Chapter 1 - Toying with Milton

The following is a fan-made interlude for the story “Julia’s Descent” written by Nebic. It takes place in the middle of Chapter five, after Julia shows Milton her bruises and before she goes out to meet Jacob later that night. The original story can be found here: https://storieswithnebic.wordpress.com/2016/07/08/julias-descent/
 
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“I’ll beat that fucking asshole, I swear it.”

“Mmm, say it again.”

“I’ll do it, Julia. I’ll beat that son of a bitch and make you mine instead. I promise.”

Both of them were sitting on Julia and Jacob’s bed, him sitting on the back of his heels and her on top of his thighs, straddling him. It had been her idea to switch to this position after it was clear Milton was becoming tired from standard missionary. Julia had to admit that to the geeky boy’s credit, they were going at it steady for what seemed like an hour, and he had yet to cum once since their fun in the kitchen. Even better than that, she had been able to edge Milton on the whole time, planting little ideas of revenge and justice into her naïve lover’s mind as he had his way with her.

To her delight, Milton really did have no idea that his sex conquest was organized by the friend he was vowing to beat for her, and she wasn’t going to let him know the truth anytime soon. She hadn’t had enough fun yet, not by a long shot.

“I thought he was your friend, though,” she cooed, dragging her hands down his chest. “I’m grateful you’d go so far for me, but wouldn’t you want to at least talk it out with him?”

Milton breathed heavily at Julia’s sensual touch, clearly relishing the feel of her fingertips teasing his skin. His own hands were simply holding onto her soft, plump waist, keeping her close to him. As he answered he stared almost hungrily at the tits hanging in front him, mesmerized. “Screw that, he deserves what he gets for laying his hands on you.”

“Mmm, then could you least let me watch you do it? Beating him senseless, I mean.”

Milton was surprised with Julia’s response but quickly recovered. “Of… of course. You can even record it. I’ve got a pretty decent HD video camera at home. It’s a shame I didn’t bring it over today, or else I’d film us having sex and force him to watch it. He can watch me fuck you as I pay him back for every one of those bruises, plus interest.”

Julia giggled and squirmed in place on his lap, causing her pussy juices to drip onto Milton’s thighs. “Good answer.”

A bull with a raging sex drive Milton was not, but she didn’t mind chatting with him like this either, leading him further down dark thoughts and taking the opportunity to play up her wounded wife role. Right now, seeing how far she could go with corrupting her inexperienced lover seemed almost as good as sex.

Well, at least better than sex with Jacob.

… Jacob. She had been fighting the feeling for a while, but she couldn’t deny it any longer. It was true that the idea of seeing Milton fight with Jacob drifted in and out of her horny mind all day, but now there was a constant pang of need that made her lust for it to happen more than ever. She knew it was wrong, but breaking her fiancé’s friendship apart was a desire that was just too good to not indulge in anymore.

Julia kissed Milton once deeply, letting her tongue flick against his before pulling back.

“You up for more soon?” she asked, bouncing herself on his legs, wanting to ease him back into action while still keeping up their conversation. “You mentioned wanting to try all sorts of kinky shit you saw on the internet. You going to show me what kind of freaky pervert you are anytime soon?”

“G-give me a break,” he jokingly pleaded, letting a bit of his shy stutter resurface. “It’s my first time, for all of this.”

“Gee, I never would’ve guessed.”

“Believe me, if I knew I’d be fucking my friend’s girlfriend when I was invited over, I’d have stopped jerking off a few days ago to prepare better.”
Julia smiled, thinking of poor Milton sitting in a dark room illuminated only by his computer screen, streaming all sorts of filth over the web and masturbating carelessly into the night. She wondered what kind of porn Milton was into that could change him from a dweeby gamer into almost a proper bull with only a bit of coaxing, but she had more pressing matters to attend to, namely keeping him angry at Jacob and getting him hard again.

Not taking her eyes off his, Julia reached in between her legs and wrapped her hand around Milton’s length of cock. He gasped at her touch as she gently brought her grip up its shaft and then down in slow, deliberate strokes, keeping her pace constant and patient.

