The Troublemaker

"Jesse, I don't believe this! Why are you calling me? Shannon has been nothing but nice to me, so why are you trying to bad mouth her?" I demanded.

"Bad mouth her?! That's just my point, she has a bad mouth. She goes around attacking guys and blowing them. She doesn't care if they are old, young, married, gay, whatever! She blows them all," Jesse imparted.

"Uh... O...K... What? Does she hurt them or something?" I wondered. From my perspective, I couldn't really see a downside.

"It's not that she hurts them, Matt, don't you see? She is a sinner, and worse, it's like the devil makes her do it."

"Don't start with the religious crap, Jesse. I am so sick of being told to act like Jesus and follow God's plan. What if she just isn't religious either and believes that a little oral sex is therapeutic?"

"So she's already done it to you," Jesse guessed correctly. "Stop thinking with your dick, man, and think this through. When she first came to our town, she got expelled from school on her first day for giving Mr. Ferguson a blowjob in front of the entire class! She is either insane or a devil worshipper, and you should stay away from her!"

"Jesse, what do you even care? You've done nothing but nag me, and preach to me since I came to stay. You've never once tried to see things from my perspective."

"Of course I care, Matt; you're my cousin! I am worried about you. If you continue on the path you're on, you're going to end up in hell! Please... just come back here. Mom and dad agree that they'd rather have you here than anywhere near Shannon Hannigan."

I sighed. "You see, that's exactly what I'm talking about. I am not a dog that you guys can just shove out the door when I've upset you, and then bring me back in whenever you want."

Jesse sighed in disappointment, and barely concealed frustration. "I know that there is some stubborn filter in your brain that won't let you listen to anyone or do anything that's good for you, but seriously... She's going to hurt you... Please come home now before that happens."

"Can you say you're sorry?" I asked, putting him on the spot for once.

"What?" Jesse asked, obviously baffled.

"This morning... you called me a stupid, arrogant, son of a bitch, and yet when I tried to point out that you are also an ignorant, overzealous, pussy, it was me that got into trouble! I'm the one that got kicked out, but you are just as much to blame!"

"Hey, I was just trying to tell you like it is. If you could just shut up and listen to someone else for a change, I bet things would get better for you," Jesse hypothesized.

"What you really mean is that if I stop acting like me, and start acting like you the world will like me more and I'll stop getting into trouble. No thanks man, I don't want to be a pussy," I couldn't help but shoot my mouth off again. I don't know why. It's not like it made me feel good or anything.

"Whatever. Just remember that I warned you, and don't come crying to me when your heart gets broken!" Jesse hung up on me. Why does everyone hang up on me?

Then I remembered that I still had Chris on hold, but he had given up and hung up on me too, so I decided to turn my phone off to save the battery. Maybe tomorrow I'd get a ride from Shannon to get some of my stuff, including my phone charger. I set my phone aside, and scratched my head.

What did he mean by get my heart broken? I just met her for crying out loud! It's not like I planned to fall in love with her or anything like that. Maybe talk her into having some sex, and if today was any indication, get a few more blowjobs...

Heartbroken, whatever.

Shannon poked her head through the door. "Dinner's ready. I hope you like salad and scrambled eggs."

Odd combination. "Uh yeah," I responded mostly truthfully.

We ate dinner in a rather awkward silence, and afterwards, we each cleaned our dishes and went to our separate rooms. I paced mine and thought of her. I don't know why I was expecting something a bit more... intimate, but I felt incredibly disappointed that she didn't seem to want anything to do with me.

I started to pull on my hair in frustration! I could not figure her out! Did she like me or not?!

Then it occurred to me... Whoever said that she was the only one that could play this little game of hers? The way I saw it, I had just as much right to pull her pants down and stick my face between her legs as she had to do so to me. Hell, I even owed her three... surprises.

I marched to her room, and threw open her door. She had just come out of the shower or something because her hair was all wet, and she was drying it with a towel. I really liked the look of her naked body.

"Matt? What the hell are you doing? You can't just come in here and-"

"Oh can't I? What about you? You've been doing it to me all day. Turnabout is fair play," I announced, and then scooped her up. I carried her to her bed, and noticed that for all of her supposed anger and protests a moment ago, she looked excited.

