Wolf cub mentored by a dark wolf - It is a miracle I stayed human... - Page 3

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WARNING: As a mental illness patient myself, I have to say: This narrative may have themes of psychological illness, traumatic memories, themes of bullying, loneliness, heartbreak, substance-abuse. If you have any mental health conditions, or PTSD, or Complex-PTSD, or any cluster A, B or C personality disorder this narrative may have triggers, you can choose to ignore and not follow the future posts.

Chapter 6
United and Re-united

It has been more than a week now since my distant cousin sister Anne is living with me. I am fanatic about my privacy, and being alone is something that keeps me sane. But since Anne came along, I have found myself to be more productive in my serious projects, and having lesser time to drown in self-pity. The reason she came maybe dark, but I think this will help both of us in the end, I am feeling glad she came.

I've heard that when some people look at their loved ones, girlfriend, wife, they fantasize about a celebrity they like. In my case I do the reverse, whenever I see the actress Jessica Alba, I visualize Sarah and her soft olive skin, no she wasn't as pretty but I think she was in her own way.

And although Anne is much shorter, the only actress that reminds me of her is Scarlett Johansson and for some reason it still works even after Anne cut her hair short. Her ample bosom, her milky white complexion, and her lush hair made her gorgeous. Sarah wasn't curvy, yet she wasn't a skinny school girl when I dated her. But Anne was always curvy, and her curse was that she gained weight easily due to stress-eating when she was stressed, anxious or depressed. As I looked at her slumped on my couch, I could see her white V neck shirt drenched in her sweat, showing a tiny glimpse at her milky white cleavage. Even close to age 30 she showed no stretch marks or pigmentation, her skin was still glowing and gorgeous. She usually wore full length skirts and pants, and this kept her body mostly untouched by the sun, she remained soft and silky for as long as I've touched her. But I haven't touched her in years and wonder how her skin feels now.

I was surprised that she wore full sleeved shirts, although she was always covered top to bottom she never used to wear full sleeved t-shirts or shirts, or she would always roll up the sleeves. Anne was spinning the key ring with her left index finger, and as she did that her sleeve slipped a little and I could clearly make out bright red lines going across her left wrist. That told me everything I needed to know about Anne's current condition and mental status. She doesn't even have to tell me why she came, if she didn't come the voices in her head would drive her insane, or worse yet drive her to her death.

I was getting hungry and needed Anne to get ready to eat, so I pulled Anne by her hands to stand her up and looked into her eyes and pulled her in am embrace. She smelled sweaty and her body was much warmer than mine. After a tight hug, I looked into her eyes, and adjusted her unruly bangs as she gazed at me. "You came to the right place, you are safe here" I said. She looked at me with a modest smile and blurted back "Thanks, also please remember I kick when I sleep". Anne was well known in the family for kicking when she was asleep, she used to kick anyone who was in bed with her. Later her husband would also joke about how he was kicked in his own bed a few times. This was most likely her anxiety and fears causing her to kick in her sleep, if only the adults knew that time, perhaps they could help treat her much earlier in her life.

Anne knew a lot about me, but she didn't know anything about the Dark Wolf or the impact of his teachings on my life, she knows that I don't want a relationship but also knows that I sleep around in open relationships, at least when she knew me; and she doesn't know about the fourteen other women - mostly escorts and sugar-babies that came and went from my life in the past two years she wasn't around. I know she would be disgusted, but I also know she won't judge or criticize me for it, she might lecture me about health issues and infections I might be risking.

With my arms around her waist, I could feel her fleshy body so warm. "I am going to order pizza, do you want wine with that?" I asked, since she loved wine and I had some in the kitchen. She nodded her head, "I want a peace pipe" she said. "I don't have that" I replied with a sad face. Anne pulled a pouch out of her bag, "I've got plenty" she said showing it to me. "What about making it a peace-pipe ceremony?" I asked cheekily. "Wow, we'll see", she replied as she put it back in her bag, and I released her from my arms and she strolled her suitcase and her bag away into the bedroom to freshen up.

I quickly fired up my computer and ordered a pizza from the company's website, normal people would probably call their phone, but I avoided human contact as much as I could. Moreover I received points on their website and I could redeem them for free pizzas. I already have an account on their pizza store so all it took was a few clicks and I was done. As I closed my browser I saw my unfinished journal about Sarah with a cursor blinking at the beginning of an empty line.

