An Incest Birthday Ch. 33

"Ooooooh fuck! The first time back in is always the best!" Rita moaned.

We leaned the seat back a little so we'd be at an angle and still have more room to maneuver. Steph and Chris' car had a lot of space in it, but the leather seats I could tell were going to be a hassle. It was hot, and even though we had the a/c on, my legs were still kinda sticking to the leather. The uncomfortable feeling was pushed from my head when Rita slowly lifted herself off my cock and just as slowly let herself glide back down on it. Her pussy was gripping me so tight I didn't think I'd ever be able to slide out of her. She didn't bother taking off her shirt or anything since we were too focused on getting our bottoms out the way, but she basically ripped mine off and kissed around my chest as I squeezed her tits through her shirt, which after feeling on her bare tits for so long felt a little off, but not enough to deter me or anything, plus the nipples poking through her shirt made for a nice visual that I wasn't used to. Rita riding me with as much effort as she was felt great and all, but with the a/c running, the heat from our bodies going, and me sticking to the seats, it made for a somewhat uncomfortable position, so I pushed her into the back seat and climbed on top of her, much much better.

"Come on baby, fuck me! We don't have a lot of time as it is!" Rita said.

"Ashley probably knows what we're doing anyway, we have plenty of time."

I shoved my cock back inside her and she wrapped her legs around me to hold me into her. It was a little cramped but it wasn't too bad, it was a lot better than the front seat so I had better leverage to fuck her, that and she kept kissing my neck and cheek begging me to.

"That's it, keep fucking me Randy, keep fucking this pussy!"

"You missed this didn't you baby, me sliding my cock in and out of you like this?"

"Yes! I missed it so much! Nobody will ever fuck me the way you do!"

"You're damn right. This is my pussy, you hear me? This is my pussy!"

"It's your pussy Randy, it's your pussy! It'll always be your pussy I promise!"

She tried to hook her legs around me but I stopped her. If she did that I wouldn't be able to thrust into her as hard or as deep as I wanted, so I stopped that before it started. She instead cradled my neck and bit onto my neck the more I sped up, the harder the thrust, the harder the bite, and I was fucking her pretty hard, so I know she definitely left a mark on me. I gripped under her back so I could push her body into me at the same time I pushed into her to give her the hardest fuck possible in the car we were in, which made it a little harder, but worth it.

"I'm gonna cum! Don't stop! Don't stop Randy please don't stop!" Rita groaned.

I was in a good enough position, I hadn't caught a cramp yet, and I wasn't going to cum yet myself, so I was able to keep the pace I was at until she came as long as it didn't take her years to do it. She wrapped her legs around me and dug her nails into my back, but this time there was no getting out of it. When a girl cums, if she wants to punch you in the face, let it happen.

"I'm cumming Randy! Keep going! I'm cumming! Oh my god! I'm cumming!"

Her grip on me intensified ten times over as I once again channeled her inner workings to release their fluids to the outside world, but I didn't think Stephanie and Chris would appreciate the location for this unveiling. Good thing they were leather seats. I kept a steady pace as she came under me, slowly letting spurts of cum flow from her pussy each time I withdrew from her. She was glued to the seat with no control over her body and I was still pumping away inside her through her orgasm. With the seats being leather she had a pool of liquid under her and dropped into the seats whenever we pushed down too far, which meant Stephanie and Chris weren't gonna be too happy with us.

"That's it, cum all over my cock Rita, let it all out," I whispered into her ear.

Her grip began to weaken as she neared the end of her orgasm, and I took the opportunity to unlock her legs so I could go back to giving her full thrusts and prolong her orgasm for as long as I could. I wasn't in any danger of cumming yet and I still had the energy, so I figured why not, we're already here, nobody's around, I might as well fuck her for at least a few more orgasms.

TAP! TAP! TAP!

I froze. With Rita's current state I don't think she heard what sounded like something metal tapping against the window, but I heard it, and to be honest it freaked me the hell out. There was nothing I could do at this point. I was ass naked with my cock buried in my sister who was still suffering (for lack of a better word) from and orgasm at that second. Whoever it was tapped the glass again after I failed to look up the first time, and noticing I had no other choice, I lifted my head up to see who it was, which turned out to be a security guard, which wasn't so bad, but they still kinda had some power so I had to cooperate. I reached for some clothes from the front seat, anything that could cover me and Rita and slowly rolled the window down.

