Chapter 4: Resolution
"Scott went to clear his head because I tried to jerk him off." I heard you scream and I cam to see if you were OK. "I saw, well, pretty much everything." Maryann said, her eyes lock hungrily of the tremendous, wet, hard cock that had just erupted inside her best friend. "You are so lucky. I was hoping Scott was going to do that to me but don't think he wants me.
I've never seen a cock like that before. It's huge!" Maryann said, her eyes still fixed on Josh's now fully erect cock, glistening with their combined juices.
Heather, now dressed in her shorts, blushed at Maryann's words. "Maryann, please! You shouldn't be talking like that."
Maryann tore her gaze away from Josh's cock and looked at Heather, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Why not? You were just screaming his name while he fucked you senseless. And I must say, I'm a little jealous.
I mean, look at that thing," Maryann said, licking her lips as she ogled Josh's cock. "I've never seen anything like it. Scott's is nowhere near that size."
Josh, still naked and sporting a raging hard-on, shifted uncomfortably under Maryann's hungry gaze. "Maryann, please," he said, his voice hoarse. "This isn't appropriate. We've done something wrong, and we're trying to make things right."
Maryann waved a dismissive hand, her eyes never leaving Josh's cock. "Oh, come on, Josh.
Don't be such a prude," Maryann teased, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "I'm just admiring the view. I mean, you've got a goddamn masterpiece down there. It's only fair that someone appreciates it."
Heather, now fully dressed, looked at Maryann, horrified. "Maryann, stop it! This isn't funny. We've done something terrible, and you're making it worse."
Maryann just laughed, her eyes still locked onto Josh's cock. "Terrible? Honey, this is the best thing that's ever happened to you.
You've been given a gift, and you're over here acting like it's a curse. You should be thanking for cutting that gap in the partition so the boy could peek at us, not giving me that judgmental look. I knew that game of truth or dare would drive you two over the edge. You owe me."
Maryann said, her eyes still locked onto Josh's cock. "I saw all of it, and I didn't say a word to anyone. You should be thanking me for keeping your secret safe."
Josh's eyes narrowed, his voice cold. "We don't owe you anything, Maryann. And this isn't a fucking transaction. We made a mistake, and we're trying to fix it. You're not helping."
Maryann's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't back down. "Oh, I see how it is. You two think you can have your fun and poor Maryann can just rub one out in her sleeping bag. Damn it Heather I'm a virgin at 25 and Scott won't touch me. Please let me borrow Josh." Maryann crawled through the half open tent door and drew closer to Josh. He scooted on his back away from her, but in a flash her hand found him. "my god, I can't even get my hand around it!" Maryann declared, her voice filled with a heady mixture of amazement and desire. She wrapped four fingers around Josh's head-sized appendage, her fingertips barely touching. "it's like a damned meat-hammer!" she exclaimed, ducking her head to take him into her hungry mouth.
Josh let out a low groan as her warm, wet tongue curled around his cock, wrenching his back off the uneven ground they'd chosen as a bed.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!!!", Heather shoved Maryann back pulling Josh's cock from her mouth with a wet pop.
"What the hell, Maryann!" Heather exclaimed, outrage clear in her voice.
Maryann blinked up at her in surprise. "What? I thought you'd want me to help him finish," she said, confusion lacing her words.
Heather shook her head, pulling Josh behind her into a corner of the tent. "No, Maryann. That's not how this works. We can't just pass Josh around because you can't get Scott to touch you."
Maryann pushed Heather back making her fall into Josh's lap. Josh caught her from falling but his cock had slid up the leg of her shorts. I'm pressed against her slit and the thought of his battering ram at he gate paralyzed her. His cock ached to enter her again but de was determined not to let that happen.
Maryann saw what had almost happened and said with a smirk, "fine if you won't share at least let me watch." She pushed Heather down onto josh enjoying the shocked sounds of pleasure they made.
Heather look over her shoulder at Josh, he was lost in the feeling of her around him.
His eyes were hooded, his jaw clenched as he struggled to maintain control. She could feel the heat radiating off of him, his desperation building.
"Come on, sweetie," Maryann cooed, her eyes carrying a hunger that made Heather's stomach flip. "Let me help you out."
Heather's body tensed, her hands clenching the fabric of her shorts as she fought to stay composed. She didn't want to do this, not like this. This wasn't right.
This wasn't how she wanted it to be. Josh was everything she wanted in a partner and more but she had always thought her first time would be special not just two stupid kids fucking in a tent like animals with no higher reasoning. the second time just a consequence of not knowing that they couldn't stop if he was hard and inside her, and now... he was inside her and very, very hard.