The pleasure that showed on Milton’s face was obvious.

“So, you like beating your meat, do you?” She asked, tilting her head slightly. “I’m curious then, how often have you masturbated to me, Milton? Be honest.”
Milton, caught off-guard by the question, wasn’t sure how to respond. He shifted his face away from her gaze, trying to avoid the question as if suddenly embarrassed.

“J-Julia. That’s not, I mean-“

She squeezed his cock just enough to make it hurt. “Answer me, string bean.”

“A-ah, oh! Fuck, at least once or twice a month! I always come back to fantasizing about you, Julia. I … I can’t help myself!”

Julia smirked, releasing his cock slightly and stroking it again. “Yeah? What do you like to think about in those fantasies? Do you dream about stealing me away from Jacob? Making him cry as you fuck me better than him?”

“S-sometimes,” he said, trying to choose his words carefully. He was clearly still aroused, but there was a hint of discomfort in his behavior now. “Mostly it’s just me and you, fooling around and being naughty.”

She scoffed at him. “Being naughty? Come on Milton, you sound like a fucking church girl.”

“I… I’m not sure what you want me to say.”

Sighing in annoyance, Julia raised an eyebrow at him and said her next words in a deliberately condescending manner.

“What … do you think about … when these-“ she let go of his cock, grabbing both of his hands from her waist and pulling them up onto her breasts, “-are on your mind?”
With Julia’s own hands forcing them, Milton’s fingers molested and groped the fleshy mounds of her tits, including the purplish marks of bruising that blotched her skin. Pressing into those marks sent shocks of dull pain through her chest, but she ignored them easily enough through her own horniness.

“Shit. Really, I shouldn’t say, Julia.”

“Tell me, or I sleep with the cum-drinking loser playing video games tonight.”

She lifted herself part way off his body. The fear on Milton’s face, along with his relenting to her ultimatum, was instant. The words exploded out of him in a rapid, panicked admission.

“I think about abusing your body and making you my slut, okay!? I think about hitting you and choking you and putting you in your place just like Jacob did! Fuck!”

That made Julia pause, and for a second she was taken out of the moment and considered the dweeb’s hesitation with new insight.

To anyone normal, it was understandable that Milton would be hesitant to bring up his fantasies, given the ‘revelation’ of Jacob’s abuse she admitted to him. After all, he had seemed much more eager and aggressive to fuck her before she had disrobed. Once she had showed off the abuse she sustained from the Halloween party, he became much more subdued in their illicit love making. And why wouldn’t he? Wanting to act out brutal fantasies on a woman that was already abused would be Adrian-levels of messed up.

Still, even though things from Milton’s perspective must look pretty serious, she couldn’t help chuckling at the situation.

“Well, I guess someone’s beaten you to the punch, then. Literally.”

Milton immediately spiraled into an apologetic rant. “I’m sorry, Julia. I didn’t know Jacob was doing this to you. I should’ve noticed sooner and didn’t realize-“

Julia sunk into Milton’s body, grabbed the back of his head, and forced him to her lips. The kiss was dominating, assuring, and had the desired effect of calming him down.

When she finally felt she could separate from him without hearing an earful, she held Milton by his shoulders and looked at him sternly. “Milton, I said this earlier today, but you need to learn to shut up, and just go with the flow. If you want to toss me around, use me like a cumrag, and abuse this body worse than Jacob ever could, then seriously: tonight’s the night to do it. Fuck him, fuck your white knight bullshit, and more importantly, fuck me.”

With her arms wrapped around him, Julia pulled Milton backwards with her, falling against the bed with a heavy thud. Like earlier during their initial fucking he was now on top of her, his cock pressed in between their torsos, throbbing for more attention.

“No more excuses,” she said, caressing one side of his face. “You want to get revenge on Jacob, start by filling all of my holes the way you want to, here and now, unless you’ve lost your nerve and your talk up to this point has been for show. Okay?”

He swallowed, but he seemed to regain his composure at her confident lead. “Yeah, got it.”

“Good.” Taking his cock, which remained hard despite Milton’s earlier conflictions, Julia lined it up with her waiting entrance and rubbed it up and down, coating the head with her slick honey. “Now fuck me like you own me.”

