed eyes. "That... it was the first time I ever did that." Her answer took me very much by surprise. I thought she did it before because she said she didn't trust too many people to beat her up. The look of confusion on my face was intense enough for Avril to feel without looking at me. She opened her eyes and rolled on her side to face me.

"No one ever...?"

"Just you." My eyes darted left and right as I was speechless, my mind churning thoughts around as I tried to pick one to say. "I only trusted you. I've always been curious..."

"...And the daddy...?"

"Same." Avril was afraid to ever have rough, rough sex with anyone else besides me because of the trust issue. She was also nervous about pretending her partner was her daddy, not wanting them to think she was jumping on the incest bandwagon. It did feel great to know she trusted me that much. "Are you okay? You're quiet..." she asked with a concerned expression.

"Yeah... I'm... I'm just flattered," I told her as I rubbed my mouth. "I'm glad you can trust me like that... You're the only one I ever did this stuff with too. I was afraid too. ...With her... I just couldn't... ...," I said in regards to Larisa.

"Good. I'm glad we could share it," Avril told me as she caressed my face, killing the uncomfortable silence I left us in.

"Are you okay?" I asked, rubbing her cut lip with my thumb.

"I'm just sore. I'm fine," she said quietly. "Thank you Matt... I wanted to try that for a long time."

"Thank you Av."

"Can I ask you something?"

"...?"

"Did it feel good? To get it all out?" she asked. She knew I was livid with Larisa for everything... for the cheating on me... for the New Years Eve party. Honestly, it did feel good. All the aggression I had pent up towards Larisa I took out on Avril. The rough sex, the hard fucking, the hitting... I knew that I thought of Larisa subconsciously as I nailed Avril. With my fist and my cock. I'd be lying if I denied it. It all was just a heavy weight lifted off my chest.

"As far as her?" I asked. Avril subtly nodded. "Yeah, actually. That was the first time I had sex since the tour with you. It felt good to get it out Av." I really bottled everything up inside and stuffed it down deep where the negative feelings just festered. Avril let me release all that bad crap that was eating at me for months. It was all just an intense release that you can't get without punching a girl in the vagina.

"Good." Neither of us spoke for a few minutes. The little petite singer just snuggled against me, not needing me to explain further. With that, we both shut our eyes and tried to fall asleep. I had my left arm underneath Avril's neck and head, and my right was draped over her midsection, holding her against me. We cuddled under the warmth of the sheet and fleece blanket that were layered under the dirty comforter. Avril rubbed her nose against my cheek and immediately fell asleep. I kissed her forehead softly and joined her in dreamland within minutes.

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Three days later, I was all packed up at school and ready to leave college behind for good. I was done with campus life but still had a few class assignments to take care of. Some professors agreed to let me take my exams early or let me email my final papers to them, luckily understanding the opportunity that was dropped on my plate. I left school without warning, only saying goodbye to a handful of people... my best friends, Dina and Cristina included. After I left to tour with Avril, Peter helped my mom pack up whatever was left of my belongings at school. Then she brought them back home. I could only imagine the chaos my crap would be in when I finally arrived back home in New Jersey a few weeks later.

Once again, I was on the road with Avril Lavigne. It was much like the last tour. We played gigs and had sex constantly. Sometimes it was rough and sometimes it was sweet. We even role played, mostly that she was a little schoolgirl and I was an older man, or that I was her daddy. But no matter how rough it got, it was never in the same league as the night she played at my college. Avril and I never made any new deals about getting attached or pretending to be a couple. It was just sex. Sex, drugs, and rock n' roll. And crunches. ...And D stretching.

I chose one of my dream jobs over going to end of the year parties, graduating with my friends, and receiving my diploma in person. As I was living life on the road, there were so many events I was missing out on, events that happened once in a lifetime. Yet I never regretted my decision once.

I couldn't help but think about Larisa as days turned into weeks, and weeks into... well a few more weeks. I didn't talk to her once while on tour but I thought about her constantly. It was mostly at night that I missed her. Cuddling with Avril always made me miss my girlfriend. Sometimes when I woke up in the middle of the night holding her, I momentarily thought it was Larisa. I wondered if she was okay with our break, if she landed another job, and if she was seeing someone. No matter how much fun I was having on tour, my thoughts always returned to my ex girlfriend... my soul mate... and our future together.

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First off, I'd like to thank Larisa Oleynik for being the most beautiful, gorgeous, adorable, and cutest girl I've ever seen. Without her, this story would never have been written. If by some chance she reads this, email me. =]