The Predator Ch. 30

Six months after his arrest, Mel Ott was being escorted out of the courthouse by sheriff's deputies after his sentencing hearing. He hated jail, but he was getting by. The judge gave him an eighteen month sentence, which meant that, with credit for time served, and time off for good behavior, Mel would probably be up for parole in about a year. He knew it wouldn't be easy, but he figured he could make it through a year in jail.

When Mel, accompanied by one of the sheriff's deputies who transported prisoners for the court, came out of the courthouse, he saw Captain Alex Martin, the cop who busted him, talking to one of the other transport deputies. "What the fuck is he doing here?" Mel wondered. As he watched, the detective clapped the deputy on the shoulder, then started toward where Mel was standing.

"Mind if I have a few words with Mel in private before you take him away?" Alex asked.

"Take all the time you want, Cap," the deputy escorting Mel said. "We got two more guys in there waiting to be sentenced. We'll be here a while yet."

"What the fuck do you want?" Mel muttered to Alex. "I'm goin' to jail. You happy now?"

Alex smiled and nodded. "Melvin, do you know a girl named Donna Wells?" he asked.

"What if I do?" Mel replied. He didn't understand this, not one bit. What the fuck was this cop up to? Why was he asking about Donna? Had the bitch ratted him out? If she had, how come he hadn't been charged?"

"I know what you did to her, Melvin, and what you made her do with those men," Alex said.

"Yeah, so?" Mel asked.

"I know you'll probably be getting out of jail in a year or so," Alex said. "When you do, you stay away from Donna, you hear?" He leaned closer to Mel. "If you ever come within a hundred miles of her, Melvin, you're going to wish you were never born."

"OK, OK," Mel said. He looked into Alex's eyes, saw the intense anger there, and knew he better listen. This fucking cop was crazy!

"I'm glad you understand," Alex said. He turned and looked as if he was going to walk away. Then, smiling broadly, he turned back to Mel. "Oh, Melvin," he said, "I almost forgot. You know how much guys in the joint like stoolies?"

Mel stared at him. He knew stoolies had a hard time in jail. That much he'd learned during his stay in the county jail. Nobody in the joint like stoolies. The guys who ratted other guys out were beat on and messed with all the time. He looked around and realized that the other prisoners in the sheriff's van were watching him attentively, and he began to get scared.

"I wanted you to know that I put the word out through a couple of guys I sent up to the joint that you can't keep your mouth shut, Melvin," Alex continued. "They know how helpful you've been to us in a whole bunch of cases."

"Hey, man! What the fuck did you do that for?" Mel whined. "Jesus! It the other guys in the pen think I'm a stoolie, do you know what's gonna happen to me?"

Alex's smile got colder. "I do know, Mel. And that isn't all I told them," he said. "If I was you, I'd see about getting a commercial-sized tube of K-Y Jelly." He grabbed Mel's hand and shook it, then he clapped him on the shoulder. "Take care, Mel," he said, loud enough for the prisoners in the van to hear. "I really do appreciate all the help you've given me." He lowered his voice so the men in the van couldn't hear him, and said, "Have a good life, you slime."

Mel stood there trembling while Alex turned and walked away. He turned and looked at the van and saw the prisoners were glancing at him and talking to each other.

"Come on, Mel, get in van," one of the deputies said. He opened the door. "Make yourself comfortable. They're all done inside, we'll be going in a couple minutes."

Mel, his face ashen, trembling so hard he could barely move, climbed into the van. His movements were already hampered by the handcuffs, waist chain, and leg irons he was wearing, and the fact that he was shaking like a leaf made getting in the van even harder. Once he was in the vehicle, he settled himself on one of the hard vinyl seats and heard the deputy close the door behind him. The three other prisoners in the van glared at him.

A half-hour after his conversation with Mel Ott, Alex drove up in front of his house, got out of his car, and walked up the steps to the house.

"Hi, honey," Jennifer said when Alex walked into the house. She was holding what looked like a card and envelope in her hand. "Look what I got," she said. She handed the card to Alex.

"Mr. and Mrs. William P. Atherton, Jr., joyfully invite you to join them in celebrating the marriage of their son, William Percival Atherton, III to Arlene Williams Ott," Alex read. A broad smile formed on his face.

"Do you believe that?" Jennifer asked. "The Athertons are actually putting on the whole thing. I talked to William's mother on the phone a little while ago and she didn't sound at all like the woman I thought I knew. I really believe she and William's father are excited and happy."

"One thing I've learned being a cop is that you really never know what people are like," Alex said, pulling her into his arms. "Just when you think you have them figured out, they turn around and surprise you." He kissed her, then grinned. "When are we going to send out invitations of our own?" he asked.