Milton got the message and slid his cock into her wet pussy in a smooth, continuous motion, starting slow but quickly gaining momentum with each thrust. Before long the room was permeated with sounds of panting, grunting, and churning cock, as the two lost themselves to the growing heat of their passion.

On top of actually plowing into her with reckless abandon now, Milton also found the courage to cup one of Julia’s breasts and squeeze it, causing her to gasp in pain. To her delight he didn’t let go though, instead keeping his hand in place and groping it for his own pleasure.

“These tits are mine now,” he said, passing his thumb against her skin. “Maybe I should replace the marks Jacob gave you with some of my own. How does that sound?”

Arching her back, Julia willingly accepted each pass of his girth and cooed encouragingly. She appreciated the newly found stamina and boldness, though while it felt good having his length expand her better than Jacob ever could, it didn’t take long to adjust to his size again. Within seconds, she wanted the same anger-fueled sex she experienced during the trust test earlier, not just some enthusiastic humping.
In a moment of inspiration from one of her still-sore bruises, she knew just the way to spur him on further.

“You know how Jacob told you we were virgins?”

“Ugh, yeah.”

“As you can tell by now I’m obviously not, but Jacob still is. I told him I wanted him to wait until we were married to make it special, but eventually he got impatient. He’s pestered for sex in the past, but a few days ago he got more aggressive about it. I kept refusing, he kept asking, and then he got violent. It was sporadic and out of character for him, but even for the weak loser he is you’ve seen the results on my body. How does that make you feel, Milton?”

The nerdy lover slowed, but kept inserting himself inside her pussy, paying attention to every word. “It makes me mad, madder than I’ve ever been.”

A shiver crawled up Julia’s spine. She continued. “When I saw you come through our door, Milton, I knew I had to have you. Something about getting smacked around awoke something in me, made me realize I shouldn’t have to settle for what I want anymore. Jacob can wait, but like I said, I’m interested in you. Remember?”

“Yeah, I remember.”

Julia leaned forward and kissed Milton fully and wholeheartedly. Milton was taken aback but soon responded in kind, pressing his lips against hers earnestly and hungrily. His crotch was now bottomed out against her, the two of them now completely.

When they separated, a trail of saliva stretched and drooped between their mouths, eventually breaking onto her bare chest.

Julia was the first to speak.

“Show me how you’d claim my body, if Jacob came walking through that door right now.”

She felt his cock get bigger, stretching taut the smaller condom that would normally fit Jacob fine. Determined and motivated, the pale nerd attacked her with all the energy his limited experience allowed him, plunging his girth into her flesh while gripping her body tight.

It was better, but it still wasn’t amazing. There was still something missing to the appeal of it all. She knew of course what that was. It was what made all of her sex better nowadays.

“Talk about beating up Jacob again.”

He glanced at her for a second, but shook his head and chuckled.  “Fuck, seeing him suffer really turns you on, doesn’t it?”

She giggled and bit her lip. “You have no idea.”

Milton didn’t ask further, mostly focusing on keeping a steady rhythm going with his thrusting. He seemed keen on making her happy though, and continued to indulge her fantasy as he pounded her.

“I guess I need to practice my right hook then, don’t I?”

“Mhm. I wouldn’t mind seeing some blood when you hit him, either.”

“Sure. Want me to give him a concussion right now? He might even be asleep at this point, so he won’t ever see it coming.”

Julia smiled inwardly, imagining the confusion on Jacob’s face in such a scenario. Getting thrashed on in the middle of the night in his own place. Completely confused and helpless, calling out her name in panicked yelps. A tingling ecstasy begun to spread through her body like an electric charge.

“Mmm, better not. I don’t want his loser blood staining the carpet.”

Milton laughed. “All right, so we’ll take him outside to the backyard. Maybe I’ll smash his head against the barbeque there.”

“Fuck, yes. Would you make him lick the grill clean, too?”

“Uh huh, definitely.”

“And maybe shove his mouth full of ashes when he’s done?”

“Ugh, of course.”

“Would you kill him?

