Rachel Doesn't Do 'Normal' Pt. 04

He grabbed a firm hold of her rippling perfect peach of an ass and pounded away with as much strength as his puny adolescent body would allow him.

His rhythm was erratic to begin with. He was more or less hunched over her back, humping away as fast as he could, every bit like the inexperienced, over excited horny teenager that he was.

Fearing he might cum too quickly though, Brendan soon managed to muster whatever composure he had left in him and before long he was rhythmically pounding Rachel's tight dripping snatch, with the full length of his beastly cock.

"UNGH! YYEEESSSS! Fuck me Brendan! That's it! Show your brother that his girlfriend's pussy belongs to you now! YES! Fuck me! FUCK ME!"

Brendan had to shake his head to try and keep a grip on reality. Rachel's words were convincing him that this must all be some incredible dream. It just couldn't be real. The feeling of having his cock milked so wonderfully certainly felt real enough, but life surely couldn't be this good? It was impossible to comprehend.

Rachel's head was starting to spin. She was losing her grip on reality now too. Deep down inside she could feel an explosive orgasm beginning to brew and tried to focus her mind on that to keep it from drifting away from her body.

She couldn't stop a line of drool from dribbling down her chin as she squirmed against the vibrating metal, giggling and moaning at the same time.

An intense bolt of pleasure suddenly coursed down her spine and Rachel arched her back and screamed loudly. "AAHHHHH! LIKE THAT! FUCK ME JUST LIKE THAT BABY! YES BABY! UUNNNGGGHHH!!"

Brendan was thrilled by how much pleasure his cock was seemingly bringing to her. But deep down he knew she liked it rougher than this. His experiences of watching her with Arthur and Kadir had told him that much already.

Not wanting to hurt her though, he gave her thighs and her ass a few playful spanks. "OH YEAH! Harder! HARDER!" Rachel begged, as she looked back over her shoulder at the red faced teenager.

Brendan could see a feral wildness in her expression as she grit her teeth and snarled at him. So he obeyed her command.

WHACK!

WHACK!!

WHACK!!

"AH! AH! SHIT! AAHHHH!" The soft smooth golden skin on Rachel's ass was soon bright pink and burning hot, as the intense stings from Brendan's spanks slowly subsided. It made her grind her pussy hard against the shuddering machine, in small but rapid circles.

"I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum so fucking hard! OH FUCK!" Rachel was panting heavily, sucking in huge lungful's of air as she felt her orgasm rapidly approaching.

Brendan's cock began to twitch, he was on the brink too. Remembering his trick from yesterday, he quickly shoved his thumb up Rachel's ass and with his other hand he grabbed a fist full of her golden locks and pulled her head back towards him sharply.

"UUHHH! YOU BASTARD! YES! PULL MY HAIR! YEAH FUCK ME WITH THAT BIG NERD COCK! AAHHHH!" Rachel's whole body began to tremble as Brendan started to hammer into her pussy with every last drop of energy he had.

Brendan didn't much like being called a nerd. He thrust both his hands under Rachel's body and mashed them hard into her huge rapidly swinging tits. Then he began to pinch, pull and twist her rock hard nipples.

"Oh God. Oh God! OH GOD! I'M CUMMING! I'M CUMMING!" Rachel's pussy gripped Brendan's dick like a vice as her colossal orgasm crashed over her.

A torrent of her juices cascaded out from deep within her, as she let out another ear shattering scream. Brendan could hear his cock squelching loudly now as he continued to fuck her through her incredible climax.

Rachel couldn't think straight, heck she couldn't even see straight, as her body was subjected to wave after wave of intense mind scrambling pleasure. Suddenly her vision began to fade and within a few seconds the lights went completely out.

"Here it comes! Ah! AH! AAAHHHHH!" Brendan's cock exploded into Rachel's contracting cunt with such force that his knees began to buckle. "Shit! UUUHHHHHH!!"

Rachel had suddenly become a dead weight in Brendan's hands. He didn't have the strength left in his exhausted limbs to keep her upright. So as she slumped down onto the washing machine's lid, Brendan went with her, collapsing onto her back, as he humped the last few drops into her milking sex.

He had no idea she'd actually passed out as he couldn't see her face. His hands were now trapped underneath her, crushing her breasts flat against her body. "That was amazing! You're amazing! Oh wow." He breathed into her unconscious ear. "So was that better than with my brother then?" He asked excitedly.

Rachel's eyes started to flutter open the moment Brendan began to kiss her shoulder affectionately. She had to blink a few dozen times before the world came back into view.

"Rachel? Did you hear me?"

"W...what? Rachel murmured breathily.

"I asked if I was a better than Aaron?"

"Better than your dickhead brother? Oh fuck yes. Don't settle for wanting to be better than that asshole though. You're dick is unbelievable. That was one of the best orgasm's I've ever had." It appeared Brendan didn't realise she'd passed out briefly. She didn't want to tell him he'd literally fucked her brains out though. That might give him too much of an ego, especially as it was only his first time. Besides it was rather embarrassing for her. Had she really just fainted because of a pleasure overload?

Hearing her words, Brendan pushed himself up and off of her. He watched in amazement as a huge glop of his cum surged out from her glistening pussy and dripped onto the floor, as he removed his finally deflated cock.

"Yeah! Woo! Hell yeah!" Brendan started springing about the room, boxing with the air. "I feel like the king of the world!"

Rachel watched with a wry smile as he started to hum the Rocky tune, pretending to box with an invisible foe. Oh god he really is just a teenage boy isn't he? She thought with a twinge of shame.

She let him have his fun though. He deserved this moment of pure happiness. Her first time had been awkward, brief and wholly unsatisfying. At least he was never going to forget his.

