A New Day, The Other Me chapter 5

Early morning on a Sunday and I’m up and out of bed leaving Lex in my bed as I head out to get my run out of the way. I don’t know what keeps me doing this every single day but it is my routine and I like not getting tired just from going up and down stairs like I’ve seen people get because they think thin is healthy. I don’t push it and finally after about five or six laps of the grounds I head in, I usually do more but there is a female in my bed and I have a couple ideas. I get back to my room and find the bed empty but not made. I could go looking but then I get seen by girls and the words creepy pervert are permanently attached to my face for the rest of the year no matter what Beth tries to do to fix it. That was a weird thought, Beth fixing problems for me. Did she send Lex last night? Must ask privately when the girls are gone. I return to my room and settle down in bed. The pillow Lex slept on smells like her and I curl up with it quietly as morning creeps on without me.

I can hear the ladies waking up and moving around a little bit as I finally pull myself from bed. It’s been a better time than I expected as I head downstairs and hear a conversation I’m not supposed to.

“You screwed my brother,” Bethany says and I make myself invisible and quiet outside her room.

“No we had sex, geez you make it sound so juvenile. He has been lonely and horny the whole time we’ve been here and I figured since I got ‘screwed’ by Brandon I’d find out if the one that Jenna let slip was any good,” Lex states to the group, I assume it’s the group.

“Okay so you had sex with Jenna’s former puppy, Beth I don’t see what the problem is,” I think it’s Katheryn talking.

“He’s gonna think that you want a relationship or something. You don’t get how vulnerable he is,” Beth explains and I don’t know how to react to that.

On one hand she’s trying to care about my feelings and emotions and on the other she makes me sound pretty whiny. It’s a blessing and a curse all at once but I keep listening.

“Okay so someone slept with the black prince so my question is how was he,” Lela asks and now I’m interested.

“Enthusiastic, he made me feel wanted,” Lex says and I smile.

“All boys make a girl feel wanted during sex,” I hear Katheryn state and the girls chuckle.

“Yeah but before and after? Like all the way till he got out of bed this morning,” Lex clarifies and I smile at my good review,” Oh and he is nothing like Jenna’s Brandon.”

“Well yeah he’s white, they aren’t as big as a brother most of the time,” Lela states and now I’m on the edge of my seat, or socks.

“Yeah, had Brandon and Guy isn’t as big but not by much and Guy didn’t leave me hanging. Hell I had two hundred percent more orgasms with Guy than Brandon,” Lex clarifies and I’m smiling so loud I could alert the ladies that I’m listening in.

“Bullshit, he can’t be that good. He’s a near virgin,” Katheryn says in disbelief.

“Two orgasms to Brandon’s zero say otherwise but hey, don’t believe me if you want,” Lex says confidently,” Try him out if you dare but be prepared to be surprised.”

The girls keep their conversation going and eventually I simply leave as they discuss things other than me. I get breakfast in and bring some of my laundry down to Rosa who is glad to see me smiling. I didn’t realize I was but it feels good to smile and it’s about eleven in the morning when the girls begin to pack up and head off for home. I give Alexandra a little wave and watch as she drops her bag and jumps into my arms planting a big kiss on my lips. The girls must be stunned into silence as we finally break the kiss and I let her to the floor.

“That was for helping me get past Brandon. I owe you,” Lex says and considering what I heard earlier I smile.

“I’m gonna just say that we’re good… and thank you,” I keep it simple and watch her smile as she turns back to her squad.

The girls head out and I decide at Rosa’s request to take a shower since I smell like a combination of last night and this morning. Showering it good as it gives me a feeling of reset for my body. I’m not trying to wash away how I felt with Lex last night but I’m looking forward to new things for me and it’s nice to know I’m not the last person alive a girl would have sex with. Okay so I have more proof than Alexandra but not much and it is nice when someone who looks as good as she does take a little pity on me and walks away with more than she expected. I am scrubbing myself down when there is a knock at the bathroom door and now I’m confused and a little self conscious.

“Guy, one of Miss Bethany’s friends is back and I don’t know if I should let her in. She is very upset about something,” Rosa asks from the other side of the door through the crack.

“Rosa is my robe out there,” I ask as I look for it on the hook.

“No, it’s in the wash,” Rosa replies and I live for the fuck my life moments.