The words came out of her mouth without thinking, and it surprised both herself and her impassioned lover above her.

Milton’s face went from a confident grin to something less assured. His train of thought seemed to falter as he registered the lethal words in his horny mind, as his cock was half-deep in his friend’s girlfriend, no less. 

“What?”

“Just pretend,” she quickly added, feeling herself so close to an orgasm. Her own words had somewhat scared her as well, but she was too horny to stop at this point. Besides, she knew these words were all heat-in-the-moment passion talk. She knew that once they calmed down, she would love Jacob again.

She just needed to convince Milton to play along.

“Just think, he’ll beat me again if you don’t do something.” She said, rubbing his chest. “Please … tell me how you’d save me from him … how you might finish him off.”
Bringing his attention back to the abuse was the right move. She could see the anger flooding into Milton’s face again, and slowly he started to thrust into her again with renewed vigor.

“Maybe… I’d run him down with a car.”

Julia’s pussy tightened at the thought. “Ooh, not bad. Am I riding in the passenger’s seat?”

He smiled a little and nodded, getting into it. “Yeah. Forget pounding him with fists, I’ll crush his ribcage with horsepower. And… and you’re giving me a blowjob when I hit him.”

“Mmm, so your cock would bump against the back of my throat, cumming as his head goes under the wheels?”

“Yeah, basically.”

She could picture it in her mind. She was so close. “Fuck, Milton, don’t stop.”

“Let’s see. We’d pull over and make sure he’s dead. If… if he’s not, we get back in reverse to try again.”

“Mmm, yeah. Better make sure.”

“And then, I’d fuck you on the hood of the car.”

“Oh fuck, right where his body collided?”

“That’s right.”

“Oh shit, I’m cumming Milton. Tell me we flip him off.”

“Shit, fuck yeah. Two birds, one body.”

“Oh my God, yes!”

In a climactic euphoria of bliss and light, Julia’s mind crashed into her with a wash of amazing pleasure. She moaned with ecstasy and bucked against Milton’s own jerking movements, desperate to milk the cock pistoning inside her. To that end her legs gripped around his torso like a vice, her body shaking in a violent orgasm that rocked the bed so hard it nervously creaked beneath them.

With an erupting groan of his own, Milton’s condom expanded with cum and pressed against the walls of Julia’s ravenous pussy. The jets of the nerd’s baby batter threatened to break the latex, but eventually subsided as he exhausted his modest reserves, slowed down, and finally stopped.

Emptied of energy, Milton collapsed to the side of his supposed concubine, resting his arm on her sweat-covered abdomen.

The two of them panted together for several minutes, saying nothing. Somewhere in the distance Jacob could be heard yelling into a headset.

This time it was Milton who spoke first. “Holy shit, that was crazy, Julia.”

She turned her head lazily to him, a devious smile spreading from her lips.

“I hope that’s not all you’ve got, string bean,” she said, bringing one of his hands up to her neck and pressing it there. “We have all night, and I’ve got some boyfriend trauma to work through.”

~~~

It wasn’t until much later that night when Julia laid awake beside a sleeping Milton, tired but mostly satiated from his attempts to dominate her. Cooling off from the wild ride that transpired, she remained lucid enough to play back the night’s events in her head, mainly the earlier episode of, well, what she was now considering her brief lapse of sanity.

She knew she’d gone too far with Milton tonight. Really, the thoughts of hurting Jacob was one thing… but killing him?

What the hell is wrong with me, she thought, absentmindedly playing with herself again. Already the need to humiliate Jacob was worming up in her mind, and she knew it wouldn’t be long before she’d want to take their fooling around to the next level. Really, just how far would things go with their new way of life? Would it ever end?

The fantasy of Milton beating up Jacob came back to her. She could never (and would never!) get Milton to kill him, but she could actually convince the eager nerd to hurt him, especially with the narrative of being an abused wife she fed him. That gave her an idea that made her thighs squirm, and it was at this point when she heard the bathroom close by flush, meaning her fiancé was also awake right now.

Removing her fingers from her snatch, she folded the covers away from her legs and carefully crept out of bed. It was as good a time as any to visit her cuck on the couch.