"Umm, kid, what the hell are you doing? I mean I know what you're doing, but what are you doing? You do know this is a public lot with cameras right?" the guard said.

"Uhh, we didn't know, we didn't see any cameras so we thought it was ok," I responded.

"That's the idea. You're not supposed to know they're there."

"Well you just told me so it kinda defeated the purpose doesn't it?"

"I told you because the other guards are watching you on their monitors right now and passing it through all the walkies. By now everyone knows what you're doing here."

Did not expect that. If they got our faces on camera we're fucked. I was panicking inside but I had to stay cool, he didn't know who we were and he wasn't yelling so I guess that was a good sign. "Shit. Well so much for privacy. Any chance this won't end up on the internet? I don't need my mother seeing me on YouTube or any other social medias."

"Relax. They aren't high end cameras, and even if they were we couldn't put it on the internet without a big lawsuit following, so you're safe, unless someone recorded it with their phone."

"Yeah uh thanks, I think it's time to leave before someone else shows up."

"You better hurry up. Calls are already coming in on the walkie about meeting up here."

Even through that whole conversation Rita still didn't move. Since she was still pretty much dressed I flipped her skirt down and got dressed as fast as I could and booked it out of there. I was driving around for a full five minutes before Rita even sat up in the seat.

"Why'd you leave? We weren't done!"

"Umm yes we were. We put on a show for the whole security staff in that parking garage. I can't believe you didn't hear any of that."

"Put on a show? Oh my god did they see our faces? Are we on camera?"

"The one guy said the cameras were crap, but that's what he said. He could be telling the truth, he could be lying, but they can't do anything with it legally anyway so we're good."

"I can't believe a bunch of strangers was watching us have sex. Sounds kinda exciting."

"What? How do you go from scared to horny again in less than fifteen seconds?"

"Well they can't do anything, and they don't know who we are, so why not?"

"Unbelievable. Only you. I'll call Ashley and let her know we're on the way."

I pulled up the contacts and dialed her and got through on the last ring and I put her on speakerphone. With all the noise in the background it didn't sound like he was at home. She probably got tired of waiting on us and left to go do something else.

"So I take it you took a detour on the way to my house right?" Ashley asked.

"Something like that, something came up and we had to take care of it."

"I bet something came up, and Rita probably had a blast putting it back down."

"I will either confirm or deny that statement. I'll just nod my head and mumble."

"That's the same thing as agreeing. Well anyways I'm not at home, my dad needed me to come to where he is, so can you come over tomorrow instead?"

"I guess. All this rescheduling might just be a sign for us not to come over."

"Or just bad timing. If you didn't have sex all the time we would've already talked and stuff."

"Hey! Don't blame sex, we were still coming, or at least I'd still be," Rita jumped in.

"And there it is. Just come over tomorrow after you fucked the energy out of each other, which if you start around noon means you should show up around for or five? I'm thinking five. Five sounds right, unless you throw in a round two, then seven thirty. Sex sex sex."

"Ok. Try not to spend tens of thousands of dollars on stuff you won't even keep just to pass the time until we get there. Money money money," I retaliated.

"Touché. See you tomorrow, if there's any time left."

Before I had the chance to hang up another call came in, but it was a number I didn't have saved in my phone. I started not to answer it because I don't like to answer calls from numbers I don't recognize, but it was local, so I made an exception.

"Uh, yeah hello?"

"Hi, am I speaking with a Mr. Randy Stevens?"

"Yeah this is Randy Stevens, who am I speaking with?"

"This is Officer Jenkins, you met me at the hospital. I'm the one that's been handling your case. I thought I'd call you directly so I pulled your number from the file."

In an instant both Rita and I went from joking around to serious. He had to be calling about the guy that shot me, and in my experience, phone calls aren't usually a good sign.

"Yeah I remember you, is everything ok? Did something go wrong?"

