Chapter 36 - Guilty Pleasures

WARNING: This chapter contains strong language and explicit sexual content (pictures included).

One year later…

Linley had sworn Craig to secrecy about her and her family, and he’d held up his end of the bargain. Now, their biggest concern was the upcoming and highly anticipated prom.

Still, there was plenty to do in the meantime that kept Linley and Craig busy. For instance, Linley had finally caved and demonstrated to Craig how she transformed into a wolf. Of course, she insisted on doing so behind a bush so he wouldn’t see her naked. He thought it was amazing how she could transform into what was stereotyped as a monstrous creature and have full control over herself.

In addition, since it was now their senior year in high school, Linley, Craig, Chelcie, and Sky found themselves attending and throwing parties to celebrate their final year in what many called the “torture chamber." These parties were only some of Linley’s ever growing list of guilty pleasures.

Not long after Linley had told Craig everything about herself and her family (she was so glad she could prevent her parents from reading her mind, or she’d never hear the end of it, and he didn’t come around the house as often for risk of her parents reading his mind), he’d begun offering his blood to her. At first, she’d resisted, swearing up and down that if she wanted blood she could hunt animals for it or use her blood bank supply. But Craig seemed to find it irresistible when she fed from him.

He found it so irresistible, in fact, that he began to get aroused by it. Linley, throwing caution to the wind, continued to partake in this habit, though sometimes she'd feel very guilty about it later.

Two weeks before the prom, Chelcie threw a party because her parents were out of town visiting her brother, who’d wound up in jail yet again (he’d never grown out of his rebellious stage and was lately getting his kicks doing drugs).

Taking full advantage of the lack of parental supervision, Chelcie went crazy and raided her parents’ alcohol cabinet. She didn’t have a fake ID and no one would believe she was 21, so that was the best she could do.

Linley was skeptical about drinking any sort of booze at all, but once the crowd got going and the music started blaring, everyone began to grab a drink and Linley figured she might as well join in.

Chelcie, going through another fashion craze, had insisted the party have an 80s theme to it. Everyone was wearing bright colored clothes, countless bangles on their wrists, large pieces of jewelry, and some guys even went wild and wore a glove similar to Michael Jackson's. The large crowd accumulated into Chelcie’s living room, which she and her friends had moved the furniture out of and hauled upstairs (thanks to Linley’s strength, though she did her best to hide it, the task had been relatively simple), grinding their hips to the music.

Bright colored light bulbs were placed inside all the lamps and Chelcie had even dug out some lava lamps for the occasion. True to the theme of the party, Katy Perry’s voice blared from the stereo and Linley found herself dancing along to "Last Friday Night" as enthusiastically as her peers.

She and her friends had never been considered “popular", but at Morningside High, if anyone was having a party, a good number of attendees were usually always guaranteed.

When Linley took a little break from dancing, she went outside to get some fresh air, where she detected the pungent aroma of cigarette smoke. She glanced to her side and was shocked to see that one of the smokers was Sky.

“Sky, since when do you smoke?” she asked him in bewilderment.

“Since a few months ago,” Sky replied as he flicked some of the ashes onto the ground. “Why?”

“No reason, I was just wondering. I’ve never seen you do it before.”

“So Linley,” one of the guys asked her in what she presumed to be casual conversation, “I heard from my mom, who saw your mom at the grocery store, that your mom’s looking good for her age.”

“Uh…thanks?”

“Yeah,” the other guy added as he exhaled a plume of smoke in the opposite direction, “I don’t know how she’s got you and twins, she looks like she’s no older than 25.”

“I’ll tell you what she is,” the first guy chortled, “a huge MILF.”

Linley’s eyes narrowed. She knew that her parents didn’t age, or at least her mother didn’t and her father’s process was much slower than a human’s, but that comment was completely uncalled for. And she didn’t hesitate to inform them of that.

“Don’t mean to offend you,” the guy replied smugly, “but man, I’d do her so hard if your dad wasn’t in the picture.”