I spread her legs, and explored her with my finger. Another tip from my ex-girlfriend; never just dive right in. Take the time to work a girl up first. I figured that if it worked on my ex, it should work on Shannon, right?

I located her clit, and rubbed it gently. Her breath caught, and I knew that she was enjoying this. I took a really good look at her, and decided that she had to be delicious.

I lowered my face, and buried my tongue in her tight opening. She gasped and bucked into me. I wiggled my tongue around to thoroughly taste her, and then pulled back so that I could insert a finger in her. Then, I teased her clit with my tongue, and mentally smiled as she squirmed.

I concentrated on her pleasure for a long time, honestly surprised that I could do so without my jaw starting to hurt or my tongue going numb. I was rewarded when she started screaming and shaking. It was actually pleasing to see her orgasm, and I realized that I was rock hard and ready.

Seriously? I'd already cum three times today! How could I possibly be ready to have sex already? I waited for Shannon to calm down a little.

"O...K... Ok," Shannon panted. "You've had your revenge... you can go now."

"Nuh-uh," I replied impishly. "You got me off three times, and I've only gotten you off once. As you can plainly see, I've still got two more times to go." I emphasized the point by burying my face once more.

Shannon squealed, and yelled way louder than necessary, "You can't be serious!" She started to gulp for air like a fish out of water, and I briefly wondered if I was going too far.

But... she didn't stop me. I figured this meant I had permission to continue. Very soon, she grabbed a pillow, curled into a ball the best she could with me between her legs, and screamed as if her life depended on it.

"Please no, not again!" She begged me, which I found ironic. If it felt good, why not let me do it more? "It's too much... I need time to recover."

"So..." I grinned. "You want me to wait a minute before I do it again."

She made a noise that sounded like she was laughing and crying at the same time. "How... How about tomorrow morning?"

"Nah! That wouldn't be right... I'd say it has to be before midnight."

Her eyes flew to the digital clock on her dresser. It was only 9 o'clock, so there was still plenty of time. "Oh... Okay," she agreed.

I watched her pant, and decided that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. I wanted to kiss her, but it seemed rather inappropriate to kiss her when my mouth was covered in her juices, and her mouth was dry from gasping for air. I noticed a glass of water on a small table next to her bed. I offered it to her.

She gulped nearly the entire contents, and then handed the glass back to me. "Thank you." She sounded better now.

She watched me watch her, and a smile spread across her lips. "You know... we could always do something else for a while."

I like her thinking! I nodded, and removed my clothes. I had kept them on because I was technically only here to lick her off, but now that she suggested it, I was eager to see what she felt like sliding on my dick.

I positioned myself between her legs, and looked to her for permission. She smiled and nodded, and I pushed into her. You know, for someone who supposedly blew every guy she saw, she sure had a tight hole. My cousin had to be wrong about her.

I guess I had built up a tolerance to cumming today or something because I was utterly shocked by how long I was able to last. My record was about a half an hour, but tonight it was at least an hour and a half before I even felt close to shooting my load. I realized that I couldn't do it inside her, because I wanted to use my tongue on her again and I didn't want to get her pregnant. So, I pulled out, and covered her stomach and breasts -- which were full and wonderfully soft, by the way.

"Ugh," she muttered. "Why do guys do that?"

"I didn't have a condom," I stated. I could tell that she was very tempted to go take another bath, but it was now halfway closer to midnight, and I figured that plenty of time had passed by now. I abruptly buried my face once more, and tickled her clit with my tongue.

"Ack!" She screeched in surprise. "Um, ah, um... okay." Her breathing was really fast, and her hand was on my head like she couldn't decide if she wanted to push me away or guide me in closer.

Her head started thrashing side to side, and she was obviously confused. I wanted to laugh, but decided to keep my mouth dedicated to doing a good job. I wish I had a tape recorder on hand.

"Oh god! Please stop! Don't stop! No more! Oh wow! Help me! Oh I think I'm going to cum!" She screamed. See, I told you she was confused.

Holy libido Batman! Hearing her orgasm had me standing at attention once more. I got onto my hands and knees, and stared at my dick in sheer disbelief. No way in hell should I be ready again so soon!

