Salt Ch. 02

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Cindy's sweet, yet dark past.
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Part 2 of the 2 part series

Updated 06/08/2023
Created 01/30/2018
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I've written this in a long span and haven't edited it, myself. So this piece may contain a large portion of mistakes. So I guess this is a warning of sorts to look out for when you're getting along with the story. And this may contain stuff that many may not find conventional to an erotic piece. I guess you're gonna have to read and find out, exactly what that is. And have fun reading.

And to the few other who expect some exception quality writing. Please, buy a fucking book. People don't go into a porn website and expect Hollywood actors performing career altering emotional pieces. This is as amateur as it get. DEAL WITH IT!

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I turned to Cindy and mouthed, "FUCK!" in shock. For some reason, she was all calm and composed.

I was so broken and yet so taken by what was happening. I've never imagined mom to be of someone who'd do anything to jeopardize her marriage and yet here she was. Then again, she was under the influence of the salt. Now that I was thinking about it. I guess she shouldn't be experiencing the effects anymore. From the last I remember of being under the salt through the juice. It didn't last for more than 6 to 8 hours, tops. I'm guessing, it's been close to 10 hours here, and yet, here she was getting her brains fucked out by Nick.

Cindy almost ignored my gesture and turned to the silhouettes on the glass pane. "I think we should leave." I whispered.

"NO." she mouthed.

"What are you saying?" I whispered, "We can't be here when they come out." I said mildly freaking out.

"Why?" she said. "She's the one cheating on dad."

As much as I hated to admit. She did make sense. And it didn't seem all that bad when she said it. But then again, I hated confrontation myself. I knew exactly how my last confrontation turned out. With the very person I was trying to pull away with.

The moaning and the squealing almost quickened and I could hear her voice echo through the glass panes. The smacking of their lips and the gentle giggling and laughter that followed was almost sickening. And just then I don't know what got into Cindy, she grabbed me and pulled me away with her, back downstairs. And before we knew it, we were out the door.

"What happen? You suddenly grew a conscience, now?" I asked her as headed back home.

"I tell you all about it when we get home." She said. And for some reason, she chose to walk in silence. Luckily we knew a short cut from the bakery to back home, through the woods. So we reached home rather earlier than we should.

We made it to the house and even before we were past the door, she had my pants down my ankles and gobbling my cock in her mouth. In her defence we did take the last of the juice before we left the house. And we did stumble into mom fucking, and it clearly wasn't all that shocking, given the day we had.

I picked her up and headed straight to my bedroom and fucked her senseless, hoping that would wash the 'salt' out of our system. But I guess that isn't how it worked. We laid in each other's arms gawking out the window at the sky when she spoke.

"I'm kinda having a very dirty idea." She said.

From the way she spoke, I could sense her excitement. "What is it?" I asked.

"Well, mom doesn't know about us or the guys or the salt or that, what she's doing has anything to do with something she's exposed to externally. (The salt)"

"Yeah?" I said, completely unsure of exactly where she was getting at.

"So as far as she know. She's just having an affair with Nick."

"Yes."

"Well, so every morning when she isn't under the... what do you call it?" she spoke poking against my chest as she was trying to remember the name with her brows flinching as tried to recollect.

"The salt." I said, trying my best to help her get through whatever it was, faster.

"YES! Salt." She affirmed. "So, every time she wakes up in the morning or isn't under the influence of the salt, she would probably be under a lot of guilt." She said.

"I guess."

"So..." she mount me. "How about we have a little fun of our own?" she suggested.

As dangerous as this sounded, it was all the much exciting. I guess the salt hadn't worn off on me yet. "What do you mean?" I asked, curious on exactly what she had in mind.

"I don't know... yet." She spoke. "I tried to think about it, but I was so dripping, just at the thought of doing something, I had to get home quick." She said.

Oh, so that's what got into her at the bakery, I wondered. "So, how do you propose, we do whatever it is you have in mind?" I asked her as I slipped my hands along her waist.

She giggled and reached between our naked bodies and slipped my back inside her wet pussy, letting out a soft gasp, "I was think maybe we could maybe tease her Nick and ask her about why he's still single." She said as she slowly began rocking.