Linley smacked the guy hard across the face. He dropped his cigarette in stunned protest as the other guy and Sky both looked at her in alarm.

“If you want to fuck someone’s mom,” Linley snarled, “then pick someone else’s and stay away from mine. Got it?”

“Yeah, I got it,” the guy whimpered. Linley nodded and said, “Good,” before going back inside and heading for the kitchen.

Chelcie sidled up to her and exclaimed, “Is this party the bomb, or what?” Her breath was laden with the stench of alcohol.

“Yeah, totally. But maybe you should lay off the booze.”

“Are you insane? I’m gonna live it up! It’s our last year of high school, Lin! We should celebrate!”

Linley just rolled her eyes as Chelcie, obviously tipsy, made her way back into the living room. Linley then began looking for Craig, and she found him by the table full of drinks. She snuck up behind him and wrapped her arms around him.

“Hey you,” he said as he turned around to face her. “What’s up?”

“I just caught Skyler outside smoking.”

“Oh, nice. Well, I guess it’s his life.”

“Yeah, but it was sure surprising. And I sort of…well, one of the guys out there with him said my mom was a MILF, and I sort of let him have it.”

“Let him have it how?”

“I told him if he wanted to fuck someone’s mom then he should find someone else’s and leave mine alone.”

Craig chuckled. “Well, the bastard had it coming. But I guess it would be weird for some people, since your parents don’t age.”

Linley was glad the music was so loud that no one besides herself could have heard that. Still, she began to get uneasy.

Craig, sensing this, suggested they go for a walk in the woods, which were nearby. Linley told Chelcie they were going for a walk, and she drunkenly told them to “go nuts."

Once outside in the air, Linley and Craig held hands and walked toward the tall trees looming ahead of them. When they reached them at last, Craig sat down on the soft ground and pulled Linley down with him. He then grabbed her hand and held it out in front of her while he did the same with his own.

“What are you doing?” Linley asked, perplexed.

“Look at the moon,” Craig replied. “It’s like we can reach out and grab it with our hands.”

“I know, it’s so cool. Actually, from down here, you can cover it with your thumb.”

“That’s epic. Know what else is epic?”

“What?”

“Having a kickass girlfriend like you, who’s not only a vampire and a werewolf in one, but who’s also smart, funny, and downright sexy.”

Linley giggled like a schoolgirl before she spun around and wrapped her legs around Craig’s back.

“You know what else is epic?” she asked as the two gazed into each other’s eyes. “Having a kickass boyfriend who actually likes the fact that I’m a hybrid and thinks I’m smart, funny, and downright sexy. Oh, and by the way, you’re smart because you figured out what I am, and you’re sexy too.”

“Awww, shucks. You’re making me blush.”

“Yep, and you’re funny too.”

Craig playfully stuck his tongue out at Linley, who took this as invitation to use it as prey. And her tongue was the predator.

Their tongues swirled around the insides of each other’s mouths and before long, their make out session was turning hotter and heavier than usual.

Linley felt something hard between her thighs as Craig’s kisses become more persistent, and she then felt fingers inching their way from her back to her front. Craig’s hands pressed firmly against her breasts, and he teased her by giving them little squeezes.

This wasn’t unusual, but there was a change in tempo tonight. They shed their clothes in between heavy kisses and Craig gently lowered Linley’s strapless bra and inserted a firm nipple into his mouth. He’d touched her breasts before, both in and out of her bra, but that had always been underneath her shirt. Now, her breasts fully exposed, he was gently sucking at her nipple, making her feel sensations she’d never experienced before.

Short, contented moans emanated from Linley’s lips until she felt herself being leaned backward until her back rested against the soft terrain.

“Craig,” she whispered, “what are you…?”

“Don’t worry, I’m not gonna have sex with you,” he assured her. “I wouldn’t do that without protection. But I am going to make you feel good.”

“You’re already making me feel good.”

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

With that, Craig slipped his index finger inside Linley’s panties, which were growing moist. She stifled a gasp as that finger entered her, then began twirling around and around, moving in and out.

