Chapter 9: Spyder’s Lair

Trinity had changed out of her riding leathers and now sported a denim skirt, with rainbow suspenders over a plain white thermal undershirt. The fabric hugged the curves of her breasts like a mold that terminated with each protruding nipple. She wore tie-dyed patterned canvas high tops and had a sling bag draped over her shoulder as she keyed the entry pad to the penthouse suite and let herself in. Her hair remained a travesty but she appeared unconcerned by it.

Sam was seated at the elegant dining table drinking a very large glass of wine with a bottle next to her. She was using a coffee cup as an ashtray and a haze of smoke filled the room from chain smoking. I sat in one of the many recliners in the great room and sipped a cup of coffee as I watched my ‘daughter’ enter the suite. She glanced at me and blinked away the smoke before walking over to hand me the shoulder bag.

“Cell phones, wallets, and I already texted you the pictures,” she stated. She appeared calm and collected to all appearances but I could see through her façade, the troubled and frightened young woman within. I stood and she automatically moved into my arms with practiced familiarity. Her long-sleeved arms wrapped around my waist and she burrowed her face into my shirt. There were no tears or tremors but she squeezed me for several seconds before sniffing and drawing back. I kissed her head tenderly and smacked her butt as she turned towards the decorative carved telephone that sat upon a Bombay table against a wall.

She picked up the receiver and pressed a button on the face. She held the old-fashioned receiver to her ear and chewed a nail as it rang. “Hey, Jason, Trinity upstairs. Is Zeke cooking tonight?” she scratched her mangled scalp. “Awesome! Hey, can you hook me up with a bacon double cheeseburger, loaded? And a full order of fries? And give me Ranch to go with it ... no make it two or three ... ah hell give me the whole bottle.” She began bouncing and twirling the cord around. “Thanks, bro, bill it to the room.” She hung up and turned to find us both staring at her. “What?’ she asked defensively, “Did you want something?”

I snorted and then got up to join Sam at the table. “Nope. I just wonder where you put it all.”

She shrugged and joined us, emptying her bag on the table. She had brought a gun cleaning kit and what looked like several parts to her Glock. She pulled the weapon from its concealed carry holster in her back and I saw that several pieces were missing.

“What did you do to your gun?” I asked.

“Tossed the barrel,” she replied, holding up a replacement. “Not about to have Allison take this baby away from me!” she muttered and finished stripping the weapon down before she began cleaning it meticulously. Sam watched her intently as she worked.

“You wasted all of them just like that?” she asked as she gulped at her wine.

“Pretty much,” the younger girl replied as she scrubbed at the slide with a toothbrush. “They won’t be chasing you anymore, and, whoever sent them after you is probably shitting himself over what a bad-ass bitch you are.” She looked up with a grin and winked back at the green-haired hacker. “By the way your bike is hidden in my garage. We will probably have to ditch it somewhere to eliminate the chance it gets traced back to you. I already destroyed your clothes.” She continued dismantling the pistol into smaller pieces and took the time to scrub, wipe, and oil each of them. “Shouldn’t you be over at Aunt and Uncle’s, putting a baby inside Rachel?” she asked me pointedly.

I felt my cheeks warm as Sam gazed openly at me. “Um. She wanted to take a break until her next window or something,” I muttered.

“You mean you tore her jay-jay apart, or something,” Trinity grinned.

There was a knock on the door and she flipped her bag over, to conceal the disassembled handgun before getting up to answer it. A young blonde-haired man pushed a silver cart inside with two covered trays atop it. “Here you go Trini ... Oh crap!” he stammered as he gaped at her.

“What the fuck over?” she blurted at his expression, “Are you staring at my tits again, Jason?” She stood right in front of him and lifted her shirt up. “Here, grab a feel while you’re at it.”

The bellhop looked like he had been poleaxed. His eyes bulged as he openly stared at her chest and his mouth fell open before snapping closed. “Uh ... um,” he stammered incoherently, “No! Trin it’s ... oh damn.” He looked back at her bored expression. “Your hair!”

For her part, Trinity appeared mildly contrite. “Oh,” she replied, “Yeah, I decided to cut it myself, do you like it?”

He was still struggling not to gape at her perky titties as he shook his head in confusion. “Umm, honestly? Yeah, not so much!” he stated and then reached inside his coat, pulling out a thick orange winter beany. “Um ... here. You might need this.” He handed it to her and she took it with a smirk.

“Oh, Harry Potter has given Dobby ... a hat!” she mimicked. “So does this mean you don’t want to touch my boobies?”

His face turned a deep shade of red as he turned away, “I’m leaving now.”

She dropped her shirt with a sigh and grabbed the plates. “Thank you, Jason, I love you!” she called as the door closed. She removed the lids from both plates and dumped the steaming fries onto the one with her burger. Then she grabbed her food and a full bottle of Ranch dressing before turning back to the table where Sam and I once again stared at her open-mouthed. She stuffed several fries into her mouth and began chewing as she shoved the gun to the side and set the plate down.