Happy didn't even cover how Brendan was feeling. He was over the moon.

Before long Rachel dragged herself upright, brushing her sweaty fringe away from her eyes. She had to tell Brendan a few things before he left. It would help if he stopped bouncing around like a mad man first though, she thought.

Eventually Brendan did settle down and came to stand by her.

"Go and get your phone for me." Brendan rushed over to his bundle of clothes and pulled his phone out of his trouser pocket, thinking that Rachel was about to give him her phone number.

"Thanks." She took the phone from him. "Now as fun as this was, you know that this was just a one...well two time thing right?" Rachel noticed his face drop, but he nodded in reply. "Ok. Well I have a small confession to make. I deleted that video you took of me and Kadir."

"OH SHIT! The video! I'm sorry I shouldn't have even..."

"It's fine." Rachel interrupted. "I just didn't want that video getting out onto the internet or anything."

"I would never!"

"No I know you wouldn't, but if your phone got stolen or someone else got a hold of it. I just didn't want to take the risk, so I deleted it."

"No I understand. I was going to delete it anyway..." Brendan fibbed.

"Anyway, I was thinking you deserve to have something to remind you of this weekend." It wasn't as though Brendan was ever going to forget a single detail of the last few days, but he liked where this going.

Rachel turned the phone around and started taking selfies of the two of them. They posed cheek to cheek smiling, then Rachel took one of them kissing. Lastly she let him squeeze her breasts, while she playfully pouted and winked at the camera.

"I don't want these getting online either mind you. They are just for you, so don't go showing them off to your friends..." Rachel caught herself saying it, but it was too late. She'd temporarily forgotten he had no friends to show them to anyway.

"No I won't, I promise. Thank you." Brendan beamed. "I...I kind of have a present for you to. It's only a silly thing." Brendan picked up his trousers again and removed a folded piece of paper from the back pocket. "I know it's not very good..."

Rachel unfolded the paper. On it was a detailed pencil drawing of her face. The likeness was incredible. He'd managed to capture her perfectly. Nobody had ever drawn a picture for her before. She felt a sharp twinge within her chest as she looked back up at Brendan's worried looking face.

"If you don't like it...mmmm." Brendan's words were cut short, by Rachel's lips locking over his as she kissed him hard.

"Thank you. It's one of the nicest things anyone's ever given me."

"Oh it's not that good. If I had more time..." Brendan wasn't someone who knew how to take compliments well. His cheeks went bright red as he looked at the floor.

"Listen to me. You've got a gift Brendan. You need to go to Art College or something. Trust me, you might think your life is shitty right now, but you only have a few months left of school, then you're free. When you're at college you can start again. Just try to be more confident and people will get to see the real you."

"Do you really think I could get into college?"

"Easily! And believe me, once the word starts getting around about how big your cock is. You're going to have no problems attracting the ladies either!" Brendan smiled at her, but Rachel could tell there was still a deep sadness lucking beneath the surface. She figured that after years and years of being put down all the time, it was probably hard for him to contemplate a happy future.

The truth was Brendan was feeling both elated and deeply upset simultaneously. He wanted to believe in the confidence Rachel had in him, but he didn't think that he'd ever be accepted for who he was, so ingrained was his self-loathing. After this weekend though he could at least see a glimmer of hope ahead of him, but right now the thought of never seeing Rachel again was darkening the skies above him.

They got dressed and made their way back upstairs to the lobby.

The awkward Brendan returned and he was suddenly at a loss for words. "I guess this is goodbye then." He finally mumbled.

"Yeah I guess so." Rachel pulled him into a big hug. "Thank you again for my picture. I'm going to treasure it."

"Thank you for...well for everything." He turned and opened the door. As hard as it was he knew he had to leave. "You know if I do get into Art College...maybe...maybe you might want to visit me one day? I mean it would help a lot if you were the one who started spreading the rumours. Girls probably wouldn't believe me otherwise."

Rachel smiled at him. "Maybe I will. But don't hold me to that. As I said this was a onetime deal. I don't want to commit to anything right now, even another one off fling. Anyway if you want to get in touch with me you know how to reach me. It seems you're already more than familiar with my Facebook page." She teased.

Upon hearing there was even the slightest chance Brendan would see Rachel again, his spirits soared. He practically skipped away down the steps and onto the main road. "Bye then...for now!" He called back, waving as he went.

Rachel had to admit to herself that although she'd promised herself that things with Brendan would go no further than today. She enjoyed the thought that she might get to experience that amazing cock of his again someday.

She felt invigorated by what the future had in store for her now too. It was going to be tough for the next few days. She wasn't looking forward to breaking up with Aaron, even though it carried less of a burden for her now, seeing as she no longer cared about whether his heart got broken.

Rachel turned towards the lift, but remembered Aaron was up there watching football with his mates. She decided to wait for her laundry to finish before entering that testosterone filled flat, so she went back downstairs. Was this really going to be her last day in London? She should probably call her parents to let them know she was coming home. Would they be pleased she was back or disappointed? They both liked Aaron so much, but they didn't know the real Aaron, just like she hadn't until this weekend.

Once she was back home and free from her job, free from her shitty boss and free from her relationship. Then she could start thinking about what she really wanted from life. Could she do a bit of modelling maybe? It sure wouldn't hurt to test the waters. But even if that didn't work out, it didn't matter. She could do whatever she wanted to do and do whoever she wanted. The possibilities were endless.

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A special thank you to Bambigirl44 for reading my drafts and giving me feedback on the last two episodes. I found it very helpful. As this mini arc in Rachel's journey has reached an end I am planning on going to back to writing shorter, stand-alone stories in the future. Thanks everyone for reading and enjoying her naughty adventures, long may they continue.