Sweet Pandemonium

Bam was right. I would catch my death if I didn't get out of those clothes, and get out of them soon. Bam was now completely naked, walking towards the bathroom with his hand over his member - he was scratching himself and grumbling as he did it.

He returned shortly with the big, white beach towel that had been hanging on the rack in the other room. He came back into the bedroom using it to wipe off his drenched face and body. "What's the matter?" Bam asked, looking at me as he dried off his legs.

"Nothing." I mumbled, trying my hardest to look away although I just couldn't bring myself to do it.
"You act like you've never seen a naked man before." He laughed at me, throwing the towel across the room and into my hands before coming over to where I was standing. I watched his penis flop slightly as he walked.

"No...I..." I had forgotten how to think, or speak, or sound even a little bit sane. "I'm fine." Remembering that I now had the chilly towel in between my fingers, I used it as an escape, bringing it quickly to my face and leaving my hands there. I didn't like where this evening was going, but I knew there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"I know you're fine," He laughed, and I could see his feet beside mine on the floor. Bam pulled the towel away from my eyes and forced me to look at him. "That's not what I asked you."
Bam placed his hands on my hips and looked down at my feet and legs which still dripped wet with cold rain. "Do you need help getting undressed?" He asked, pushing the straps of my dress off of my shoulder.

Grabbing onto the hems of my dress and pulling them slowly upwards, he exposed my lacy pink thong. "This is nice!" He laughed, running a finger over the fragile material.
"Bam," I took a step backwards, starting to get spooked. I was cornered, the nightstand was behind me and I had no where else to go but back into the freezing cold rain. "Should we be doing this?"

"Jesus Christ," Bam laughed, pushing both of the straps down. "Get a hold of yourself woman, theres nothing wrong with two grown people being naked together."
I reluctantly let him pull the towel out of my hands and throw it onto the floor along with the rest of our wet clothes. "Do you have problems controlling yourself or something? Can you not be naked with another person and have it not be sexual?"

"Of course I can!" I exclaimed, getting frustrated with him. Now all I wanted to do was strip down naked to prove him wrong, but I figured that was probably what he was banking on. With haste I kicked my shoes to the side and pulled the straps of my dress off of my arms. Bam yanked the material down, and the wispy sun dress fell upon my feet.

“There, happy?!” I exclaimed, frustrated and grabbing the towel from the bed, I began wiping myself off in front of him.
“Oh god,” He stared upon me, not letting his eyes leave the curves of my nearly naked body. “You have no idea.” Bam let his fingers graze against my shoulders and across my chest, making a line between my breasts, and down my belly button where they tickled the skin around my panties.

“These need to come off.” He told me, getting to his knees in front of me, kissing and licking at the cut of my thighs and biting at my hips.
“Bam,” I said in more of a pleasureful cry than I had meant it. “Should we be doing this?” I put my hand on his forehead, throwing my head back with a moan as he pulled down the pink panties and slipped his tongue into my wet slit.

“Shut the fuck up.” He demanded, yanking the thong down around my ankles, and I kicked it to the side as he got to his feet and wrapped his arms around my middle, pulling me close and letting me feel the girth of his erection pressing into my thigh.

“Damn,” I said harshly, letting him push me down and onto the bed. “You don't gotta be such an asshole.”
“I said shut the fuck up, bitch!” Bam scorned, putting his hand over my mouth and stifling my cries as opened up my legs with force and inserted himself into me, pulling out quickly before uncovering my face. “Just shut up and let me fuck you.”

He stuck his dick back in and pulled completely out again, teasing me. “Fine!” I agreed, grabbing him by the back of his head and pulling him into me by the thick brown hair. “Then fuck me.” His face and eyes tightened in a wince due to the pain, and I let him go just as his eyes opened wide and he shoved himself back into me so quickly and sharply that my mouth opened wide with a gasp.

The headboard above the bed slammed into the wall furiously with every one of Bam's thrusts, and I was forced to cry out as he bit me on my neck and chest so hard that I wouldn't have been surprised if he drew blood. “What's the matter?” He breathed in my ear, thrusting so hard it almost hurt. “Too rough for you?”

“You're starting to hurt me!” I cried, hurting and enjoying it at the same time.
“Good.” He mumbled, then bit down on my earlobe, the pain so excruciating that my arms jerked up and I pushed him off of me.
“Fuck you!” I cried, breathing heavily, admiring him as he smiled deviantly and stroked his erection.

“Get on your knees.” He demanded, and then grabbed me by the arm and pulled me up, forcing me to obey him. “Turn around.” He said once I was up and in the position that he had wanted.
“Why?” I asked, curious as Bam came up beside me, pressing himself against me; his erection poking against my buttock as he stroked my breasts and stomach from behind, biting down gently on my neck and shoulders.

