Wildwood 4: The Help

Wildwood Saga: Episode 4

The Help

Kristin Claire

It was almost a year that I had been with James and Logan. Business was so good that James had decided that we needed more help in the back. That was how I first met John.
John had just finished a tour in the marines. He had his hair cut in that military style, of course a disappointment to me at first, but it fit him. He was completely organized about everything. He even wore a J&L Toys T shirt every day like a uniform with his long blue jean shorts and clean grey sneakers. His upper body spoke of the strength he used to move stock around the back room where he slept on that old mattress where I lost my innocence and I knew that he ran five miles every morning before work.
John seemed stand offish with me. I had accompanied him on several trips to pick up stock from the delivery company and he always insisted on buying me lunch. We talked about diets and exercise and other things that seemed trivial to me. Still he spoke of everything like it was something important. He loved to speak of the different charities he donated his time and money to. I just loved to listen to how loyalty and respect were the most important things everyone should live by.
I was restless that morning. I woke long before James who lay turned away from me on his side and Logan who snoozed peacefully on his back. I carefully crawled to the foot of the bed and dressed.
John had already left for his morning run. I had been with Logan before to watch the sun rise on the water and longed for the quiet peacefulness of it. I slipped out the back door and walked alone to the beach. I didn't notice I was being followed until I stepped off the boardwalk onto the cool sand.
Bobby had greasy curly hair and this attitude every woman should fall on their knees in awe as he walked passed. Chris was this skinny bold sidekick who followed Bobby, scooping up the scraps of women who Bobby thought were beneath him. I didn't care for either one of them. James had thrown them out of the store once for making lewd gestures toward me and asking how much they could buy me for.
I continued out onto the beach I guess for the open space about me to run. I quickened my pace but they still followed. When I started running they caught up quickly.
Chris caught me about the waist and swung me around. "What's your hurry, sweetness?"
Bobby turned my face up to look into his eyes and I spit in his face. His hand came hard across my cheek. I tried to struggle and only succeeding in ripping my shirt open before Chris had my arms pinned to the sand. I kicked and screamed as Bobby ripped away my shorts and tried to remove my bikini bottoms. He knelt between my legs, his knees holding my thighs as he freed his cock from his shorts. I begged and screamed as he plunged into me and started pounding me hard. I tried to squint back the tears and bit my lip until it bled.
The next thing I remember is Bobby coming out of me with an audible pop and Chris suddenly letting me go. I rolled to my side in pain. When I opened my eyes I saw Randy planting Chris face first into the sand. The next I saw John throwing Bobby off his shoulders on his back. Bobby writhed in pain as Chris spit sand and the two scrambled to their feet and ran.
Randy knelt by my head carefully pushing my hair back and brushing the sand from my face. John knelt in front of my belly. I didn't mean to ignore Randy but I sat up and threw my arms around John's neck sobbing into his shoulder.
"Take her home," said Randy.
I emphatically shook my head no. "If James and Logan find out they will kill them."
John took his shirt off and wrapped it around me. "I'll take you in the back and you can get cleaned up and dressed. We will figure out something."
When we reached the back of the store Logan and James were opening the shop front. My knees buckled but John held me firm. We stepped quietly inside and John motioned for me to go upstairs as he pulled a new shirt for himself out of a box.
I went to the bedroom but my knees buckled again and I sobbed uncontrollably against the foot of the bed. Suddenly Logan was there pulling me into his arms. I pulled away in fright before I realized it was him.
"You going to tell me what happened?" asked James from the door frame.
I took a couple of deep breaths then turned to look at James. He quickly came to my side and examined my face where Bobby had struck me.
"I'm going to kill them both," raged James.
"There has to be another explanation," said Logan. "I can't see John and Randy..."
I screamed in shock. "No they didn't! They wouldn't!" I fell forward onto my hands.
"The beach authorities are talking to John and they have Randy in the Jeep."
"No No No" I pounded my hands on the floor.
Logan pulled me into his arms and held me so I wouldn't hurt myself.
"Tell us," said James.
I blurted out everything from getting up that morning to John bringing me back.
"Please. I can't go."
"It's okay," said James. "I'll take care of it." He went back downstairs.
Logan helped me to sitting on the bed and knelt at my feet just holding my hands. After a while he held me in the bed and I fell into a fitful sleep.
It seemed like hours before James came back upstairs with John and Randy.
"I told them she was in the shower already and we would bring her down later on."
"No, I can't"
James touched my cheek gently. "We will talk about it later, ok? Logan we have a store to run."
John stood in front of me with his hand out. "let's get you cleaned up."
I tried to stand but my legs failed again. Both men caught me.
"Go start the shower," said Randy.
I heard the shower start as Randy coaxed me step by step toward the bathroom.
The main bathroom was huge with a double sink, claw foot double tub, and a shower that could fit four people comfortably. John was testing the water when Randy and I entered. He made sure I was steady on my feet before helping me removed the torn shirt and stretched bikini top.
John took my hand and stepped under the water in his boxers. I felt Randy step in behind me. I tensed when I felt his nakedness brush against my back. His hand came across my front with a soapy rag.
"It's okay Kristin, it is just me."
My eyes followed as Randy put the rag to my collarbone and down my arm but John put his hand under my chin and raised my face back up to look at his sparkling green eyes.
"It's okay." John took the rag from the rack and gently washed the blood from my lips.
I stepped forward and put my hand up around John's neck and kissed him. My other hand went back to Randy's leg. My lips traced down John's chest as I pushed off his boxers. Randy's soapy rag went between my legs and I raised my bottom up so that he could enter it. I got John's boxers off to reveal a nice 7" cock.
I licked from John's balls up his shaft pulling back playfully before taking a soft nip at his tip. His hand went to my hair gently as I took him in my mouth and began to suckle. He shivered as I tasted the first extract of sweet cum.
Randy pulled out of me as I kissed my way back up John's torso. When I kissed John again Randy turned off the water
"I think we would be more comfortable on the bed."
John got on the bed first and I knelt by his side taking his cock back in my mouth. As John clenched the sheets I felt Randy kneel behind me and enter my wet cunt. I moaned, the vibrations of it sending new shivers through John.
I pulled away from John's cock. "Let me show you something.."
I moved Randy to where he was sitting partially against the headboard.
"I know you like my bottom Randy bae."
I kissed him then turned around pulling John in front of me. I sat back on Randy's lap his penis entering my anal. I didn't have to coax John into my waiting pussy as I kissed him passionately. I leaned back against Randy and moaned as they found a rhythm. Within a few strokes my moans turned to screams as their excitement quickened their pace. John's breath came in hurried heaves as randy began to moan. With a few intense thrusts I first felt John explode inside me then Randy fill my ass.
John pulled out and fell to his side panting. I went to move off Randy but after he slid out he pulled me back to his lap and leaned against my shoulder trembling. I reached back and caressed his head my other hand drawing circles on John's torso. John took my hand and kissed my fingers then held it to his chest. We all began giggling at once.
After we dressed we headed downstairs, meeting Logan coming out of where John's bed was hid with Donna. Donna blushed as Logan shifted his weight.
"Sorry John. Force of habit."
John blushed. "I guess fair is fair. You were using my bed while I was using yours."
We all giggled.
James scoffed. "I guess I am the only one who knows how to get any work done around here."
I played shy as I went and kissed James cheek, drawing hearts with my fingertips on his chest. "You could always come take a break upstairs.." I whispered before I nipped his earlobe.
James laughed picking me up by my waist in a tight hug. "You are insatiable."
We all laughed and I knew everything was all right again.