She could feel herself losing control, her body begging for release, for the orgasm that was just out of reach. She could feel Josh's hardness pressed against her, his cock pulsing as it begged to be set free.
"No!" Heather cried, her voice filled with resolve. "This isn't right, Maryann. I won't do this in front of you."
Maryann rolled her eyes, her hand reaching out to grab the portion of Josh that he had prevent from sliding into heather. "Come on, Heather. It's just a little fun. Don't be such a prude." Maryann cocked Josh's shaft like a shotgun ready to blast a baby into her friend.
Josh's eyes widened in panic, his hands balling into fists as he tried to resist the urge to thrust into heather while Maryann worked his shaft.
"Stop it, Maryann!" he growled, his voice laced with warning. "This isn't funny anymore. Let go of me."
Maryann's eyes flashed with anger, but she didn't let go. Instead, she tightened her grip, her hand pumping his cock with increasing speed. Don't be such a party pooper. I just want to help you out."
Maryann stopped stroking and Josh's hips lurched forward to maintain the sensation. Heather gasped as his cock thrust into her and her resolve shattered.
She couldn't fight it anymore, her body betraying her as it arched back against him, her ass pressing into his hips, urging him deeper. Josh groaned, his hands gripping her hips, his fingers digging into her flesh as he held her in place, his cock sliding in and out of her in long, steady strokes.
"Fuck, Heather," he panted, his voice ragged.
Heather whimpered, her body tensing as she felt her orgasm building again. Maryann leaned back and smiled. "See, you just needed a jump start." She slipped off her shorts revealing her bare pussy. she had skipped underwear for the night as she had full intended to get laid tonight one way or another.
She moved closer to Josh and Heather, her eyes locked onto Josh's cock disappearing into Heather's pussy. She could see the outline of his shaft as it slid in and out of her friend, the wet sound of their fucking filling the tent. She could smell the scent of their sex, the musky aroma of their arousal mingling together, and it made her pussy ache with need. She wanted to feel Josh's cock inside her, stretching her, filling her. She wanted to know what Heather was experiencing, what had made her friend moan and gasp and beg for more.
She wanted to feel that cock inside her, to know what it was like to be filled by something so large, so powerful. She knew it was wrong, knew that she should stop, but she couldn't. She was too far gone, too consumed by her own desire.
Maryann reached out, her fingers brushing against Heather's folds, feeling the wetness that coated them. Heather gasped, her body tensing as Maryann's fingers touched her where Josh's cock was buried deep inside her.
Maryann's touch sent a jolt of electric pleasure through her, her fingers rubbing against her clit, pressing against her, feeling the thickness of Josh's cock sliding in and out of her.
"Oh, fuck," Heather moaned, her head falling back, her hair cascading down her shoulders. She could feel her orgasm building again, her body tensing as Josh's cock moved inside her, his hips slapping against her ass, his fingers digging into her hips, guiding her movements.
Josh's eyes were locked onto Maryann's hand, watching as she pleasured Heather, her fingers moving in time with his thrusts.
"Heather! I'm gonna cum in you again!" Josh growled as his orgasm arrived and just before he could bury himself deep and flood her he felt Maryann's hard grip him tight and pull him out. He came hard blasting hot ropes of jizz first onto Maryann's face then onto her tits and the final spurt laid trails of semen across Maryann's virgin pussy.
She didn't flinch or squeal. Instead, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue catching a drip of Josh's cum and savoring the salty taste. She smeared the rest of the jizz across her face and tits like war paint. She was fucking crazy, Josh thought, as he watched her lick her fingers clean.
Heather, still panting from her own orgasm, looked at Maryann in disbelief. "What the fuck, Maryann?! That's... that's disgusting!"
Maryann just grinned, her eyes gleaming with mischief.
"You're welcome, sweetie," she said, her voice laced with satisfaction. "Now, how about you return the favor?"
Heather stared at her, horrified. No, Maryann. That's not... that's not right."
Maryann waved a dismissive hand, her eyes still locked onto Josh's now semi-hard cock. "Oh, come on, Heather. Don't be such a prude. I just helped you out, the least you can do is return the favor."
Josh, still struggling to catch his breath, looked at Maryann, his expression serious.
No, this has to stop. we went too far on our own and now you want to take it further?!? God gives us rules to protect us from this sort of thing. he wants us to be happy if we will be punished for what we have done so far what sorrow will come from going further?
