All Chapters of Behind Closed Doors: Nine Forbidden Nights: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

PetraBy the time Reid and I escape the darkness and chill of the basement stairs and come back out into the night air, we have a ride waiting for us. It’s a sleek silver car with an Uber sticker on one of its windows.Part of me wants to ask how Reid was able to orchestrate this soperfectly — how he knew he was going to need a ride for two back, and at this particular time — but I don’t have time to think about it. AndIdon’t want to. Reid opens a door on the car for me, and helps me inside.Snow has started to fall pretty heavily outside again, so I’m glad for the warmth of the car. The softness of the leather. The driver makes a bit of polite conversation with me; asks me how my night has been, how I’m liking the Vail Ridge area, etc.I say that I’m enjoying myself. That I’m on a mini vacation, and that I’ve gotten to try some new and interesting things.Reid slides in through his open door just as I finish talking. He then proceeds to scoot as close to me as the seatbelts will all

PetraFullness. Stretching. Those are the two sensations I’m aware of first, the moment Reid’s penis enters my pussy. The second thing I’m aware of is how long and hot it is. How, even with the rubber of the condom sliding into my small, tightly pursed lips, I can still feel texture. I can feel little ridges andveins in Reid’s member.I groan with a mix of pleasure and pain, feeling my stomach andwomb cramping under his size. But, unlike the cramps during a period, this feels better. Like a really deep itch is getting scratched. I feel his penis push in a little farther, and I shudder, feeling my womb get a little stimulation.But the tingling, cramping sensations quickly change as Reid begins to slowly move in and out of me. They change from tingling and cramping to something closer to rubbing. Buzzing.“That’s right,” Reid says, spanking my ass and then grabbing hard onto my ass cheeks as he fucks me. “My little virgin is letting me inside her tight pussy.”Sucking and gripping.

ReidDex and Callum have been chasing me on their skis for the last hour and a half. They were on me from the moment I stepped out of the lodge. And now they’ve finally succeeded in cornering me.“That’s our money that went into your good night, yo,” says Callum, cutting off my escape route into the woods. He knows if he lets me skate past him, he is not going to be able to get close to me ever again. “You’re, like, obligated to tell us how it went. What happened.”I ski right past his weak attempt at blocking me. “I don’t remember that being part of the deal,” I answer, aware of my brother hovering back and to the other side of Callum. “You wanted me to forget about Simone, and Iforgot about her.” I zip down a bit of an incline, purposely spraying some snow in Callum’s face. “Mission accomplished.”Callum shakes off the snow, and flips me the bird. I return fire lazily, which pisses him off more. He skates down toward me. “That wasn’t a five- dollar fuck, yo. We deserve some details

By the time I meet up with Wren near the lodge, I don’t need to tell her where Reid and I were or what we were doing. There’s no need. She can see and smell it on me. I can tell by the knowing look she gives me as I glide up to her, and mentioned that Reid was eager to see me at the hot tub.Wren says she’dbe down for a soak. She also says I look as cold as she feels, and that we should go warm up anyway.I don’t feel cold. My body is still warm and squishy from having sex like an animal in the forest, but I go with it anyway.Even if Reid andIdon’t do any more fooling around in the hot tub, it’ll be nice to hang out with him. Chat some more. Maybe even make some plans for my final night at the resort before I head home.And act like the sweet, untainted darling daughter my Mom thinks me to be. I think this as I throw on a two-piece bikini. A frilly number. One Wren lets me borrow. As I dress in it, my eyes catch a bit of the lingerie she bought me. But until then, I’m going to be wil

“Petra, honey,” says my mom as I pick at my cold, leftover turkey, congealed stuffing and cranberry sauce, and slimy gravy, “You haven’ttouched any of your food.”I push it away, feeling like I’m going to start crying and not be able to stop if I open my mouth. “Is everything okay? Are you coming down withsomething?”Yeah, I think feeling the aches in my lower back, pussy and ass are growing. It ’s called being a dumb, clingy virgin who will do anything for money, even if the guy turned out to be a complete jerk!“I’m fine,” is all I say. “Just not hungry.”“Are you sure, Pumpkin?” Dad’s gentle, panda-bear eyes threaten to break my wall of aloofness. “How was your ski trip?”Mom chimes in, nervously pouring herself another glass of wine. “Did you get hurt?”Yeah, but not in the way you think. And not in a way that you’ll ever know, I think angrily, feeling tears threatening again. Until I force myself to sit straight. Brighten my face into a cocky, unattached look.“I’m fine, Daddy.