At first, it felt like a sharp pain that she wanted to end. But as Craig persisted, it began to feel good. But he retracted his finger almost instantly before removing her panties altogether.

Linley thought that he was just going to give himself some easier access, but his finger didn’t return. Instead, it was replaced by his moist tongue.

“Oh my God,” Linley gasped, overcome with ecstasy. Craig’s tongue was even more talented than his finger, the way it swirled around her most sensitive area like it was a lollipop.

Gripping his head tightly, though not tightly enough to break his skull, Linley felt her body begin to convulse uncontrollably. She couldn’t restrain herself from thrusting around in a tirade of spasms. She’d never experienced an orgasm before, but she could feel it building.

“Don’t stop Craig, don’t stop,” she begged. Craig’s tongue only increased in momentum, licking and sucking at just the right moments until at last, Linley felt her first climax explode out of her.

“Holy shit,” she gasped, grasping the earth for support even though she was already on her back. “How did you learn to do that? That was fucking incredible.”

Craig sat up and wiped his mouth. “Watching HBO after dark helped me out a lot. But I swear I’ve never done that to anyone before.”

The way Craig had made Linley feel was amazing. She’d gotten to third base…and she wanted to return the favor.

“Stand up,” she commanded. Craig obliged, his boxers protruding with the one part of the male anatomy Linley hadn’t set eyes on before except for diagrams in text books. She pulled his boxers down and saw it for the first time.

She wasn’t the best judge on how impressive this particular appendage was when it came to size, but she wasn’t disappointed with what she saw. Hoping she could give Craig the same satisfaction as he’d just given her, she took him in her mouth and began sucking.

Craig leaned his head back as he groaned in pleasure.

“Oh, Linley…that feels so good.”

That was always a good sign. Taking this as initiative to make him feel even better, Linley moved her hand up to grasp his hard member, and she began moving it up and down. Craig was still gasping in euphoria, but he did grab Linley’s head and move it back and forth along his shaft.

Oh. So that’s the best way to do it.

Linley followed Craig’s lead and continued sucking while moving her head back and forth. She looked up at him and saw that he was looking down at her.

“Oh baby that’s it,” Craig gasped as he held onto Linley’s head. Her mouth was starting to become tired, which was a surprise considering her ability to heal quickly. Apparently that didn’t apply to physical pain so much as fatal flesh wounds.

Still, she wanted Craig to experience what she had. She wanted him to know the euphoric bliss he’d given her, and she wanted to be responsible for it.

She didn’t have to wait much longer. Because Craig was a virgin like her, it didn’t take much to tip him over the edge.

“I’m gonna cum, oh fuck Linley, I’m gonna cum…”

Linley didn’t let up, not until after the last drop of his love serum emptied into her mouth and she swallowed it. She could have spat it out, but she didn’t think that would have been very polite.

“Jesus Christ,” Craig declared as he collapsed onto the ground. “And you said I was talented. You got me off better than I could get myself off.”

“Oh, so you’re one of those guys who likes to jerk it?”

“Only when I think about you. And let me tell you, after tonight, I wanna do so many things to you I don’t know how I can wait.”

Linley turned over and Craig put an arm around her protectively. Everyone said that losing your virginity was a huge deal, and for girls, it was about as pleasurable the first time as getting your toe amputated. Still, she felt that, after tonight, after adding more guilty pleasures to her list, she was ready. She wanted to experience her first time with Craig. They’d known each other for years and he knew her deepest, darkest secrets, and he embraced them. It seemed only natural to give herself to him.

Still, she didn’t want to make love without protection. She strictly drew the line there, and Craig himself had said he wouldn’t have sex with her without it. Then she had an idea.

“Craig,” she asked softly, “what do you think about prom night?”

“What about it?”

“I know it’s a cliché, but it’s so close, and that gives us plenty of time to get protection and stuff…”

“You want to have sex on prom night?”

“Yeah, I do. If you want.”

“Damn right I want to. I’d do it now if I had a damn condom.”

“Well, when prom comes, we’ll be prepared.”

“Right. So, prom night.”

“Prom night.”