"heather I want to have a baby. Scott won't give me one and if you won't give me one of Josh's willingly I'll take it up with him. god wants me to be a mother and I wont wait any longer."
Maryann said, her eyes locked onto Josh's cock, still glistening with their combined juices. "I want to feel that inside me, stretching me, filling me. I want to know what it's like to be filled by something so large, so powerful."
She moved closer to Josh, her eyes never leaving his cock. Heather, still sitting on Josh's lap, looked at Maryann in disbelief. "Maryann, no. You can't be serious. can you hear yourself? you've lost your mind! are you possessed?!? you're trying to fuck your best friends husband right in front of her!"
Maryann paused her advance on Josh's manhood just before she would have put it inside of her. "Your what? Did you just call him you're husband?"
Heather nodded and began to cry. We where going to get married when we got home. we where going to make this right until you pushed us. now I don't know if he'll want a whore like me.
Maryann took her eye off of her intended prize and looked josh in the eye for the first time since she entered the tent. Is that true. you were getting married until I tainted things?
"I still want to marry her, but I don't know if the bishope will let us after what we've done. Maybe civilly but not in the eyes of god." with this Josh wept openly.
"my god, I'm so sorry. what is wrong with me? how could I do this to you!?!" Maryann recoiled and scooted to the far side of the tent.
"i never meant for this to happen. i just wanted to... to help you, heather. i thought it would be fun, you know? a little game. i didn't mean to ruin everything." she looked at josh, tears streaming down her face. "I'm so sorry, josh. i never wanted to hurt you or heather."
heather, still straddling josh, looked at her friend with a mix of anger and pity. "it's a little late for apologies, Maryann. you can't just..."
"I know I fucked everything up." Maryann's voice was barely above a whisper, her shoulders shaking with sobs. Josh, still sitting on the ground with Heather in his lap, looked at Maryann with a mix of anger and pity. He wanted to hate her, to blame her for what had happened, but he knew that it wasn't entirely her fault. They had all played a part in this mess.
Heather, still straddling Josh, reached out and took Maryann's hand. "It's okay, Maryann. We'll figure this out. we won't tell Scott. I'm sure he want's you, he just wants to do things right. I wish we all were so strong."
"I'm glad we've worked this out but I really need to put some clothes on before I get hard again. that seems to cause problems."
Josh replied, his voice still shaky from the intense orgasm Maryann had forced upon him. He helped Heather off his lap and reached for his clothes, quickly pulling them on. Heather did the same, her eyes never leaving Maryann, who was still sitting on the other side of the tent, her face stained with tears and Josh's cum.
Maryann looked up at them, her eyes filled with shame. "I'm so sorry, you guys. I really am. I don't know what came over me. I just...
I wanted to feel something, you know? Something real, something... passionate. I've never felt that way before, not with Scott, not with anyone. And then I saw you two, and I thought, 'Why can't that be me? Why can't I have that?' And then I saw the way Josh looked at you, Heather, and I thought, 'Maybe if I can help you two, maybe then he'll look at me like that.' I didn't mean for any of this to happen. I just wanted to feel alive."
Heather sighed, her anger dissipating as she looked at her friend.
Maryann had always been the quiet one, the shy one, the one who preferred to blend into the background. But there was a fire inside her, a passion that she kept hidden beneath her meek exterior. Heather had seen glimpses of it before, but never like this.
"It's okay, Maryann," Heather said softly, her voice filled with understanding. "We all do stupid things when we're horny. I should have known better than to play truth or dare with you. You always were the wild card."
Maryann let out a small laugh, wiping the tears from her face.
"really it's a gift to Scott you know. If he marries you he will have the libido of 4 women in you to keep he satisfied. he is a lucky guy. heather here is only as horny as 3 girls!" josh said trying to lighten the mood.
Heather blushed. "you have only seen me when I'm trying to resist. get a ring on my finger and I'll show you what libido is." heather's voice carried a challenge the made Josh's shorts tent again.
He looked at her, his eyes darkening with desire. He couldn't help it, she was so fucking sexy when she was feisty. He wanted to bend her over and spank her ass until it was red and then fuck her senseless.
Maryann, noticing the sudden tension between them, cleared her throat. "Um, maybe I should go check on Scott. Make sure he's okay."
Heather turned to her, "don't you dare leave us alone. we will all go to find Scott. until we are properly married we can't trust ourselves alone. we've proven that much."
"Good,
besides, I don't want to face him alone after what I've done. I need to talk to him, explain myself. Maybe he'll understand, maybe he won't, but I can't just leave him out there, not after everything."