“She always like this?” Sam asked as she refilled her glass from the bottle.

I nodded. “Yep, pretty much, sometimes she’s worse.”

Trinity was too busy stuffing her face to reply so she gave me the finger instead.

“Jesus!” Sam exclaimed as she thumbed and tapped on her tablet, “They found those goons who were chasing me and are offering a reward for any information leading to the rider of the black motorcycle seen on some blurry-ass highway camera footage.”

I stepped around the table to look over her shoulder. It had been a couple of hours since Trinity arrived and she was now curled up on the master bed, snoring loud enough to be heard from the great room.

I saw the blurry black-and-white video clip of the truck and motorcycle speeding down the highway. “That is useless unless someone was right there.”

“They are describing it as a gang war and the way the investigators are writing it up, they think there were a lot more shooters involved in the ambush.” I was curious how she was able to access reports that were still being written but said nothing. Instead, I yawned.

“I need to get some sleep,” I said, “and then we need to figure out what the next step will be.”

She drained her glass and contemplated opening another bottle before I took it from her and set it in the kitchen. She curled her nose and grabbed another cigarette instead. “I suppose I should get some shut-eye too,” She glanced toward the master bedroom. “Is that the only bed in this place?”

“Afraid so,” I nodded. “You bunk up with Trinity and I’ll grab this couch.”

She blew smoke out her nose and frowned. “How do you expect me to sleep with all that snoring? She sounds like a lumberjack with sleep apnea.”

I snorted and winked at her. “I’ve found that she likes to spoon up against you, and when she is on her side, she is a lot quieter.” I kicked off my shoes and extinguished the main lights before lying back on the sofa. “Good night.”

I heard her shuffle around as she stabbed out her smoke and retreated into the bedroom. I smiled in the dark 15 minutes later when the snoring stopped.

Trinity roused from her slumber when she felt Sam’s warm body crawl into the bed with her. She slept in the nude by habit and when she turned towards the hacker, she found her wearing a simple tank top and panties. She buried her face in the girl’s smokey green hair and sighed when the other woman turned away so she could spoon her from behind. She felt her stiffen slightly as she reached an arm over her hips and tucked her hand under the material of the tank.

Sam gasped when she felt the calloused hand softly caress her tummy before reaching higher up her torso until it found and cupped one of her firm breasts. She shivered as Trinity moved closer to her and kissed the flesh of her shoulder and neck.

“Mmm,” Trinity purred as she squeezed kneaded, and tasted the woman before her. “You feel and taste so good Sam,” she whispered. She lifted her leg and draped it over the woman and rubbed her bare mons against her butt. “Unless you tell me no right now, I’m gonna fuck your brains out!” she whispered into her ear.

Sam shivered as desire warmed her face and crotch. She tentatively placed her hand upon the outstretched leg and marveled at the hard corded muscles that rippled beneath the skin. She felt them bunch up as she traced her palm up to the girl’s thigh. She let out a shuddering breath before continuing her exploration down the hard flat belly with palpable oblique muscles. She felt Trinity take in a sharp breath as her fingers crept lower towards her groin, feeling the heat from her crotch as she smoothly touched her pubis, then traced the crease of her labia until she had cupped her damp vagina in her small hand.

“Oh God,” Trinity breathed and lifted herself to give Sam greater access to her bare pussy. “Oh baby, I’m gonna go down on you so hard,” she whispered as her pelvis began twitching from the euphoric touch. Sam responded by inserting two of her fingers into the younger girl’s hot wet vagina. She located and pinched her clitoris gently, coaxing it to bulge out from its protective hood. This sent Trinity into convulsions and she cried out softly, arching her back and falling backward until she was supine. Sam rolled over and settled herself atop the wiry youth before placing her lips onto one of her breasts and sucking hard on the nipple. “Oh Fuck!” she cried harshly as her body shook from the erotic stimulus. She opened her legs wide and grasped two handfuls of green hair, pulling the woman downward until her face was firmly planted over her spasming crotch. Only a woman well versed in the methods of cunnilingus could affect the epic and passionate response that Trinity experienced. She felt Sam’s fingers, lips, tongue, teeth, and sucking all applied to her tender vulva, labia, clitoris, and vaginal opening, with an occasional flicking probe of her anus.

Perhaps it was the tension of her earlier activities or the sheer lack of sex for several weeks, but there was no denying the force of her orgasm as Sam’s expert ministrations launched her into a climactic stratosphere of euphoria. She let out a stifled scream as she came and felt her body swept away as the passion sent her spinning and writhing under the controlling touch of her lover. She was helpless in the grip of the climax and it took her to an entirely new plane of pleasure. She felt herself flowing along with the current as if she were being tossed about in a rapid violent river. Just as she seemed to crest and break free, Sam brought her back into the frenzied energy and held her for another surge. “Oh ... My ... God!” she hissed through clenched teeth.