I looked at her to see if she would be capable of sex again, and noticed that she was quivering slightly, as if she was still in the last throes of her orgasm. That was good enough for me. I climbed atop her again, and guided myself inside her.

If this is not heaven then I don't know what is! She gave me an incredulous look. "Again?"

"Why not?" I wondered.

"Oh boy!" She exclaimed, but again... she did not stop me. I really wanted to kiss her, but my mouth was thoroughly coated, so I looked into her eyes instead. I watched her closely as I slowly thrust into her.

As ready as my dick was to screw her into the bed, the rest of me was nearing exhaustion! So, I opted to remain slow. After each thrust, I paused to search her eyes.

Unexpectedly, her eyes started to water, and she threw her arms around me. Holding me tight, she whispered in my ear. "You feel so good inside me!"

I was completely surprised that her words set me off. It also came as something of a shock that this orgasm hurt a little. That's never happened before, but then again, I've never ejaculated five times in less than ten hours.

I realized that I had absolutely no energy left, not even enough to pull out and crash on the bed beside her. Besides, she still clung to me in a way that made me think that she was not about to let me go anytime soon. I gathered her in my arms, settled myself atop her, and exhaled in bliss.

My first thought the next morning was: Where did she go? My second thought was: Oh my god! I came inside her! What if I got her pregnant?! I'm only 18! I am not ready to be a daddy yet!

Yep, I panicked. I sat up in her bed, and started pulling my hair again. I tried to be careful. I pulled out the first time... Please oh please let all of the sperm in that last load be dead! Or missing. Didn't my 10^th grade health teacher say something about there only being enough sperm made each day for two maybe three loads? Please let that be true!

I looked up to find Shannon watching me yank my hair nearly out. She was fully dressed, and smelled a bit like a barn... and sex. I found the smell strange, but not unpleasant.

She laughed. "Problem?"

"I didn't mean to! I swear! Please tell me you're not pregnant!" Yep, I was still freaking out.

She got quiet, and gave me a serious look. "First of all, if I were pregnant, I would have no way of knowing for a couple of weeks to a month... and secondly, I keep track of my cycle. There's no guarantee, but since I'm supposed to get my period in two days, I'm fairly certain we are safe."

I was so relieved! I buried my face in my hands to cover the tears I was certain were about to stream down my face. No kid deserved such a screw up as me for a dad.

When I looked up, I noticed that she was exploring my body with her eyes, and grinning at what she saw. Ok, that cheered me up, and made me feel a bit pleased with myself. I worked out, and my body was worth looking at, if I do say so myself.

She groaned. "There's no time to have more sex right now, but I made some breakfast, and in a bit I plan go into town for groceries. I have a very specific and limited amount of time I can shop, and anyway --" She blushed for some reason. "If you need a ride into town for any reason..."

I nodded. I wanted to pick up my cell phone charger, and at least one change of clothes. She seemed a bit disappointed, and I wondered if she thought I was going to leave her.

"I don't have anything but my cell phone. I need to grab my stuff," I explained.

"Oh! Right..." She smiled, and left. I made use of her bathroom, got dressed, and then located her kitchen.

I ate the bacon and eggs she left me, and washed my plate. I looked at the clock, and realized that it was only 9:30. I was sure I'd sleep in longer after a night like that!

Shannon came back in the house. "Chores done; now I just need to visit my bathroom, and then if we leave we should get to town after 10 o'clock."

She disappeared into the bathroom. I tried not to listen to her, and soon heard her flush. She smiled at me as she returned to the kitchen.

"Why is it important to get to town after 10 o'clock?" I asked.

"I avoid the church bell that way."

I grinned and laughed. "Halleluiah! I can't stand those noisy ass bells!"

She giggled, and took my hand so that she could drag me to the car. "I guess that means you'll understand that I want to be out of town by noon."

"Yep," I agreed. "It's a good thing they don't ring the bells every hour... or more." Apparently the church compromised with the townspeople to only ring the bell ever other hour. I know some churches only rang at noon, or noon and midnight.

"That would suck!" Shannon stated emphatically, and I totally agreed.

In town, she dropped me off at my aunt's, and told me that she'd pick me up when she was done shopping. It took me less than ten minutes to pack up my stuff in my backpack, and then I had nothing to do while I waited. I paced nervously, half afraid that one of my relatives would come home before Shannon picked me up.