I get a towel wrapped around my waist and head down to the front door while mostly wet. I get it open to see Lela standing there with an angry look on her face; well it was angry before it morphed into shock.

“Hey Guy I left my phone here,” Lela says attempting to walk past me into the house.

“Excuse me but where do you think you are going,” I ask as I stop her.

“To find my phone,” Lela states like I’m going to let her wander around alone.

“Yeah that is going to have to wait till either Bethany gets home or I’m done with my shower,” I state my terms.

Unfortunately my terms are rendered moot as she slips past me and heads upstairs towards Beth’s room. I follow holding my towel and shrug to Rosa who gives me a confused look. I find Lela halfway under Beth’s bed staring at a very shapely ass in grey cotton workout pants that have never seen the inside of a gym. The yellow zip up hoodie and black tank top just add to the point that most people don’t wear workout clothes to work out. I clear my throat and her Lela groan.

“You could help me,” she asks as I admire the view.

“Yeah and you could wait till I was done with my shower,” I remark having still not fully rinsed off.

“Well finish your shower then,” Lela states coming out from under the bed.

“No because you’re rummaging around the house when I specifically said to wait,” I counter holding my ground.

“Shit it’s not there, could you call it with your phone,” Lela asks and I groan heading to my room to get my phone.

I find it on my dresser where it always is and turn to see Lela waiting impatiently. I wait for her to give me the number and apparently she doesn’t understand that.

“Your number,” I ask and she has to think.

“I don’t know it I don’t call myself. Just message me,” she says and I groan.

“I still need a number,” I retort becoming annoyed.

“No just message me on Facebook,” Lela says before turning to head back to Beth’s room.

“I shut down my account remember,” I am growing tired of this and so is she for different reasons.

“Just turn the shit back on and message me,” Lela states and I stop everything.

“No, I said wait and you didn’t listen. Now I’m standing here in a towel and nothing else with dried soap covering me instead of rinsing off because your phone is more important than everything else in the whole fucking world,” I get the words out and Lela just stands there confused as to why I’m mad.

“It’ll just take five minutes,” Lela says as I walk to back to my bathroom and hopefully the shower.

“Not worth my time,” I state as I walk away.

“Guy I just need help,” the black cheerleader says as I get to the door.

“Then you should have asked,” I say the words and see her thoughts forming,” No you didn’t ask, you barged in and when shit didn’t work out you kept dragging me into your problem.”

I get in the bathroom and close the door putting my phone on the counter and off with the towel and back in the shower. Scrubbing dried soap off and cleaning up again is not fun when I hear beeping of electronics and groan.

“Lela are you in the bathroom,” I ask in a groan.

“Yes, I need my phone,” I hear her respond and wash soap out of my eyes again.

“And you thought it would be in here,” I ask running water.

“No, I thought I could get into your phone but you have a password. Who the fuck has a password? Why don’t you have a pattern or something easy,” Lela asks grumpy.

“Because it’s not easy for nosy girls to figure out,” I reply rinsing my head.

I hear the shower screen pull back and rush to rinse my eyes and open them to see Lela naked and standing behind me in the shower. Her breasts are large, about as
big as Bethany’s near C cups but Lela’s are softer. Also her short pressed straight hair pull back with a clip on her head.

“What the hell are you doing,” I ask fighting the urge to get an erection.

“I want your password to find my phone,” Lela asks folding her arms under her breasts pushing them up.

“What? No my god you think just by coming in the shower naked I’m going to give you stuff,” I’m losing the erection war as I notice she had short curly pubic hairs.

“Yeah, most guys would too. Are you sure you ain’t gay because you haven’t tried shit since you saw my tits,” she asks curious.

“You said you weren’t interested since I’m white. That leads me to believe that I will get nothing other than a couple looks and a case of blue balls by giving you anything,” I state turning back to the shower, which hides the hard on.

I get about a second to myself before I feel Lela pressed against my back. She’s not as short as some of the other girls and when she whispers in my ear I can feel her breath.

“You help me get my phone and I’ll stroke this big cock of yours,” Lela almost purrs in my ear.