Jennifer leaned back in his arms and looked at him carefully. "Do you mean...is that a..." She pressed against him, and hugged him fiercely. "Yes, Alex, I'll marry you," she said. Then she turned her head up and their lips joined in a passionate kiss.

"We're done," Tommy Singleton told Donna after they finished the last of the work his father had given them to do. "Dad said if we finished early, we could take the afternoon off."

"What are you going to do the rest of the afternoon?" Donna asked. She liked Tommy a lot. In the months since he and his family moved to the farm, she and he had become close. She'd seen the way he got all moony-eyed when he looked at her sometimes, and had a feeling he liked her, maybe even more than that. But it puzzled her that he'd never made a move on her, or asked her to go out with him, even to the movies.

"I don't know," Tommy said. He did like Donna. He thought she was the prettiest girl he'd ever seen and, on top of that, she was a lot of fun to be with. He dreamed about her at night, and had wanted to ask her out for a long time. The problem was, he was painfully shy and was afraid Donna wouldn't go with him if he did ask her.

"We could take Bosco and Bonnie for a ride," Donna suggested. "Jennifer said Bosco needs more exercise than she's been able to give him since she's been spending so much time at Alex's place."

"That sounds like fun," Tommy agreed. "Why don't we do that, then?"

Donna smiled. "I'll get some stuff together and we can have a picnic," she said. "What do you think?"

"I think that would be a neat," Tommy said. "Why don't I saddle the horses while you get the food?"

When Donna came back to the barn, Tommy noticed that she'd changed her clothes. Instead of the old jeans and sleeveless sweatshirt she was wearing while they worked, she had on a pair of tan wide-wale corduroy jeans and green popcorn stitch cotton sweater with a mock turtleneck. Tommy looked at her and got a funny feeling in his stomach. She really was the prettiest girl he'd ever seen, even prettier than his mom and Mrs. McIntyre, who he also thought were gorgeous!

The two teenagers climbed on the horses and set off through the fields. Tommy led the way and, eventually, they halted in a shady meadow next to a pond.

"This is really a neat place, Tommy," Donna said. "I never even knew this was here. How did you know where it was?"

"My Dad told me about it," the young man replied, blushing a little.

They dismounted and Tommy unsaddled the horses while Donna spread out the blanket and laid out their lunch. They sat down to eat.

Tommy liked being with Donna, but he wasn't sure how she felt about him. She seemed to like him, but his shyness had kept him from doing anything to make their relationship move forward and it still did. He thought this might be a good time to try and kiss her, but he was scared of how she'd react if he did.

"Earth to Tommy," Donna said.

"What?" Tommy exclaimed. He looked at his companion.

"This really is a lovely place, Tommy," Donna said softly, looking into his eyes. "Thank you for bringing me here. I've never been on a nicer picnic."

Tommy knew it was now or never. He wasn't about to get a better chance. He leaned toward Donna and she moved closer to him. Then their lips were touching. Their arms slid around each other and, tentatively, their tongues probed.

Fire flashed in Tommy's body, and from the way Donna was moving against him and cooing, he had a feeling it was doing the same in hers. They lay back on the blanket. Tommy decided he wasn't going to stop until Donna told him to, so he screwed up his courage and slid his hand under her sweater. He was surprised to discover that she wasn't wearing a bra.

"Goddd!!!" Donna moaned when the young man's hand began caressing her bare breasts, "Oh, Tommy! That feels so nice!" She'd wanted him to make love to her for a long time, and didn't understand why he hadn't made a move on her before this. Her hands went to his waist, opened his jeans, slid inside them and grasped his cock. To her delight she discovered it was already swollen and throbbing.

Tommy shuddered with delight when his companion touched his erection. "Oh, God!!! Oh, Donna!" he groaned. He had wanted this, and had dreamed about it almost every night since he and his family had moved to the McIntyre farm, but he never imagined it would actually happen. And now it was!

Donna lay back on the blanket. Tommy rolled over, pushed her sweater up and began sliding his hands over her smooth, warm skin. His lips moved to her straining nipples.

Donna groaned and arched her back, pressing her breasts into Tommy's mouth. "Uhhhhhh!!! Yessssss!!! Oh, Tommy!!! Yessssss!!!!" she murmured. Her body strained and twisted as his hands roamed over it.

Tommy, not quite sure what to do, but wanting to be good for Donna, kept his touch as light as he could. His hands trembled as he explored Donna's lithe, lovely body. His caresses, inexpert, but gentle, evoked loud cries of joy from his gorgeous companion.