"No no everything is fine, I just wanted to call and give you the good news. The man who shot you has stood trial, and he's been found guilty on all counts. The jury just decided."

Both Rita and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. With the whole dad thing we kinda let it slip about the trial. The lawyers told me with all the evidence they had against him I most likely wouldn't need to testify in court, I guess they were right.

"Where are you? Are you still at the courthouse? Am I allowed down there?"

"I'm still here yes, the downtown Lakeview Courthouse Center outside room 301."

"Is he still there? You think they'll let me say something to him?"

"I don't think that's a good idea, you don't want to..."

"Please, I won't attack him or anything. I just wanna say a few things and leave, that's it."

He was quiet for a second. "You can maybe get a couple minutes, but he'll be in a jail cell and it'll be monitored. We won't be moving him for about another six hours."

"A few minutes is all I'll need, thank you, I'm on my way. I'll be there in half an hour tops."

"Don't take 55 to get here, there was a pile up this morning, it might be still backed up."

"That's the one I was gonna take too, thanks. We'll be there in a little bit."

I hung up and jumped on the next best freeway headed downtown. I was surprised mom didn't call me to let me know, unless mom doesn't know yet, which means dad doesn't know either.

"What are you gonna say to him? How can you even wanna look at him?"

"I have no idea what I'm gonna say, but when I do see him the words will come. You think we should tell mom and dad? This might be something that'll get him on our side."

"I don't know, we'd be forcing to feel guilty for us. Tell him after you talk to this 'person'. I don't even wanna look at him, but I don't wanna miss a chance to stare a hole through his head."

"Believe me I'm thinking the same thing, but officer Jenkins said people would be there."

"I don't care. That's in case we get too hectic or try to hit him through the bars or something. I'm not gonna do that. I'm gonna mess with him the best way a woman knows how."

"Then I feel bad for him. Ok I kinda don't know where I'm going. Can you use your GPS to get me the rest of the way there? He said they were at Lakeview Courthouse center."

"I thought guys didn't like to admit they needed help with directions?"

"I don't wanna take any chances with this one. I wanna look him in the eyes before they send him upstate. I wanna see if he's sorry or anything."

"He won't be. He didn't care if you died the night he shot you."

"Then that changes my whole approach. I'll just play it by ear when I get there."

About ten minutes more driving and another fifteen looking for a parking spot and walking to the building we finally got there. We went through the metal detectors and made our way through a couple more checkpoints and got to room 301, where Jenkins was waiting on us.

"Thirty minutes, well a few over, but that's probably because of the millions of metal detectors and checkpoints you had to go through. Nice to see you," officer Jenkins said.

"You too. Is he still here?" I asked.

"He's down in the temporary holding cells. You have a few minutes to talk with him but only a few minutes. I'm only saying this once, turn your phones off, and don't do anything stupid."

"I won't, I'm just gonna look him in the eyes and swear him off for good."

"I'm talking to you too Rita. I know how this guy stirs you up. Don't lose control."

"I'll be fine. Randy's alive and he's going away, I'll just let him know he lost," Rita said.

We followed Officer Jenkins to where the guy who shot me was being held. After a few clearance checkpoints and signing of some papers, Officer Jenkins told us they had him chained to a chair in one of their rooms, ready to talk. We walked in and there he was, Johnny Adams, the guy who almost ended my life, sitting at a table donning an orange jumpsuit with both hands chained to a chair surrounded by four guards in each corner of the room. He looked up and Rita and I and laughed as I sat in the chair and Rita stood behind me.

"I wouldn't be laughing if I were you. From what I heard, guilty on all counts," I said.

He still had a small grin. "The little fucker. I almost didn't recognize you without the two bullet holes. I don't think we properly met, I'm Johnny in case you were wondering."

"I know who you are, and I don't care, and you're not Johnny anymore, you're just a number now, inmate 57735 or whatever they decide to call you."

"If you don't care than why are you here? You must care a little."

"I might be the first person in history to ever do this, but I'm here to thank you."

He started laughing again. "Wait wait wait, you're here to thank me? I try to take you out and you come congratulate me? You must be a new brand of stupid."