“Didn't I tell you to shut the fuck up?” Bam replied, pushing me fore ward so that I was close to the headboard, then grabbing the multi-colored scarf off of the lamp that was still there from the night that Johnny and I were together. I looked at it with disgust as he used it to tie my wrists to the wood, the scarf going in and out of the intricate grooves.

“What are you doing?” I asked as he placed a heavy hand upon my spine and pushed down, forcing me to bend over in front of him as he moved rapidly behind me.
“I'm gonna fuck you from behind.” He said, spreading my legs and inserting two fingers inside of me before slapping me on the ass with a firm, open hand.

Bam fingered me as he slapped and nibbled at the skin of my buttock and it felt better than I could have ever imagined. Moans escaped my mouth loudly, and Bam mumbled, “You like that, slut?” before inserting himself with force once more, and taking me completely by surprise.

I began to move my body, buckling against him as he pushed me fore ward with every thrust and slap. Bam reached around and rubbed his fingers in a circular motion around my clit as he fucked me from behind. “Oh Bam, fuck me.” I breathed, and he thrust harder.

A powerful orgasm washed over my entire body and I tensed up, squeezing the headboard until my knuckles went white and the material of the scarf dug into the skin of my wrists.
“Little slut.” Bam mumbled with a laugh before pulling out and untying my wrists. I collapsed onto my stomach for a second and tried to catch my breath, panting and laughing as I watched Bam stroke himself next to me.

“Get on your back.” He demanded, and I flipped over, wiping the sweat from my forehead. Bam climbed on top of me, sitting on my chest as he looked down at me, jerking his hand up and down, and across his thick member. “Suck my dick, slut.” He said, grabbing onto my chin and opening my mouth, inserting the head of his penis in as he stroked the shaft.

I formed a circle with my thumb and pointer finger and pressed the base of his penis into his pelvis, moving it slightly with force, back and forth, as I licked and sucked at his head. Bam looked at me with an open mouth and eyes like slits. His body rocked on top of me and it were merely moments before he said “I'm gonna come.”, quickly taking his penis out of my mouth and spewing white, hot heat all over my lips and face.

“Oh god.” He gasped, sitting back and propping his body up on his elbows on top of me; he let the remainder of his juices spill onto my chest. “That was so good.” He said, sitting up with a smile and looking at me. I wiped a hand across my face, getting what I could of the cum onto my hand; I rubbed it all over my chest as I bit down on my lower lip, and Bam smiled, leaning down quickly to kiss me before climbing off.

“God Angel,” He breathed, his chest heaving as he tried to catch his breath. “I didn't know you were such a dirty whore.”
I looked at him with wide eyes, shocked at what he had just said, and shocked that he lied next to me with a huge smile on his face. “Fuck you!” I exclaimed, and began to jolt from the bed but Bam stopped me just in time, using his muscled arm to pull me back down on top of him.

“I'm kidding, calm down.” He laughed, pulling me close and snuggling up to me. “I know you're not a whore, Angel.” I was frustrated with him, and didn't look at him or respond. Bam trailed his delicate fingers down the length of my arm and back up again, using his pointer and middle fingers to form legs before saying "March, march, march." and walking them across my ample cleavage.

I laughed at him, brushing his fingers away from me gently. "That tickles!" I exclaimed, turning onto my side to face him, knowing that I couldn't resist him or be mad at him any longer. I looked into his big blue eyes and he smiled, poking me on the nose and saying “Moop!” before kissing me in the same spot.

I grabbed onto him and held him close, feeling like he were the only comfort I had in the entire country. Tears started to burn in the corners of my eyes and I flipped onto my stomach, putting both of my palms against my eyes, trying to hold back my sobs. “Oh god, Bam. Oh god.” I cried, tears flowing no matter how I tried to keep them from coming. “What am I gonna do?”

“What are you talking about?” He replied, pulling my arms away from my face and wiping the tears from my eyes.
“I'm such a fuck up!” I wanted to run away. I wanted to be as far away from him and the Jackass crew as I could possibly get.

“You're not a fuck up.” Bam pulled the covers out from underneath my feeble body and wrapped them around both of us, holding me tightly in his arms. "Every thing's going to be okay." He insisted, running his fingers from front to back through the thick curls of my dark brown locks. "I promise you, Angel. Everything will be just fine."

I didn't want to believe him. I wanted to tell him that he was dead wrong and then push him out of the door and never see him again. As much as I wanted all of that, something deep down inside told me that he was right; I'd made it through twenty years of hard times so far, and I'd have no problem making it through a couple more.

As long as I had Bam beside me, no matter how much I wished he were Johnny, things felt okay.