Josh nodded, standing up and pulling on his shirt. "You're right. We should find him, together. But first, let's clean up in here. It smells like a brothel in here."
Heather wrinkled her nose, looking around the tent. "Yeah, it does.
And we need to get rid of these too," Heather said, picking up the torn remnants of their clothes, the evidence of their actions. "We can't let anyone find these, not after what we've done."
Maryann nodded, grabbing a handful of tissues from her purse and starting to wipe the semen off her face and chest. "I can't believe I did that. I can't believe I let him... let you... I'm so ashamed."
"i should thank you really. I love Heather and want my future family to be with her, but I don't think I'm ready to get her pregnant. That ship may have sailed but at least there's a few million less swimmers in her."
"don't think for a second I'm OK with your cumming all over my best friend. That is not happening again." Heather said with finality.
"Now, let's go find Scott before he starts wondering where we are. And for the love of God, wash your face. You look like you've been playing in a pig pen."
Maryann laughed, grabbing a bottle of water from her bag and splashing some onto her face. "Better?"
Heather nodded, handing her a towel. "Much. Now, let's go."
They stepped out of the tent, the cool night air hitting them like a slap in the face. The campfire was still burning, casting long, dancing shadows across the campsite.
Scott was sitting on a log, his back to them, his shoulders hunched. He didn't turn around as they approached, but his voice was clear when he spoke. "You took your time."
Maryann's steps faltered, but Heather gave her a gentle push, urging her forward. "Scott, we need to talk," Maryann said, her voice barely above a whisper.
Scott turned to face them, his eyes flicking from Maryann to Heather to Josh, and back again. "About what?" he asked, his voice casual, but the tension in his shoulders was evident.
Maryann swallowed hard, feeling the guilt weighing heavy on her shoulders. "We need to talk about what happened tonight, Scott," she said, forcing herself to meet his gaze.
Scott raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing at the corners of his lips. "You mean the game of truth or dare?' he mused, his voice dripping with false innocence.
Maryann bristled at his tone, but kept her composure. "Yes, the game. But it's more than that, Scott.
Scott I don't how much you know about what happens after you left but if you want I'll tell you every detail," Maryann looked back to Josh and Heather, "at least my part in it. What happened between Josh and Heather in their business." Maryann said.
"Scott I'll skip the detail and get at the heart of the matter. I'm...a very horny girl. You know that. I want to good, you know I'm faithful in other areas but I need sex...SOON. I don't think I can restraint myself any longer. After you rejected me I tried to through myself at Josh... Scott I almost raped him."
Maryann's voice trembled as she uttered the words, her eyes focused on the ground, unable to meet Scott's gaze.
Scott's expression changed at those words, his eyes widening with shock. "What?" he croaked out, his voice barely above a whisper.
Josh stepped forward, placing a hand on Maryann's shoulder. "It's true, Scott. She came into our tent while Heather and I were... well, you know. And she forced herself on me, she didn't give me a choice in the matter, but Heather talked her down. she's still pure...well, inside at least." Josh trailed off.
Scott's eye flash with anger, "what you fuck does that mean." Scott growl as he stood clenching his fists.
Josh stepped in front of Maryann. "calm down, mistakes were made but I didn't penetrate her." Josh winced as he remembered the feeling of her mouth around him. "OK, orally but her hymen is intact as far as I know." Josh shook his head knowing he was making things worse.
Josh looked to Heather. "i need to be graphic to make this better Heather, I'm sorry. Scott, heather and I were having sex and Maryann wanted to join us. We told her no but she pulled me out of Heather just in time to catch a load in the face. Obviously theirs more but that's the core of it.
"Jesus, you are a thirsty whore." Scott spit his words a Maryann.
Maryann flinched, tears springing to her eyes. She knew she deserved his anger, but his words still stung.
"hey calm down, yeah shit happened and you'll have to figure out if you can move past it, but you will not talk to my friend like that! Josh's voice had a finality that drew a red line."
Scott measured his best friend but his feeling of betrayal overwhelmed him. "you bust a nut in the the face of the woman I was going to marry and you think I care what you say? Did you forget you already admitted she sucked your dick too? Maybe you can be happy with a slut but I have higher standards."
Josh swung in a flash. Knocking Scott back three steps. "Calm down. I'll defend Maryann but insult Heather and you take your life in you hands. I won't pull my punch again." Josh said through gritted teeth. Scott was much taller and stronger than Josh but he had known each other for decades. Josh had had a violent childhood. One he abandoned in high school to become a pacifist. Scott hadn't seen that look in his eye in years, and never directed at him.
