Chapter 184: Lonely Nights

It is a good thing my shield is keeping my dick from getting raw from having a lot of sex. Emily and her mom would have made it ready to fall off all by themselves.

The rest of the drive home was damn boring. About the only excitement was at a rest stop.

There was a big group of girls coming out at the same time as me. Since I couldn’t wear my contacts to school, without causing all sorts of questions, I was enjoying having them in because I liked watching people’s reactions when they looked into my eyes. It was obvious the girls were in college from the way they were talking about cutting their first classes tomorrow to sleep in after the long drive home.

Being a few steps ahead of them I held the door.

Like I care about really being a gentleman. If their asses are as tight in their shorts as their boobs are in their shirts, I’m going to have something the think about on the way home.

Two of the girls were oblivious, by pictures on their phones, that they walked right past me without even noticing there was as door there. Both would have run into the door if I wasn’t holding it open.

The girl behind them turned out to be their designated bitch. She wasn’t even on the rag.

“Kid, why do you think I need you to open any door for me,” she hissed as she got close to where I was holding the door.

Oh. I so got this.

I looked her right in the eyes as I asked her, “Who said I was holding it open for you anyway. If I hadn’t been doing it to be nice, the two girls in front of you would have run right into it. I would love to see their dazed looks when they found out, abruptly, that these were not automatic doors. That would have made me a real dick. Go stuff your attitude. Here. Open the damn door yourself, princess.”

I let it go as I turned to walk towards my car.

Whoops. Watch out for that door. It’s broken. There is nothing to slow it down.

She wasn’t ready for when it slammed hard into her face.

Evidently the other girls with her had seen her ranting like this before so they were already coming out the door next to her when it slammed into her face. My best guess is that I used a combination of the downloaded martial arts moved and shield powered muscles to get through one of the doors before they closed. In the nick of time I was behind the girl to catch her as her body was falling backwards toward the marble floor.

What the hell do I know. It at least looks like marble.

Two of her friends were a few feet from the doors when they saw the door hit her in the face, hard. It knocked her body upright, held there a second before continuing backwards like a domino teetering on falling over.

Been dazed and confused for so long it’s not true. Wanted a woman, never bargained for you ... Will your tongue wag so much when I send you the bill?

“Huh? What? Where am? Who,” she babbled as she came out of the daze from being hit by the door.

Smiling down at her confused face I told her, “Take a few deep breaths, let your brain catch up.”

“You! What the hell are you doing touching me you freaking pervert,” she said loudly enough that one of the security guards hurried over.

With a soft smile I said, “Right now I’m waiting to help you sit up and try to make sure you don’t try again to see if this marble floor is harder than your thick skull. I had no way to know the doors broken or that it would swing closed at full force to smack you in the face. I don’t even know how I got from being outside as the door swung in to hit you and end up managing to catch your head as you were falling backwards like a felled tree. As soon as you can walk on your own without falling on your ass I’m out of here. I will even use a door at the other end of the building so you won’t have to get your panties in a bunch worrying that I might open a door for you to be nice. I will just have to deal without getting to have a pretty woman walking in front of me where I can ogle her braless breasts, in her tight t-shirt from less than a foot away, before checking out her butt. Oh well. It was sweet while it lasted.”

I don’t know if the light hit my contacts just right, or what, but there wasn’t anyone around us that missed her fat nipples making bumps in her tight shirt. It was obvious that she was braless. As I was helping her sit up, she suddenly went limp for a second or two.

Hmm. Where did that dark wet spot in her shorts come from? It doesn’t smell like pee. I wonder...

Not even wanting to give any signs of me possibly touching her inappropriately I stood up before leaning down to offer her my arm to help pull herself up. No way was I going to grip her wrist to pull her up.

Well maybe I would if the security guard wasn’t standing there watching me very closely.

She didn’t seem to mind one bit as I opened the door for her or when I helped her walk slowly over to the girls that had walked out in front of her. They looked shocked at her willingly let me escort her over to them.

“She told me she was offended by me holding the door open for her so I let it go. It swung back so fast that it slammed into her head and knocked her backwards. I’m not exactly sure how I made it inside in time, but I kept her head from slamming into the marble floor,” I told them so she wouldn’t get all embarrassed. “We need to get something cold on her face before it starts swelling up. That door hit her hard so she will have a bruise tomorrow. No point in her having a big goose egg too. You women work wonders with makeup, but I don’t think any makeup hides something like that, special effects and movie makeup aside.”

One of the girls had some of the instant ice packs in the back of her van. She was working one around in her hands to get it cold.