At 10:30, I decided that I couldn't wait anymore. I walked to the grocery store, and figured I'd just wait in her car. My legs were a bit sore for some reason -- I grinned as I remembered why -- and so it took me at least a half an hour to get to the store. It should have only taken me 15 or 20 minutes, but it didn't matter because I could see Shannon's old clunker from here.

As I got closer, I realized that the driver side door was open, and I could see her hair. Was she looking for something under her seat? I tilted my head to the side curiously.

Slowly, I realized that there was a pair of legs surrounding her, and I stopped. I was close enough by now to hear groaning and other noisy sounds of pleasure, and I realized that Shannon was bobbing her head in a certain way.

Why did I feel so betrayed?! Why had I just assumed that we were boyfriend and girlfriend now? I wanted to run, but I had nowhere to go.

Shannon finally sat up. "There Billy! Are you happy now? I told you I didn't want to, so just go."

"Aw Shannon... Why are you so mad? I know you like it."

"Listen up, you big creep! There's this guy I like, and I don't want to mess things up with him, okay?!" Shannon yelled.

"What makes you think a guy would stay with you?" Billy scoffed. "You suck off every guy you possibly can! No one wants to stay with a slut like that!"

Shannon grabbed something out of his hand, and before I could figure out what it was, she pulled out a metal pin from inside it, and tossed the object across the parking lot. "There! It's gone now! If I ever see your dick again, I'll frickin' bite it off!"

Billy stood up, fastened his pants, and laughed. "Whatever Shan." He pointed to a different guy standing not too far away that I hadn't noticed before now.

"Oh no! Please no! I don't want to; please don't make me!"

The new guy gave her a funny grin. "Yes you do. You love sucking a guy off."

I swear she was about to cry. I wondered how to step in. There were two of them, and they looked like they could kick my ass.

The new guy held something up, and then I heard a bell ring. I immediately checked my phone, since it sounded exactly like my ring tone, but then I realized that it couldn't be my phone because I didn't have it; the guy was ringing an actual bell.

Shannon giggled flirtily, and pointed to the driver's seat of her car. "Hop in." New guy unzipped his pants as he walked to her, and I was sure that she was going to punch him in the nuts. Instead, she let him sit in her car, and bent to suck on him.

"Shannon?!" I demanded in disbelief. I saw her stiffen slightly in response, but she did not stop.

Billy laughed at me. "You must be that guy she likes. Don't bother sticking around because she will spend half her time sucking on someone else."

"I heard her say no!" I insisted.

"True, but then she said yes. We're not forcing her," Billy pointed out, and he was right. They were not holding her down in anyway, and she wasn't stopping -- not even to apologize to me, or tell me to get lost.

I didn't know what to do, so I decided to do nothing at all. I figured that once she was done, she'd have to say something to me, and then maybe I could figure out what was going on. I crossed my arms, and shifted my weight to one leg.

Five minutes later, the guy grunted his climax, and I watched Shannon stand. "You son of a bitch!" She yelled and then punched him across the face. "I begged you not to make me do it, but you just had to r-"

She slapped her hand across her mouth, and turned to look at me. I would swear she was about to cry again. She recovered her composure, and faced the man she'd just punched. She started pounding her fists into his chest, and screaming incoherently. Finally, he pushed her a bit away.

"Get out of my car!" She shouted in no uncertain terms.

"Ms. Hannigan? Is there a problem?" Officer Carlson asked. Oh crap, fights resulting in cops to break them up never ended well for me.

"I told him no. I told them both no!" Shannon finally burst out crying.

"I see." The cop took a closer look at the situation, and suddenly yanked the bell out of the new guy's hand. He was very careful not to ring it. "I think that Shannon's been to jail enough times because of guys like you, so I figure it's only fair that I haul you both in for a change."

"We didn't do anything wrong!" Billy protested.

"Public disturbance, Mr. Carter."

Billy sighed, and held out his hands.

"Zip your fly, Mr. Banks."

The guy in the car suddenly realized that he was still hanging out, and rushed to comply. I was flabbergasted that neither one thought to run away while the cop held my sobbing girlfriend. Well, almost girlfriend. I think.