I feel her reach around my waist and what little restraint I had gives way as Lela uses one hand to rub me from base to head and back. I groan with her touch and attempt to relax as she takes her time bringing me to full mast. I rest my hands against the wall in front of me as Lela continues her work when a bug of a thought worms its way into my brain. I’m settling. Why am I settling? Because she’s giving me a hand job in the shower so I’ll do shit for her? I deserve more. I demand more.

“No,” I state pulling her hand off of me.

“But I was just getting you off,” Lela replies confused that I stopped her.

“No, I want more and frankly I think you should get something too,” I turn to face her and she’s confused and a little nervous.

“Wait a minute,” Lela moves to take a step back but it’s too late.

I grab her arm fast and force her back up against the wall, I have to move my body under her arm to trap her a little as my mouth finds her nipple and is suck hard. Quickly Lela uses her hands to try to pull my face away and that’s when I cup her pussy with my free hand and rub her slit with two fingers. Lela grunts in response to my touch but I’ve seen enough porn to realize that it will take a bit to for her to get into it and continue rubbing and sucking her body when finally she opens her legs more and I slide my fingers deeper and once I find the entrance to her pussy press my middle finger inside to the second knuckle. I suck and lick her nipple rough while pushing my finger in and out, I’ve not actually done this before but figure it is better to keep trying than quit. After a minute or so of rubbing Lela has shifted her legs further apart and instead of going slow I can move faster and add a second finger. I’ve taken my foreplay out of slow soft massage and moved into finger fucking as I slap the palm of my hand against Lela’s clit while the same hand’s fingers are pushing inside her. For her own part Lela is groaning and doing her best to remain standing using me and the flat wall for support. I feel her pussy clench up and instead of laying off I go for broke fingering her hole faster and harder which has Lela moaning or trying to talk in some form of gibberish when I’m treated with my first real squirt. I don’t mean she dribbled a little cum either, I feel a gush on my hand that surprises me enough to stop sucking her nipple and remove my fingers long enough to see the second long stream of clearish liquid come spraying out. I smile and look to Lela’s face only to see she’s half out of it in bliss and I decide what I want next.

“On your knees,” I tell Lela as she begins to come out of her orgasm daze.

“Okay but I need a minute,” she says as I turn her away from me and put her on the floor of the tub.

I don’t wait as I help her to her knees and push her forward and down so her ass is in the air. I don’t realize how hard I am till I’m rubbing a little soap on my cock but I’m definitely not needing any help as I’m lubed up. I don’t get on my knees behind Lela like she’s expecting, instead I lower myself over her ass squatting down and with a little hand guidance push the head of my cock against her asshole. She grunts and almost recoils away from me but I take her ass in my hands and push a little harder as I finally breach her asshole and get my cock head inside.

“Oh my fucking god you fucking shit head,” Lela grunts loudly with her face almost pressed against the base of the tub.

I push deeper and get about halfway into Lela’s ass when she arches her back and groans ‘fuck’ loudly. I go slowly working six of eight inches in and out of Lela’s ass as she groans and grunts every time I move in or out. It’s tight and if had not put soap on my dick for lube I’m thinking it would be a lot more difficult to impossible. I stop my moving to adjust my feet so I can move easier when Lela moves her ass up and back putting me inside her without me moving.

“Are you trying to tell me something,” I ask with an amused smirk.

“Yeah, I want to go to your room,” Lela grunts pushing into me again.

“What for,” I keep asking and this time I pull back a little.

“My knees are beginning to hurt and I want you to fuck me,” Lela groans moving back again.

I pull out and help Lela up from the tub floor where we rinse off a little and I cut the water. We dry off mostly and when she reaches for her clothes I stop her and pick them up myself. I receive and odd look but Lela quietly follows my non verbal instructions and walks, naked mind you, down the hall to my room as I follow her carrying her clothes and mine. We get into my room where I drop our clothes and close the door after us. Lela is already on my bed and laying on her back waiting, wrong position. I crawl onto my bed and flip her over a little rough and quick. She’s surprised at my more emboldened actions but I’m beginning to feel like I can take charge. Flat on her stomach Lela grabs a pillow and raises her ass up before putting it underneath her hips, not sure what that is supposed to do but not going to change it now as I straddle her ass pushing my cock back into her hole. She grunts a little this time as it’s not as much of a surprise and I being to pump in and out of her a little faster now that I am not going to possibly lose my balance and bust my head open. As I fuck Lela’s asshole I look at her beautiful brown skin, she’s got that medium brown complexion. I grip her hips with my hands and push into her harder looking to her hands which are gripping my blankets in tight fists and smile as I see them in her teeth as she bites down. I slow down taking it easy on her for a moment and reach up to her wrists with my hands gently holding her arms there before pulling them back slowly till they’re down by her side. I take it easy on her for a little bit before pulling back on her wrists making her back arch and I hear her yelp with the blanket in her teeth in surprise. I speed up my fucking of her asshole and pull on her wrists backing her into me. It’s hard, fast and when the blanket falls from her mouth and I am treated to the best thing I’ve heard come out of her mouth all weekend.