I guided the woman around to the driver’s side sliding door, which was facing the woods behind the rest area building, to put her into a seat and buckle her in. Two of the girls were right there watching me like a hawk. They showed obvious astonishment when I pulled the seatbelt way out from the woman, clicked the buckle in place, pulled the lap belt tight slowly let the belt retract to lay between her braless breasts. I only had a light bit of brief contact with the woman’s silky thighs right at her knees, causing her to let out a soft moan.

Sorry ladies. I’m not going anywhere near those hard, fat nipples of hers or the dark growing wet spot between her now widely spread legs.

I slowly let the belt retract until I only needed to give it a firm tug, from above her shoulder, to be sure it was tight. Then I had one hand on the back of the seat as I used the other to lean if back far enough that the cold pack could stay on her face without her needing to hold it in place. As I was about to put it on her forehead our eyes locked again. I wasn’t touching her in at all when she let out a low, aroused moan as she tried to lift her hips off the seat. Only her grabbing my hair made her able to pull me in for a kiss. Her other hand quickly slipped my shorts and boxers down under my balls. She kept rubbing me hard before finally lifting my shirt to see my dick. She and her friends were getting a good look now.

“Holy Mary mother of God! That is the longest dick I have ever seen in person. You made me have the three biggest orgasms of my life without even touching me anywhere. I have to see if that dick makes me have even bigger and harder ones,” she said as she made sure all of the girls taking the road trip saw my dick.

I let her stroke me a few more times before I put my dick away and told her, “Sorry. Not tonight dear, you have a headache, or will very soon. Plus, I don’t want to see someone blackmailing you about having a fifteen-year-old slipping you his nearly foot long sausage. Not to sound like a whining little bitch, but I also have homework to do before school tomorrow and I still have a few more hours to drive to get home. If not for my homework I might have taken you up on it. Well that is if we had somewhere with a bed and clean sheets. You really shouldn’t lose your virginity in a mini-van with your girlfriends watching. I wouldn’t even do that with girls at my school even if my car had enough room to make things work out correctly.”

Looks like my good deeds aren’t going unrewarded, at least.

There was a line of eleven girls that all insisted they give me a hug and a kiss for being so nice to their friend, especially after she had been a bitch to me. Only one of them didn’t cum hard as soon as they looked my dark contact covered eyes. That girl was eight inches, or so, shorter than me, so she had no problem grinding her clit into my leg. She came twice before getting off when she looked in to my eyes.

I was surprised to find the bitch was out of her seat, sitting on the floor of the van with her legs hanging out. The other girls herded me over to her as well as provided a bit if a shield. As the bitch sucked my dick, she somehow skimmed off her shorts and panties. I knew she wanted to have me fuck her right then and there.

This isn’t happening. I already told you that.

Instead of finding a way to make it happen right out in a rest area parking lot, she blew me while going to town on her pussy with her own fingers. She had to pull her head back to keep from choking when I came. Not because I came in her mouth, but because she had started to cum a second before me.

Well I might as well give her something more to remember me by.

I felt my balls tingling a bit so I moved back to fire a few big, hard, sperm-laden blasts right between her legs. I held my dick as I let the head get a nice wet kiss by her vagina. The biggest and hardest, as well as most fill with sperm, fired up hard inside her. As I put my limp dick away, I saw most of what I had fired at her pussy was running down into her vagina too.

That is going to be one seriously crusty mess when you get back to campus. I bet you won’t even notice when you miss your period this month.

They all offered to have one of them ride with me so I could be sure to find the house some of them rented right off campus. It was on my way home.

“Sorry, but rubbers for my dick aren’t sold at drug stores and I’m already hours behind when I was supposed to be home,” I told them. “I’m not going to do it bareback. If you can find somewhere that had extra-long rubbers, I will take up on your offer. Otherwise I’m out of here. I don’t want to be a fifteen-year-old father of twelve, or more, babies.”

Well that sobered them up. They do all know that they will get knocked up if I came inside them, even if they may not ovulate for up to a week from now? Girls do know that, don’t they?

Once it filtered through their natural blonde heads, they all decided that banging a fifteen-year-old kid probably wasn’t the best thing to do, no matter how big of a dick I have. I didn’t wait for them to talk themselves into risking pregnancy, and possibly going to jail for banging a fifteen-year-old, I got in my car to continue home.

Eleven college girls don’t just ask a big dick guy to come do all of them. Were they all virgins like their friend and looking to hook up to take care of that problem? Did my dark contacts make them want me that badly?

I popped out my contacts and put on my sunglasses. I let them link to the place in my head so that it would show me all virgin females, at the rest stop, in green and red for any having any sexually transmitted disease. Out of the blue I added yellow for any that had lost their virginity, but the only sex they had was the few pokes it took the guy to pop their cherry before dumping his load. Surprisingly three of the eleven college girls were still virgins, seven were yellow. The last didn’t have any colors. She was just like all the women I saw with kids.