Then she felt the current of energy lessen and her senses took in her surroundings once more. The pleasure ebbed slowly from her in a controlled manner like she was being led back to shore by firm hands. She lay there gasping and moaning as Sam rose and moved up her body until their mouths joined in a passionate kiss. It was when she sucked on the hacker’s tongue that she felt the stud piercing as it flicked expertly around in her mouth. ‘Oh, fucking God!” she thought, ‘I have got to get me one of these.’

She had trashed that side of the bed and by mutual accord, they moved over as Sam removed her shirt and panties and lay on her back under the intense manipulations of her younger lover. Trinity was less practiced but a quick study and spent time experimenting with her fingers and mouth as she ate Sam’s pussy hungrily. She brought the green-haired pixie to orgasm quickly (probably for the same reasons) and tried her best to keep her at the peak for as long as she could. Her signal to stop was when Sam cried out and pulled her by her short clumpy hair until she released her with a wet sucking sound. There was less time for her recovery though as she rolled away suddenly and sprinted for the bathroom where she voided noisily for a long time.

“Oh, Christ on a cracker!” she exclaimed once she rejoined the younger girl in bed. “I’ll never understand how ya pee two liters for every liter of wine you drink.”

Trin snorted as she welcomed the soft warm body back into her arms. They held each other and kissed repeatedly for several minutes before returning to the spooning position.

“So, you are truly, 100% lesbian,” she murmured amazed.

Sam murmured back, “Ever since I was 11 when my Uncle John tricked me into his sleeping bag during a camping trip and ... did it with me.” She remained quiet after that, savoring Trinity’s soft touch as she ran her hands over her body softly.

“I get it,” the younger girl replied, “I went into the foster system early and spent nearly a year at a convent where I was forced to eat pussy almost daily. A different sister would come to my room every night to ‘watch over my prayers and absolutions’ before sitting on my face until they hailed Mary and squirted down my throat.”

Sam shivered. “I’m sorry,” she whispered kissing one of her calloused hands. “I was introduced by an older girl who I fell in love with for many years before she decided to give it a go at raising a family. After breaking my heart, I never really trusted another since.” She felt her head being turned back and she stared into the glittering orbs of her young partner. Trinity leaned over and kissed her passionately.

“I know this is all new,” she replied softly, “but I swear to you that you can always trust me. And Carter too. You won’t find a more loyal man on the planet than that great goof out there on the couch.” She kissed her again before releasing her hold and sitting up in the dark. “I can never love another person as much as I love him,” she confessed. “And you will soon learn just how protective he is of those he loves.” She reached over and placed her hard hand on Sam’s bare chest. “And he loves you, make no mistake about that.”

She slipped off the bed and went into the bathroom for several minutes before padding back over to sit beside her new lover. “Get some sleep,” she whispered as she caressed the green locks that framed her face. “You have got to be exhausted from everything you have been through.”

“What ... where are you going?” Sam asked tiredly.

“I am not 100% lesbian, baby. And I get an itch that only he can scratch,” she replied as she bent down and kissed her once more. “So, I am going to go out and fuck him into the dark ages,” she rose quietly, “then I’m going to come back here and let you drink his cum out of my pussy.”

Trinity was not at all surprised to find her guardian/lover awake and awaiting her as she crept over to the couch to join him. He was fully nude and sporting an erection to make porn stars weep. She gripped it tightly, relishing its throbbing pulses as she crawled onto his hard body and mounted him with little finesse. They groaned simultaneously as she sank down upon him and lowered her torso onto his. His iron-like arms wrapped around her and he kissed her feverishly, flicking his tongue around hers as she sucked on his mouth. She intended to service his needs rather than her own and she surrendered herself to his frenzied desire as he began lunging his hips up, driving his enormous penis deep into her with rapid frantic strokes. When his hands grabbed her hips, she rose with her hands planted onto his chest, arching her back and crying out in grunting gasps from his onslaught.

She poised helplessly in his grasp and he hammered her groin with his iron-hard cock. She locked her feet beneath his calves and trusted him not to throw her off like a raging bull as she bucked upward against him. With every impact of their bodies, a resounding slap of flesh sounded in the darkness, drowning their soft urgent groans. As she let her consciousness expand, she felt his powerful aura enveloping her. She could sense his imminent release as he began fucking her harder and harder. She braced herself and was suddenly rising once more into an orgasm that shook her to her core. She felt him force himself deeply into her, pushing her cervical wall back as he began ejaculating like a jet inside her. She cried out as he sent burst after burst of his warm sperm into her. She began squeezing her pelvic muscles against his shaft, milking him and pulling him further into her as he tried to withdraw.