Tommy wanted to do more, to see more of her! He pushed her slacks down, then slid his hands up the insides of her slim, beautiful legs. He began to explore her opening with his fingers. Gasps of ecstasy came from Donna while he caressed her. When he brushed her clit, her gasps turned to wails and her body twisted and strained even more fervently. Kneeling between Donna's out-stretched, trembling legs, he began kissing her flat belly.

"Ohhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhh!!!! Tommy!!! Tommy!!!!" Donna babbled, her motions becoming more and more frenzied. She'd never known feelings like those Tommy was giving her! This was the way she'd always dreamed love-making would feel! "Uhhhhhhhh!!!!" she grunted when he slipped one of his fingers into her. Her hips kept moving insistently and her head rolled from side to side on the blanket.

Tommy, more aroused than he believed it was possible to be, kissed through Donna's sparse pubic hair, then he started to lick her clit with his tongue while his finger continued plunging into her.

Donna's body arched and she went wild in response to the overwhelming sensations sweeping over her. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Ooooooooooooooo!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!! Tommy!!!! Uhhhhhhhhhhh!!! Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" she groaned. Her movements grew frenzied as an orgasm exploded through her.

Donna finally relaxed, and when she did, Tommy, who had shed his jeans and couldn't wait any longer, rolled on top of her. Lying between her legs, he lifted his hips, then plunged his erection into her.

"Ohhhhhh!!!" Donna murmured, her eyes opening. "Godddddd!!! Yesssss!!! I need you!!! Yesssssss!!! Oh,Tommy!!! Oh, Tommy!!! Oh, Tommy!!!"

Holding himself above the lovely girl on straightened arms, Tommy continued to thrust into her, his swollen shaft penetrating deep. The force of his thrusts made Donna's body quake. Her erect nipples scribed tiny circles in the air as her breasts jiggled. She was so tight, so hot!

"Donna!! Oh, God!!! Donnaaaaa!" Tommy groaned as his explosion neared. "Ahhhhhhhhh!!! Donnaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!" His come gushed from him, bathing her insides with moist heat.

"Tommy!!! Oh, Tommy!!! Ohh!!! Ohhhhh!!! I...I...I can feel you commmminnnnnnggggg!!! It's so hottttt!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Oh, God!!! Tommy!!! Tommy!!!! Aaaaahhhhhhhhh!!! Again!! I'm commmminnnngggg agggainnnnnn!!! Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!" Donna cried. Her body went wild, her hips straining, her pubic bone grinding against Tommy's, while gratification suffused her.

Spent, they lay in each other's arms, sated, enjoying the contact of their warm, nude flesh.

"That was incredible, Tommy!" Donna murmured. "God! You made me feel better than I ever felt in my life! I wanted you so much!!!!"

"I wanted you, too!" Tommy replied. "I...I've wanted you for a long time, but..." He noticed movement over Donna's shoulder. As he watched, a deer emerged from the woods and headed for the to the pond. "Look, Donna," he whispered, "Over there..."

Donna turned. "A deer!" she whispered. "Neat! Oh, Tommy, this is so wonderful!"

They lay there, watching the deer drink. It had no antlers, so Tommy knew it was a doe. A few minutes later, two smaller deer emerged from the underbrush.

"Look, there's more of them," Donna whispered, snuggling her firm bottom against Tommy. The afternoon had turned out far more wonderful than she'd dared dream it would.

"Those are her fawns," Tommy whispered as he watched the two tiny, spotted creatures walk to where their mother stood.

The young deer began drinking while their mother stood guard, looking around warily. When they'd drunk their fill, all three of them disappeared into the woods, their white tails flashing as they danced into the brush.

"That was fantastic!" Donna whispered. "I've never seen anything like that before."

"Want to go swimming?" Tommy asked. The pressure of her snug bottom against his cock was having a decidedly invigorating effect.

"Sure," Donna replied. Going skinny-dipping would be fun. She jumped to her feet and, beautifully nude, headed for the pond.

Tommy watched Donna as she dashed toward the pond and marveled how attractive she was. He still found it hard to believe that she and he really had made love. He got to his feet and started toward the pond.

Donna had swum half-way to the center of the pond before Tommy reached the water. He launched into a shallow dive, came up swimming strongly, and caught up with her in the middle of the pond. He grabbed her waist and pulled her against him.

Donna turned in Tommy's arms and kissed him as they floated in the chilly water. After a while, they ended the kiss and swam slowly toward shore.

When they reached shallower water, where it was possible to stand, they turned to each other. "Today has been wonderful," Donna said, putting her arms around Tommy and pressing against him.