No wonder they all wanted to hook up. Damn, I really should have specified to show only teenagers and older. I so don’t need to see all these little girls and boys showing up in green, and a few that were yellow.

Before I turned them off, I found there is little worse, at least to me, then seeing a whole church group of kids, getting off tour busses, that only had a few of the dozens of girls that were still virgins. The boys seemed to be about half still virgins.

Well I guess I can’t say anything after all the girls I remembered having sex with me when I was in one of my hiding phases back in middle school.

I’m pretty sure I found the most boring gas station on the way home to go fill-up, piss, and get a soda.

“Hey kid,” an old guy said walking over toward my car. “Here’s my card. If you ever get interested in learning to do body work, I’m always looking for apprentices. Can’t pay you anything until you’re eighteen, but I will show you how to get that car of yours fixed up like it was new on the outside. I will even provide the paint if you aren’t too picky about the color. We always order more than is needed in case we have to redo something.”

Taking his card, I said, “Just between us, it was made to look like a piece of shit so no one would even mess with it.”

“Well you have my card if you want to learn how to make your ride look nice in exchange for working a few hours a week in my shop. I’m not one of those shysters you hear about on the news or see on those judge shows. You do some work around the shop for me and I’ll learn you how to do the easier, all manual stuff as you learn how to fix up your car,” he told me as he headed off toward a beat to hell old pickup with his business name on the side.

Not sure I would use your shop if that is how your truck looks.

One of these days I might learn. Maybe not. As he turned the truck around, I saw the other side of his truck was completely shiny without even a single scratch.

Well that is a damn good and creative advertisement.

I took my time heading the rest of the way home. I had my phone get my school project details from my laptop. For the last two hours of the drive home I used the voice recognition interface in the car to research what I needed to find to get it done. I told it how I wanted to lay it out before I went through dictating what I thought I needed for the details. Anytime I thought I needed a graphic, chart, or something similar, I told it what I wanted to have it go find for me. Luckily, we didn’t have to do some big project board display like they had us do in Middle School.

If there isn’t some other big fire somewhere, I would get it knocked out tonight. Annie and Crystal want me to start going to the gym too this year. Once I finished my three sets on each of the machines for that day, I would meet them at one of their dojos to continue working on my next level advancement for that dojo. I don’t want to have to worry about rushing to get the project done on time.

I did as much as I could without seeing it and then started doing my math homework. That was interesting. My sunglasses made it project into my eyes in way that had it appear perfectly focused no matter where I was looking. Linking the sunglasses to the place in my head let me work it out as if I was writing it on paper. I was listening to the last of the chapter we were starting on in History when I pulled into the driveway.

Mom and Dad were still sitting at the table eating when I walked in to tell them I was home.

“How’s Emily,” mom asked with sincerity. “Molly would only say that Emily’s mom had gone to a lot of effort to track down how to get in touch with you. Evidently Emily was having a lot of problems and her mom couldn’t seem to help her.”

I got something to eat and drink before I told them, “A jerk at her high school took her to her first dance at school. You know how it goes. She was sure he was into her when he only wanted to be in her. He didn’t get it exactly like he wanted, but that was more than enough to post the juicy details on Fakebook and spammed to everyone at school, who started treating her like the town whore. All through school she had always been so sick that no one ever even considered being an asshole to her. That or any kid who tried to be mean to her found their friend giving them shit for it. Their high school is way different than mine. It seems that his guy is rumored to have plenty of experience so he was the guy for girls wanting to hook up with someone experienced for their first time, even if he is a total ass. Instead he got a notch on his belt, riding bareback, and then posted all about it on Fakebook before the girl had even cleaned herself up.”

“Girls that age barely worry about pregnancy, forget about STDs. He could have one that he is spreading all over town without even showing any symptoms,” Mom commented. “Surely their parents are hearing all about him and exactly what he has in mind if their daughter goes out with him.”

When she finished fuming, I asked, “I’m not defending him at all, or saying anything derogatory about any girl’s parents, but isn’t that pretty much what is assumed about me when a girl comes over here to hang out or sleep over? I do use rubbers, or another form of birth control, when the girl doesn’t want to see if I can get her pregnant or I know that her getting pregnant now will mess up her future. Other than the fact that I will never have to worry about getting, or transmitting, STDs, we only differ because he is a dick who tells all. We all know the girls at school will tell everyone about it anyway. Well except for Emily. She ... Well let me say that she didn’t deal well with how the kids at school tore into her about getting it on with that boy, even when they themselves are letting him do that to them regularly.”

“Well something is up. We came home to find Molly’s finger flying all over her phone, only stopping for the one time she called someone. Whoever it was I wouldn’t want to be in their shoes. All we can get out of her is that Emily and her mom’s choice of food lately had been below par. Did you really give Emily the injections of what Molly sent up there?” dad asked.