"THAT'S what you had in mind?" I asked almost laughing at how benign her thought was.

"And then maybe we could invite Nick home for dinner a couple of more time." She said noticing the flicker of giggle in me. She held herself up by having her palm resting firm against my chest and arched her back as she slowly quickened her pace. And even without allowing me to respond she went on. "And maybe I could flirt around with Nick." She said, "See how she takes it."

I was so taken by how excited Cindy was getting just at the thought of what was happening. "And then maybe I'd tease him about how it isn't safe for a guy as single as him to be around a woman as hot as mom."

"Wow... You really think... mom's hot?" I asked her, laying a gentle smack on her ample bottoms.

"FUCK, yes." She grunted out loud, confusing me on exactly if that was a reply or just her losing herself to the pleasure.

"Yes, what?" I asked, confused.

"OH just shut up and fuck me." She said smacking me hard on the chest.

I rolled her onto her back and began nailing her as she began screaming and panting hard. "And... THEN..." she continued, and was so loud I wondered if the neighbours heard her. "MAYBE, I could... FUCK NICK!" she said as I felt her walls tightening on me.

"FUCK!" I grunted as I felt her getting close. To see Cindy under me, so fully exposed. Not just physically but all the dirty thoughts that she's had, excited me. It had me excited enough, to have my balls churning. "FUCK!" I grunted again.

She locked her legs around my waist as I began giving it to her balls deep, going all the way. "FUCK! YES!" she groaned as I felt her cumming hard. I pulled out and jerked myself off on her pelvis before I collapsed on top of her.

"FUCK!" I grunted as I laid on top of her panting, gasping for air as I noticed she was almost lost, indulged in her own orgasm and the glee of her own thought. "I never realized you had the hots for Nick." I said rolling off her.

"FUCK!" she grunted, "That was intense."

"YEAH!" I exclaimed stating the obvious.

Her panting subsided as she slowly regained her breath, "I've always thought Nick was cute." She said, "It wasn't until the dinner a couple of days ago, that found a sense of attraction for him." She giggled a little, "It was hard to believe how fit and sexy he is."

"Yeah, but he's not that old." I said, thinking about it for a second. "I mean, he went to school with mom. I mean, if you think mom's sexy, then I don't think, he's that old either." I was in no control of my tongue.

She giggled and kissed me, and talked about it a few more while, when we heard the car pulling into the drive way. We noticed it was almost midnight. We assumed mom dropped Nick back at the store or where ever before she came over.

We got dressed and headed for a late dinner. We still had some left over Pizza from that evening and ended up having that for dinner before we called it a night.

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It was the next morning and I woke up the next morning panting and sweating like the days before. I freshened up and headed downstairs and found mom in the kitchen. She was all dressed for work and wrapping up her sandwich when I found her. The images of the night before, seeing her silhouette through her office fucking Nick, was still so clear to me even now. And yet here she was, just she's always been.

It was the usual, I noticed a couple of fresh bottles of juice in the fridge and poured myself a glass. I figured mom must have mixed them up that morning. Cindy popped down from the stairs and was in the same thing I remember seeing her in, the night of the day she came home. She sat beside me and took a sip off my glass. Which completely went unnoticed by mom.

"So, what are you doing today?" asked Cindy.

"The usual." Said mom.

"So, by doing the usual you mean, NICK?" she asked, teasing her boldly.

"What?" asked mom, almost startled by her insinuation.

"Hanging out with him." Laughed Cindy.

"Yeah... ha ha..." laughed mom awkwardly before turning back to her work.

Cindy turned to me from the way mom behaved and winked at me.

"What the hell are you doing?" I mouthed at her.

"Shut up." She mouthed, waving me off before mom turned to us again.

Both of us could sense the tension in mom's voice, "So, what are you guys up to today?" asked mom.

"Oh I dunno." Started Cindy, "Just hang around the house I guess." She spoke slipping her fingers along my thigh. "Feeling a bit lazy today."

With both my elbows on the counter, with mom facing us now. My movement was minimal. Her fingers slipped higher and higher, to a point where she literally held me by the balls. She was in complete control of everything and I only wished I knew what it was.

