Book XI: Chapter X3
And rewind to Blood.

Curtis Williams

|Monday Night - Post Addiction|
-James Plane-
-James / Cheryl / Pilot(x2) / Attendants(x2)-


I sat back with a sniffle or two, wiped my nose, and laughed heartily at Addiction. 'Another W had been added to my record, Spaz had shown great strides of improvement, and yet there was a rising conviction of loss, and defeat. As a whole Scarred was becoming a gigantic failure. There was something missing, something left to be said and done. Too much to be done in fact if we were at all serious about destroying Imperium. I knew for a fact that we all were.' I thought with a smile.


I leaned back and exhaled loudly, as I pulled a cigarette from it's white and green pack. I proceeded to light it, filling the fresh air conditioned room with the carcinogous fumes of toxicity. The new annoying flight attendant the emplyment agency had sent me was just as retarded as the last one.She kept asking me if I wanted peanuts, even when I had a T-Bone sitting in front of me that the dumb bitch hand delivered. Even when she delivered the steak she asked if I wanted peanuts.


'So, Jim was injured, and won't be coming back. Busted his leg at Determined too badly. Scarred was down to Spaz, Alexis, and myself. EG and Kaige had been decimated beyond recognition by Imperium. but that isn't a bother. Scarred was failing, but only for now. Not like it mattered anyway. As Angel put it We're jealous that we weren't invited to join OWF's True Elite group, otherwise known as Imperium. So we have no real reason to fight. But that in itself is the entire fucking problem. It's not that we're jealous. We disagree. Imperium isn't the best, and our goal is to prove it. We're not doing a very good job, at least. I'm not doing a very good job of doing anything other than humiliating them with backhand attack tatics. Oh who the fuck gives two shits or a fuck anyways.' I finish thinking aloud.


"I'm sorry" came the dumb broads reply.


"Not you bitch." I answer her, and go back to thinking.

'I need something... I need something colossal to blow the lid off of the OWF. I got it....'


"Hey bitch, come here." I call the dumb black haired attendant over.


"Yes, would you like a peanit?" She asked the damn question again.


"No... Actually... I've seen the way you look and stare at me. I can see it in your eyes that you want me. Every woman wants me, they just don't like to admit it sometimes. I'm everything a woman needs. Strong, attractive, wealthy, employed, and most importantly... Single." I say standing at her and turning on my pheromones to aid my natural charm and charisma.



Twenty minutes of schmoozing, two glasses of wine, and a cigarette later, I find myself banging the blonde back out of Cheryl's hair on the airplane's bathroom sink. Her hair was black, but when I got to the carpet, let's just say it didn't match the curtains. She smelled like oranges, her snatch was wet and juicy, it tasted wonderful, and was shaved nicely with a perfectly little triforce. That was almost as fucking awesome as Neil Patrick Harris to see. The woman had a triforce shaved into her pubes. I admit, I was amazed on that one. My tongue first circled her clit gently, and slow, before I moved me goatee just above her skin slowly down her inner thighs, gently tickling them with my breath, and my tongue as I moved down one thigh, back to her clitoris, and down the other thigh with tingly breath, and tongue. I paused only momentarily to encircle her tenderest area with my tongue once before moving down the thighs as I went about my business.


Her hands tusseled about my hair as she moaned slightly. After four or five passes I began to lightly rub her growing clit with my thumb and entered her with my middle finger, she wasn't too tight, and already slightly wet, as I continued to work my mouth around her things. I used my free hand to reach to her nipple, which I twisted and rolled between my thumb and forefinger. After another two or three passes I stopped to open her well juiced doors and proceed with my tongue. In and out it went, tasting the undescribable nectar within. Upon exit I would trace her lips back to her clitoris and deliver a few good licks before going back in and out, my thumb continuously massaging her clitoris while I did everything. I could smell her sex, as I ate her ever so nicely. She dug her nails into the back of my head, informing me I was doing everything the right way.


I took this as my cue and began to circle her clitoris with my tongue. I traced a cursive alphabet around it, as I moved my fingers inside of her and began to roughly massage her g-spot.


"OH GAWD!" she screamed and her juices exploded into my chin just as I finished a perfect 'Q'. I quickly lapped up whatever nectar I could, before she ripped my head up, and kissed me. Not the way two lovers kiss, but a deep, dark kiss of forbidden love. This woman had turned into an animal as she dropped to the floor and spun me clean around. I had only just gotten a taste of her tongue when she bit my lip just hard enough to draw blood, suck it dry and slam the back of my head into the mirror, spiderwebbing the glass.


She scraped her teeth down the side of my neck, and tore her nails down my back. I could feel the blood dripping slowly off of my back. Cara would make those hurt tomorrow, but I didn't care as she kissed and bit her way down my chest, undoing my zipper as she went. I had to admit, that not many women could give me a semi, before I was out of my pants, but she had done quite a number. The triforce patch definately helped, then again the feeling of her soft lips wrapping their moisture around my semi-hard cock wasn't too bad of a turn on either. Her hand played and twisted around my scrotum, as she sucked full strokes, up and down the length of my shaft. "Uh." Was all I could manage to moan as I felt my asshole damn near pucker. I could swear the bitch could take a golf ball through a garden hose. I took a second to completely remove my pants here, kicking them off of my ankles.


