A Simple Life: Chapter 71 (Patreon)

When our kiss parts we are still seized by the giggles but Winona settles us down again.

“Shhh.”  She taps my lips with the tip of her finger.  “You said you’d be quiet baby girl.”

“Yes Daddy.”  I beam up at her.

“Good girl.”  She gives my lips a peck and a nibble.

Pinning my arms to the sides of my body Winona rolls onto me and straddles me to sit on me, my hands becoming sandwiched between my sides and her calves.  Her weight feels so comforting on top of me.  The warm, soft skin of her scrotum covering my entire package like a cozy blanket.  And I loved how her dick, not hard but still swollen and heavy, laid across my tummy.  She sits up tall gazing down on me with a gentle radiance.  I look back up at her sexy, powerful body with unabashed awe.  Each of us fall silent to drink the other in and savor the good feelings of our recent orgasms.  Her hands softly stroke up and down my slender torso, not so much in an erotic way but just to feel my smooth skin against hers.  It was…lovely.

“Tired?”  She asks.

I shake my head no.

“Wanna eat my pussy?”

I nod my head a very enthusiastic yes.

“Thought you might.” She winks.  “If you’re as good at eatin pussy as suckin dick I’m in for a real treat.”  I beam proudly at the praise.  “I can’t believe I came first.”  She says.  “I think Daddy needs to work on her stamina.”  She boops my nose.  “Or work on yours.”

I giggle.

“Daddy’s should last longer than their baby girls.”

“S-Says who?”

“Says me.”  She caresses my cheek.  “Maybe I should lock you up for a week before we try again.”

“Ooo!”  I smile.  “If you want.  I l-liked wearing it.”

“I’ll think about it.”  She chuckles.  “Sounds more like reward than punishment though.”

“You c-could always…punish me another way.”

“Oh?”

“You c-could…spank me.”  I could feel my cheeks warming with a bashful blush.  “You w-warned you might spank my…l-lily white ass.  He he he.”

Her fingers paint back and forth from one cheek, around my chin, to the other one, then back again.  “You’d like that?”

“Yes Daddy.”  I whisper.  “I-I think so.”

“Um…”  Her brows furrow, just a little, as her fingers pet tenderly up toward the bruise which I had forgotten all about.  I wish she had too.  “I’m…I’m not sure I can do that for you Sprout.”

With a pout and a sigh I say.  “I wish people would q-quit fussing over my eye.  It’s just a black eye.  It’s n-n-nothing.”

“It’s not nothing Avery.”  She says.  “It’s a very big something.”

“Let’s j-just forget about it.”

“That ain’t happenin Sprout.”  Her hand glides up and begins to pet my hair, softly and lovingly.  “Nobody gets to touch you like that.  Not ever again.  Okay?”

“I kn-know that.”

“Nobody has the right to hit you.  Not ever.  Not me, not your family, nobody.”

“It won’t h-happen again.  I p-promise.”

“I know it won’t.  I’m going to talk to your brother and…”

“No!”

“…and put this to bed.”

“No.”  I shake my head.  “You c-can’t.”

“Ya gotta let me do this Sprout.  Sometimes Daddy’s gotta do these things, okay?”

“No.”  I say, scared to my core about what Jack might do to her.  “I-I’ll deal with it m-myself.”

“Baby.”  She smiles, her hand coming back down to cup over my eye as if to protect it from the blows of the past.  “I think you’ve been dealing with it yourself for long enough.  Don’t you?”

“No.  I-I-I d-don’t want you to.”  I try to think of the right thing to say.  I simply had to protect her, whatever the cost.  “Wh-what did Kayla mean…again?”

“Mmm?”

“She said you’d get in t-trouble again.”

“Oh.  That.”  She sighs.  “I got into a fight with a guy who was hitting on her.  It was just a dust up but she made such a big thing out of it.  She was so angry at me!  She didn’t even care about what the guy did, she acted like it was my fault.  I was just tryin to stand up for her.  That was the beginning of the end for us.”

“I would…I would b-be angry too.”

Her calm expression goes serious.  “What?”

“I would b-be v-very angry.”  I say.  “I d-d-don’t w-want you t-to…”

She pulls her hand away and sits up.  “What is with you people?  Don’t you stand up for each other on this island?”  She snorts and shakes her head.  “Where I come from if someone disrespects your baby girl you put’em down.  You let’em know.  Someone steps up on your boy, you step up to meet them.  Someone hurts yours, you hurt theirs.”  She pats my chest.  “You’re my man Sprout.  Someone messes with you, they’re messin with me.”

“No.”

“No?”

“N-Not with m-my family.  That’s m-my business, not yours.”

“How can you say that?”

“B-Because it’s true.  J-Jack is my b-brother and he…l-l-loves me.”

“He’s got a funny way of showing it.”

“You d-don’t understand.  Y-You weren’t there.  You d-don’t know anything.”

“I know enough.”

“No you don’t.”  I say.  “And K-Kayla’s right.  Y-You’re not a full resident yet.”

“What the hell does that matter?”

“If you get in trouble, big trouble, they’ll kick you off the island.”  I say.  “Th-They won’t ever let you back neither.  It’s d-different here.”  I swallow, take a breath, then put my foot down.  “Y-You have to p-promise you w-won’t talk to or do anything w-with my brother.”

She stares down at me, lost in confusion.  I might as well be speaking another language.  “I can’t make that promise Avery.”  She says.  “It goes against…everything I was raised to believe.  Everything that I am.”  From my chest to hers she lays her right hand across her dreamcatcher tattoo.  “I’m a warrior Avery.  It’s who I am.”

I am lost.  I could see how important this was to her, yet I couldn’t let her confront my brother.  I loved her!  I had to protect her.  “You have to p-promise.  I-If…you want me…you have to promise and l-let me deal with my f-family myself.”

“Sprout?”  I could see it all play out on her beautiful face.  She was angry, offended, and just as lost as I was.  “I don’t do ultimatums Avery.”

“I-I…don’t know how else to s-say it.”  I plead.  “Just…promise.  Please?”

She tilts her head, narrows her eyes, then all at once pushes up off of me.  “I…I gotta go.”  She starts searching for her clothes.

“Y-You don’t have to…”

“I need to cool off.  I’m gonna go before I say something stupid that I can’t take back, okay?”  She says, her tone clipped and wavering with emotion.  “I had a really good time tonight Avery.”

“M-Me too.”  I sit up, feeling absolutely wretched as I watch her dress.  “I d-didn’t mean to upset y-you.”

“It’s not cause of you, it’s me.”  She says, panties already on and wriggling into her jeans.  “Where’s my bra?”

“L-Living room.”

“Right.”  She heads toward the door.  “See ya later Sprout.”

“Wait!”  I reach for her.  “Wait.  D-Don’t…go.”

At the door she pauses and looks back to me.  In two big strides she returns to me.  Grabbing my head in one hand she leans down over me and kisses me hard, then looks deep into my eyes.  “I do love you Avery.”

“I love you too.”

She holds me with a long, soulful gaze then kisses me again.  “Hold onto that.”

And with that…she’s gone.  I sit alone on my bed listening as Winona finds her bra and shirt then collects up her gaming bag.  I’d messed up.  I’d messed up bad.  But I didn’t know how else I could have done it.  This STUPID black eye!  How could a split second slap still be causing all this fuss all this time later?  As I look around my room, the space now feeling so empty and lonely, one thing was certain.  I really did have to deal with Jack, once and for all, before Winona did.

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