"Don't make it a habit, young lady." Mom spoke with a smile and yet a stern voice.

"I'll try not to" joked Cindy.

"So, Jake not coming over?" asked mom, almost ignoring my presence, before she casually glanced at me, turning away.

Why was she ignoring me about this? Why isn't she talking to me about it? Did we talk about it when I was under the salt on one of the days I blacked out? What happen? There was so many questions and I knew only Cindy can answer them.

"No, I'm trying to keep some distance between us." Said Cindy. "I don't want things to get out of hand." She giggled softly to herself which almost went unnoticed.

She slipped her hand off my balls and headed over to the other side and leaned against the counter beside mom. And just then, we heard the honking of the mini truck from outside. Nick was here. Both Cindy and I noticed the obvious glow on mom's face to the sound as she quickened the pace of wrapping up her things.

Both women of the house, briefly hugged before mom took off gleefully. As soon as she left, Cindy slipped out of her shorts and tossed it at me. "Get the couch, ready." She said. Given how quickly she took off her shorts, I assumed we were fucking.

And just as I turned my back on her, she reassured, "For Breakfast!"

"Right!" I confirmed, nodding and got to ready the couch.

Both of us got calls from Jake, we informed them about the day and told them nothing more they needed to know. For the first time I felt like I was hiding something from the guys. I've told them everything. And plus we made a pact that we'd never reveal the information about the salt to anyone else. And yet I talked about it with Cindy.

Cindy was busy. She had a made an elaborate plan on getting what she wanted. She was very serious about Nick. I realized just how much, after she elaborated her ideas. We hashed out more ideas off of each other and ended up in bed again. I knew that the juice was mixed fresh but it sort of felt like we were under the salt again. I felt the hazy daze in my head and a strong need to keep fucking.

We were both sure that neither of us took salt that day. And yet we were fucking like rabbits. Neither of us gave it a thought and went on to planning how the rest of the holiday was gonna go. Watching her come up the many ideas, it was evident just how much she was into Nick. I couldn't help but wonder why.

"Why are you so into Nick?" I asked as we curled up on the couch, spooning.

"What do you mean?" she scuffed, casually trying to avoid my question as her eyes stayed fixed to the TV.

"I mean, I understand the attraction. But..." I started trying to sound casual.

"But, what?" she queued, with her eyes still on the TV.

"You seem more than just attracted. Almost obsessed. I mean..."

"Obsessed? ME?" she interjected and looked over her shoulder with both her brows raised and yet with a calming smile.

"Well, yeah." I said, "Remember a few days ago when he was over for dinner and you spent the night openly flirting with him, teasing mom?"

"Yeah!?" she affirmed and turned back to the TV.

"Well I saw that a little bit. You were all into him even then, but wasn't as obsessive as you are now." I spoke, "After last night, his name brings out a different light in you."

"Shut up." She giggled it off and tried to brush off the topic.

With my head on her shoulder and my arms around her, I spoke, "Look." I said.

"What?" she asked.

"You're nipples." I said, only to make her look down.

"Nick." I said, as my fingers trailed down her waist. "They're perking up just by the mention of his name." I teased.

We laughed out loud and she pushed against the chest before rolling over to facing me. "Well, to be honest. There is a story to why I like him." She spoke leading to a long pause only to finish it with a contemplating thought, "I think."

"Well!? What is it?" I asked, curiosity was getting the best of me.

"Mmmm." She teased, "It's a long story." She said, "Maybe another time." She said trying to slip away.

I grabbed her by the waist and pinned her on her back as she laughed and got on top of her. "No." I said. "I wanna hear it now." I demanded.

"What's the hurry?" she asked, "It's not like we're going anywhere." She laughed.

"There's no hurry." I said, "I just wanna know. NOW!" I sensed her heels trailing up the back of my legs as I had her pinned and mounted. The very touch of her skin on mine, had me stirring again.

"Why not after we set our plan into motion?" she teased, stalling longer.

Knowing exactly what she was doing I couldn't help but smile. Always the naughty little devil. "You're such a tease." I said.

"I know." She said almost instantly in pride and giggled.