Not being one to bust a nut without asking, I just skipped that step all together, and ripped the poor girl to her feet, and oof of my cock. I slammed her into the wall of the bathroom, and threw anr arm beneath her left knee, and my other arm beneath her other knee. I began rubbing her clit with my thumb as I slid my dick between the lips of her soaking pussy. She was damn near begging for my dick, but I continued to tease as I dug what little nails I had into her side, and bit down gently on her nipples, twistinig backwards with my teeth as I sucked her hard nipples. Damn it, when did the bathroom get so cold.


"Are you gonna fuck me, or rub me?" She asked.


"Workin on that one, it's a little cold in here, all right?" I answer as I continue to try and get the blood flowing back into my main vein.


"Yea, right, a poor exscuse for a guy who just can't get it up." she says with a yawn that turns into a high pitched yelp as I dig my eye teeth hard into her neck drawing deep blood before turning and slamming the poor girl through the door and taking her to the attendants break room and sprawl her face down over the table. The other four to five women have no gathered around and are watching. "No point in watching ladies, Poor Champ here, comes UP... a chump."


"Yea we'll see about that." I mutter as I reach over and adjust the thermostat, and feel warmth moving back into my body. I shoot a glance over my shoulder to the other attendants who just look away, trying to act innocent. I knew they cranked the AC on me, worse than a cold shower. And right in the Middle of~


"AHH!" She moaned loudly as I entered her with my full length at last and began a steady rhythm. I threw both of my hands in the air and steadily increased my pace, shortly before slowing it back a notch, and then thrusting fully into her again. She was all kinds of ready for it too, matching her strokes to mine, with that wet squishy noise, and the thwap thwap of my balls on her ass. God I loved Sex! "Oh Oh Oh OoooH" she moaned again as I slowed up a bit, and felt her shudder her second orgasm. This was the next little cue, as I reached my hands around and used one to fondle her nipples, rubbing one between all of my fingers, massaging gently. My other hand finding her clitoris again. The other woman began to cheer for me when my arms went up, "Oh god I'm cumming again," and they clapped as she moaned that. I think one may have walked off muttering something about faking, but I didn't care. My dick was wet, and I'd eventually get off... that's always what counts.


I pulled back on her hair as I railed into her waiting lips, and then pulled out and stopped. I rested the head of my cock directly at the entrance to her vagina, and leaned down to kiss, lick, and bite the sides of her ear, stopping at the bottom to gently tongue her earlobe. She moaned a bit more, as I hoisted her back up and we moved back to the bathroom, sliding my cock up to the front of her stomach and resting it there as I carried her back into the bathroom set her on the counter, and picked up the door real quick. I turned back to finid her playing with herself, so I did the same, wrapping a hand around my raging hard on. She enticed me towards her with one finger, as she bit her lip. I just wanted to rip the cute little stud out of her nose, as I went about finishing myself up.


I hammered into her for another three of her orgasms, thirty minutes, and managed to pull out before I came. She slid to her knees instinctively, I think, taking my cock instantly into her mouth, and sucking my juices dry. Somehow I got the feeling that was what she wanted all afternoon. I figured she was happy, so as soon as I finished I picked her up, set her back on my still hard cock, and fucked her to one last explosive orgasm as I kissed her so deeply, taking with the kiss the majority of her natural chi.


"Now..... Quit askin me about nuts bitch." I say as I leave her crumpled in a breathless pile on the floor. She's alive, but completely out of breath, and will never have better sex, so long as we both shall live. I just amused myself with that thought and a chuckle as I closed the door of the airplane bathroom. To my left the other attendants began clapping. I just smiled and moved back to my seat, and the phone rang.


*Mass Murder Makes Me happy, Dead Bodies make me happy, Say what you will of me, I'll always have Juggalo Family....*


Obviously I answer it, "Hola burrito!" I say with confidence.


"Curtis Williams, the X-factor... He beat my ass, and you're taking my revenge." Kaige said sounding pissed.


"Whoa, easy fella... One syllable at a time.... What's up?"


"You're matched against the guy who beat my ass out there tonight...Fucker jumped me... Kick his ass good for me, that way I only got whatever's left of him." he says to me as I light a fat joint.


"No problem... I'll leave ya a decent scrap. You want him disfigured, or Fubar?" I ask arrogantly.


"Fubar...BAD... No... you disfigure him... I'm gonna deliver the Fubar myself." Kaige says and I now know he's completely mental. This guy has Kaige farther than I did. If he thinks fucking with me was a bad idea, I was gonna love when Kaige got back in a little while. We said our later's and hung up, leaving me to a nap and a joint. As I drift to sleep I realize that Joe Walsh had it right, Life's been good to me so far.




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