Despite the fact that they were standing in the chilly water, Tommy felt his body reacting powerfully to the pressure of Donna's against it.

Donna immediately became aware of his reaction. "My God, Tommy!" she whispered, wrapping her hand around his thickening cock. "You...you're getting hard again!"

"Uh-huh," Tommy gasped. He cupped one of her breasts, thumbed the nipple and felt her shudder.

Donna had never in her life felt the way Tommy made her feel. He instinctively seemed to know what to do to make her feel good. "God, Tommy, you turn me on!" she purred. "Let's go back to the blanket!" She tugged on his cock.

"I bet we could do it here," Tommy croaked.

"You really think we can?" Donna gasped. She trembled when his hand slid between her legs and rubbed her clit.

Tommy led her closer to shore, where the water was a bit shallower. "Lie back and let yourself float," he told her.

Donna lay back, letting the water buoy her. She felt Tommy move between her slender legs. She wasn't sure they could really do this but, so far, it did seem to be working.

Tommy discovered, much to his delight, that Donna was floating at just the right height. He slid the tip of his stiffened penis up and down between her swollen, puffy vaginal lips.

"Ohhhh!!! Goddd!!! Tommy!!!!" Donna moaned, "Maybe we...Uuhhhhh!!!...we can do it here!"

Tommy slid his erection into her a little way, then he grasped her hips and pulled her all the way onto him. Once he was fully hilted in her, he began thrusting steadily, his rigid shaft riding easily in and out of her well-lubricated channel.

"Yesssss!!! Oh, yesssss!!! More!!! Give me more!!! Please, Tommy!!! Please!!!" Donna cried. Her arms flailed, churning the water, as he plunged into her. "Aaaaaahhhhhhh!!! Tommy!!! Tommy!!! Take me!!! Take meeeeeeee!!! Tommy!!! Tommy!!! Tommy!!!! Yeahhhhhh!!! Yeahhhhhhh!!! Nowwwwwww!!! Nowwwwwww!!!!! Nowwwwwww!!!!!"

"Donna!!! Oh, Goddddd!!! Oh, Godddd!!!!" Tommy groaned. He shuddered and spewed more of his molten juices into her.

When they finished, they got out of the water and collapsed in each other's arms on the blanket. A while later, dried by the warm sunlight, they rolled on their sides, facing each other.

Donna kissed Tommy gently. "You are so wonderful!" she whispered as she gazed into his eyes.

Tommy gazed back at her. He was speechless. She was everything he'd ever wanted in a woman, and then some. He began stroking one of her breasts, noting with delight that as he did, Donna purred softly and pressed against his hand.

Donna's hand wrapped around Tommy's penis, half-hard and sticky from their recent session of love-making. "You really know how to use this thing!" she giggled softly.

Tommy shuddered as a bolt of delight shot through him. She was making his penis get hard again!

Donna could tell from the look on Tommy's face that her caressing his penis was turning him on again. Feeling a bit wanton, she let go of the swollen organ and stood up.

Tommy, who'd been lying there with his eyes closed, enjoying Donna's caresses, realized his erection was untouched, cooling in the soft breezes blowing over the pond. He opened his eyes, looked up, and saw her standing next to him, grinning. "Do you want me again, Tommy?" she asked, grinning.

"You know I do!" Tommy replied. He reached for her, but she stepped back.

"If you do want me, you'll have to catch me," Donna told him. She turned and dashed away, a lithe, lovely nymph dancing across the meadow.

The horses, cropping grass, raised their heads, looked at the naked humans, then went back to what they were doing.

Tommy, his rigid shaft bobbing, chased Donna over the grass surrounding the pond. He quickly learned that running with an erection wasn't the easiest thing in the world, but he kept going. The more he chased Donna, the more it turned him on. Somehow, despite his best efforts, she managed to keep avoiding him.

Donna looked back over her shoulder to see how close Tommy was. He stepped into a dip in the field, lost her balance, and fell. Before she could get to her feet, Tommy was on top of her. He plunged his erection into her wet, waiting opening.

"Oh, yessssss!!!!!" she groaned, jamming her hips up to meet his thrusts. "Take me, Tommy!! Take me!!! Take meeeee!!!!!"

Tommy, aroused more than he believed it was possible to be, slammed against her.

While Tommy lunged into her again and again, grunts of delight were forced from Donna by his pounding hips. "Oh!!!! Oh!!! Ohhh!!!" she groaned. "Yesssss!!! Yessss!!!!! Yessssss!!!!" She clutched Tommy's ass and her legs locked behind his as passion flashed between them.