“This is the best fuck I’ve had in months,” she grunts as I pound her asshole.

“And it’s coming from a white boy who is up your nice black ass,” I argue with a smile.

“I wanna feel that dick cum all over my nice black ass,” Lela requests and I think I’ll give her this one.

She’s grabbing my wrists with her hands as I’m gripping hers as I fuck down and into her asshole. It’s getting rougher as I feel my orgasm coming on and when I let go of Lela’s wrists she collapses onto the bed and I pound her for about another minute before pulling out of her ass and shooting streams of cum all over her cheeks. I stroke myself a couple times to get it all out and feel really light headed before falling to my bed off to the side of Lela and catching my breath. We lay there breathing heavy when Lela begins to laugh a little and I chuckle with her but I don’t know why she’s laughing.

“Mind letting me in on the joke,” I ask calming my laughter.

“When we set out this weekend and most of us knew you were going to be here Bethany swore she would not ask any of us to fuck you. She’s really nervous about pissing you off but she didn’t want to have one of us ‘take one for her’ with you,” Lela explains and I chuckle again.

“How’s that plan working out,” I ask as a joke.

“I’m going to be a little sore for a bit,” she says and I give her an odd look,” You’re good sized and damn near perfect for anal sex. That’s one place where bigger isn’t always better.”

“Even if you’re in prison,” I say at the end and we both laugh hard.

Do I reactivate my Facebook, yes. Do we find her phone, yes but after a half hour more of searching after we cleaned up and dressed. I get a light punch in the arm from
Lela as she heads out in her medium sized hatchback off to home and return to the house where Rosa is giving me a look.

“Ms. Bethany won’t like you sleeping with her friends,” Rosa states and I nod.

“They could have said no,” I counter and she nods in agreement.

“No girlfriend from the little blonde,” Rosa asks as we head into the kitchen.

“I’m not her type yet I guess. Also I’m still finding myself, why bring a girl into that,” I think I’m being honest and polite but Rosa shakes her head.

“Don’t wait for perfect when true love can walk out the door,” She says and it’s good advice.

I eat lunch and am done as Bethany arrives back home from running her friends around to their homes. She smiles at me a little and Rosa makes her a plate of lunch before leaving us to do more work.

“So how was it last night with Lexi,” Beth asks taking a bite of Spanish rice.

“You don’t already know,” I ask with a smile.

“I know how she felt, I was just wondering about you,” she asks continuing her meal.

“If you’re asking me about sex I’m really not going to have this conversation,” I state with a chuckle.

“No I mean emotions and stuff. She thought you were pretty amazing,” Beth says giving me a small dose of what she heard earlier.

“Yeah well she was pretty amazing too,” I don’t elaborate, no real desire to with Beth.

“So no puppy love feelings or anything,” Beth asks and I shake my head,” Really, damn I was pretty sure you’d be looking for me to put in a good word for you or something.”

“Why cause that would make it easier to keep me around here,” I ask now turning from friendly to serious.

“No it’s just I’m the one everybody is watching now and I’m trying to unscrew up everything I did,” Beth explains and I give her a hard look.

“Just because I don’t want revenge doesn’t mean I like you very much. I’m getting along simply because it’s easier than fighting. You don’t just flip around three years of bullshit in a couple months because Mommy and Daddy are upset. I am here for me, not you and not them,” I reference the entire family and Beth stares at me a little afraid.

“Okay, I get it. You’re hard and I need to keep trying and be patient,” Beth says turning back to her plate and finishing her food.

I don’t know if she got it from her sister and brother to keep trying but honestly I’m not here for her or the rest of the family.