"I'm not the one chained to a chair so you tell me. But like I said, as crazy as it sounds, I'm here to thank you. Me getting shot put everything into perspective in a crazy time in my life. You ended a nasty feud, saved two relationships and started a new one without even trying, and in the process got yourself pinched for the crime and other crimes you committed, so all around it was a win-win, well maybe not on your end, but then again you're crazy enough to think so."

"That was a nice little speech, not that I was paying attention to most of it but your facial expressions told me enough. All I really heard was the 'thank you for shooting me' part, which I'd be happy to do again if you need some more good luck in the future."

"Thanks, but where you're going the only weapon you'll have is the food. Nice try, though."

"You wouldn't be so happy if I had another bullet in that gun..."

"Still talking. Well I guess it doesn't hurt seeing as you're looking at life with no parole."

"Am I getting under your skin? Or hers? The funny thing about no parole, is that it tends to get revoked, you know, for good behavior and things like that."

"Then I have absolutely nothing to worry about seeing as how friendly you are."

"You're laughing now. You won't be a few months from now when I'm in court for appeals."

"You can't be that stupid to threaten me in a government building with guards in it, but then again, you do everything backwards anyway so why should this be any different."

"Whatever man. Get your little gloat in now. I've seen worse cases than mine get overturned on appeals, and when that happens, I'll pay your little girlfriend another visit, and maybe that bitch standing behind you too."

"HEY YOU WATCH YOUR MOUTH!" I yelled leaning at him before I knew what was happening.

"There he is! There's that anger I was looking for! Hey bitch, why don't you come from behind that chair, my hand didn't get to say goodbye to your face last time we were together."

"YOU SON OF A..." I said as I started to walk around to his side of the table before Rita held on to me, prompting the guards to all take a step forward and intervene if they needed to.

"That's exactly what he wants Randy, don't give that bastard the time of day," Rita said.

"Ok I think this talk is just about over," Officer Jenkins said. "Let's go."

"Wait," I said sitting back in the chair. "Nice try. I'm not gonna let you get to me. I just have one question then you can get back to whatever life you have left. Was it worth it? You beat up on some girls and shoot me for what? So you won't look like a punk? Your whole life is gone now. You eat, sleep, shower on someone else's schedule now, your life isn't your life anymore. Does this affect you in any way? Do you feel regret for any of this?"

He was silent as he stared at me with his arms crossed. "I thought you said one question. The only regret I have is I didn't order a banana split while they were on sale."

I sighed and dropped my head in shame. "I feel sorry for you man, I really do. Prison is the perfect place for you. You should fit right in with all the murderers and rapists. Take a good look. You tried to end me, but I'm still here, and in the process fixed a problem in my life, and I thank you for that, but this is the last time you'll see me, ever. Enjoy prison. I'm ready officer."

I got up to leave and turned to walk out the door with Rita on my shoulder.

"Awww what's this, no goodbye from you babe? Not even a see you later? And here all this time I thought we were friends," he said to Rita with that smile on his face.

Rita turned to him and walked to the table, putting both of her hands on it like the cops do when they're interrogating someone. "You aren't worth me wasting my breath on, but I will say this. When I leave this room, I will never think about you again, I will never mention you, I won't even say your crappy rip-off of a name. You, are the reason people like me exist, you're the reason jails exist, you're the reason this planet has become what it is. If the word appeal so much as gets whispered around your case I will be here bright and early every morning to make sure you stay in whatever hole they throw you in. I will be at every court appearance from here to New York to make sure you never breathe even a little piece of fresh air ever again. Every attempt you make to get out of jail, I will be there to make sure you stay in. You almost took someone very important from me, I'm gonna take everything from you. If I were you I'd enjoy what little freedom you have left, because as long as I have a say in it, and believe me I have a VERY big say in it, you will never live life as a free man again."

The door opened and we turned to see Ashley walking in. her eyes went straight to Johnny, and she had the same fierce look that Rita had, but hers was more piercing.

"I'm sorry to walk in on you like this, they called me too. I had to be here and say something before he left. Is it ok if I come in?" Ashley asked us and we agreed it was.

"What the fuck is this! Big fucking party! Anybody else coming in? What do you want?"

"I came to watch them drag you away like the useless piece of trash you are."