He and Josh had an unwritten code of honor. For Josh to hit him like that told him that there was no question he was in the wrong. He rubbed his jaw. "damn, you call that pulling a punch?"
"You ARE still standing." Josh said flatly, " half strength no pressure points, no fallow through. I just wanted to wake you up. Are you back with us?"
Josh asked, his voice soft but firm.
Scott nodded, still rubbing his jaw. "Yeah, I'm back."
"Good," Josh said, his voice still stern. "Because we have some things to discuss. Starting with the fact that you just called Maryann a whore and that's not okay."
Scott looked down at the ground, shame seeping in as he realized what he had said. "You're right," he mumbled. "I'm sorry Maryann, I was hurt and I struck out. I know you have needs and I want to fill them, but only as your husband. If you'll still have me I'd like to make that happen as soon as possible. I'll treat you right. I'm ashamed of what I said. Same goes to you Heather. And if I don't just tell Josh and he can wake me up." Scott said sending his best friend a thankful look.
Maryann's face remained downcast as she tried to process the conversation. "No Scott was right. I am a whore. No daughter of god would do what I did."
Maryann's voice was low, barely a whisper, but it cut through the night air like a knife.
Heather frowned, taking a step towards her friend, "Maryann, you're not a whore. You're just a woman with needs like any other. We all make mistakes, and what happened tonight was a mistake. But it doesn't define you."
Josh quietly walked past Scott and whispered in a voice so low only he could hear, "you better make this right, for both your sake."
She's broken right now and if you don't step up and show her love and forgiveness she'll take a path you don't want to follow. maybe not immediately but she will. I love you both so don't fuck this up."
Scott looked at Josh, the pleading in his eyes unmistakable. He nodded, understanding the gravity of the situation. He loved Maryann, and he didn't want to lose her over a mistake. He needed to show her that he forgave her, and that he loved her despite her flaws.
He approached her slowly, his movements calm and gentle. He took her hand in his, her skin warm and soft to the touch. He squeezed it lightly, trying to convey all the emotions he couldn't put into words.
"Maryann, look at me," he said, his voice steady and firm. She hesitated for a moment before finally looking up at him. Her eyes were filled with tears, and her cheeks were stained with dirt and semen. But to him, she was still the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.
"Maryann we all have weaknesses. yours can be fixed by getting married and being in a situation were your passions can make one man very, VERY, happy. Mine... Maryann, I have a temper. I, I couldn't control myself and I hurt you. it may not seem as bad to you but my weakness can destroy more than my own soul. I can weaken the self worth of others.
Mary, I need you to keep me in check. you haven't seen my temper before because your love gives me strength. It slipped because I felt betrayed but if I had told you I was going to propose tomorrow at old faithful you wouldn't have felt so desperate. I should have put a ring on you already but I was a coward. I'm not nearly the man you deserve and I was afraid you would reject me. when things got heated tonight I thought if I left you wanting you would be sure to say yes tomorrow. it was stupid and manipulative and it backfired to a degree i hadn't considered. but I'll make this right.
I'll get down on one knee right now, in front of all these people, and ask for your hand in marriage. But first, I want to know if that's what you want."
Maryann looked up at Scott, her eyes wide and watery. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. After everything that had happened tonight, she never thought Scott would still want to marry her. But here he was, offering her the world on a silver platter. And all she had to do was say yes.
She looked into his eyes, searching for any sign of doubt or hesitation. "No Scott, I will not marry you."
Scott fell to his knee. Maryann words hit harder than Josh's punch and Scott couldn't breath.
"I will not act as if I hold all the power and have to lower myself to marry you Scott. you are my partner and my friend neither of us above the other. I will not lower my self and accept marriage, but If you want for us to raise each other up I would be very happy for US to get married." Maryann took Scott's hand and helped him up.
"And you thought I play with fire. Maryann is nuts. that line was good but I almost passed out!" Heather whispered to Josh. "You and her are both romantic and I can see you saying something like that but I swear if you scare me like you will sleep on the couch for a year!"
"My couch is pretty comfy and I do like making you squirm." Josh said with a smile. anyway, I think we should get some sleep. it's been a hell of a long night and I don't think I can handle any more highs and lows."
Scott nodded than looked at the tent. "I think I'll sleep by the fire tonight. you guys...you didn't get my sleeping bag dirty did you?"
Josh looked at heather, then back at Scott. "Um, I'll get some blankets, we can all sleep under the stars."
Scott stood with a shocked look an his face. "Oh I am burning that tent."
Heather laughed. "that's what I said."