I leaned in and kissed her as I slipped into her. Letting her arms go free and my entire body on top of hers, I began slow rocking on top of her. Watching her as she closed her eyes and relaxed as she let herself completely go on taking me, I knew exactly how to get it out of her.

I kissed her tenderly rocked in and out of her with ease. "Would you let...? Nick... fuck you slow... like this?" I asked her panting, "Or hard." I said as I slammed hard into her all the way as a loud smack echoed.

The sudden slam into her, caught her by surprise and it was evident. Her eyes swung open, her gawking wide lips. With a smile curved along the open 'O' of her pretty lips, said it all.

I went on and on about Nick as I began pounding her. And it didn't take long before she came gushing all over my cock. Her entire body quivered and tensed as she came hard. I knew I had her where I wanted her and stopped. I waited until she recovered and smiled as she opened her eyes, "How about that story, now?" I asked her.

Panting and laughing, she pushed me off her. "And you just said that I'M the tease." She giggled grasping for her breath for a brief moment before she got up and headed back over to the kitchen on her wobbly feet to get some juice.

She took her time and came back with a glass of juice each. I leaned back on the arm of the couch as she handed me the glass. "Hey you remember Mr. Glass." She asked me.

It was a question out of the blue and I had no idea why she was even asking me this. Or what he had to do with anything. "Mr. Glass as in the Creative Writing teacher?" I asked her, completely clueless.

She just nodded grinning,

"Yeah. But what does he have to do with anything?" I asked her.

"Ohhh Nothing much really." She said, and placed her glass on the table and pounced on top of me, almost spilling my drink. Cuddling into me, spooning, "Just a little bit of EVERYTHING!" she giggled just before she looked over her shoulder and winked at me.

"Wait, are you saying that..."

"Yup." She said.

"FUCK!" I grunted.

"Yup."

"You and Mr. Glass!?" I retorted.

"Again, yes." She giggled.

"How, when...?" I had so many questions and was so confused. Even back when she was here I've teased her a lot of times about her, having a crush on him. But I didn't know anything would have happen.

*****

The story is being taken over by Cindy.

Well it all started a about couple of weeks before Halloween. As always I've spent most of the days with the girls and great selections of the Mr. Glass. The girls have always made fun of me for being so close Glass. I'm not gonna deny it. I did have a major crush on the guy and his ways. He was always so passionate about everything he talked about.

So as I was saying. It was a about a couple of weeks before Halloween. I had a paper due for Mr. Glass. It was a big book and we had a really short time with it. I've spent so many nights on the phone with Mr. Glass, arguing about the characters and the why they were going through in the book.

We never really knew how much alike our interests were until we actually got into the details of how our rendition of the book would be. We both opened up to each other and our phone calls became less formal and more flirtatious as the days passed.

There was this one book he suggested me on reading and giving him a paper on. Just me. This wasn't for the class. He also suggested that I watch a movie that was mildly inspired from the book. I did them both and ended up falling in love with two lovers in the movie.

The girl was, like myself back then, innocent and oblivious, and very closed down. Her lover was her neighbour. They have this wonderful love scene which was so beautiful and romantic. I noticed that the scene was a lot more pornographic than the usual mainstream stuff I was used to. But non the less I loved the movie.

I handed him the paper in a couple of days. He didn't say a word until the next day in class when he announced the book for the final paper of the semester. I couldn't help but feel special for having me do this before anybody else.

And so, we spent more time on the phone talking about everything and nothing until the school, while everyone else in class were busy writing the paper. We've talked a lot about a lot of stuff but I know just how to surprise him.

On the day of the party I dressed in the formal high school girl's uniform that very much resembled the one in the movie. And I knew he would love it, I couldn't wait to have him see me in that dress.

All my friends were goofing around in their own costumes on the dance floor dancing to the dj when I found him across the basketball court. He was dressed as the 'guy' from the movie. And it was then I knew the bond I shared with him.

It didn't take him long before he walked up to me and introduced himself just as it did in the movie. We both laughed and talked a bunch before our conversation deviated into the semester paper evaluation.

"How many more days until we know, how we did on the paper?" I asked him.

"Actually." She said turned to me with a grin, "I just finished with them this morning. In-fact I have them in my office, right now." He said.

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