Sarah was the only girl I really loved. Before Sarah I had a crush on Arvi but I got over it when I met Sarah, but after Sarah I haven't really 'loved' any woman. All subsequent relationships or sexual interactions were under numbed emotions and non-personal, only on two occasions I let them become personal and I had to suffer an emotionally tormenting break up on both occasions. But, Anne is personal, very personal, more than Sarah.

My relationship with Sarah was at an all-time high after she sucked me off unexpectedly on our last day of school. I know Sarah never does anything unplanned, so I am almost certain she scouted the school premises in the days before exams and planned the whole thing out in advance. She was my nerdy, shy, but sporty classmate who was my first and only real girlfriend. It was the first time someone had touched me there, someone had sucked me, someone saw me cum, and the first time I had touched her inside her panties, just for a second.

After school ended, me and Sarah kept in touch via the home phone, and I would bike down to her place on occasion. Her dad and elder brother were very protective of her, and me coming from a dysfunctional family with my own traumatic ptsd, I would hide and avoid going to her place when her dad, or brother would be around. Her mom was supportive of our relationship, she even gave us privacy, and saw me as a 'good boy', if only she knew what lurked behind my mask. But her daughter was safe with me, I would never hurt her, or anyone, it was against Dark Wolf's code, unless I was acting in self-defense or for someone else's defense.

It was a Friday evening when Sarah called and told me that her folks are going away to her grandparent's place and that she is staying behind to prep for a standardized admissions test for a program she was interested in joining. She invited me to come over for a sleep over, and said nobody was home and that her next door neighbor who was also her uncle is the only family she has around. We were 16, and I have never had a sleep-over in my life, yet I knew exactly what 'sleep over' meant in this situation. We were both ready, and Sarah must have planned this all long. She reminded me to bring my toothbrush and PJs, heck I stuffed some into my backpack along with a condom I got for free at school, and left a note for my mother that I am sleeping over at Sarah's and left her home phone number on the note and biked away in excitement into the setting sun.

I was sweaty and breathless as I arrived, I chained up my bike against her front fence and walked toward her door and before I could knock, it opened and there she was with a smile on her face. Her living room was dimly lit and I remember her 32 inch CRT color television was ON and was probably hooked up to cable as I could see Discovery Channel playing an episode about Wildebeest migration, I remember it vividly because I too loved that show about African wildlife. She was glowing in that dimly lit room, she was wearing a gray loose sleeveless t-shirt with black loose shorts, her hair held in a ponytail.

I sat down on her large sofa while she went and came back with a glass of orange juice, I gulped it down gratefully. I continued watching the TV show and she curled up beside me with her head on my left shoulder. "So movie or video games?" I asked, regarding her suggestion for the night. She looked at me from a distance and started counting on her fingers and showing me her finger each time, "Dinner" she began and continued with "Movie", "Cuddle", "Sleep", four fingers pointing up from her beautiful hand. Now if people wonder how a coward like me before learning much from the Dark Wolf could lose his virginity to a girl like Sarah, it's because I didn't have to initiate, or my cowardice would stop me from even approaching a girl, let alone taking her to bed. Today it feels like sheer luck that I met the Dark Wolf at the right time, approached Sarah at the right time, or else I would not be sitting on her sofa and looking forward to a pleasurable night.

She went into the kitchen to bring dinner out, I never cared to ask what's for dinner, I really did not care and I kept my talking to a minimum generally. After a few minutes I walked up to the kitchen hoping to help her out, she had served up Mac & Cheese and fried chicken onto two dishes, and was serving salad. I carried the two plates to the dining table and came back for the bottle of water and glasses for water.

We quickly began eating and she looked into the TV Guide and said "the movie must have started", and began changing the channel. It was Jurassic Park, a favorite movie for the both of us. We finished eating and settled back down on the sofa. Sarah curled up beside me to my left with her face next to mine and her chin on my shoulder as we gazed at the TV screen. I could smell her natural scent and feel her warmth with my hand around her waist rubbing her back gently as we watched. Around 3/4th point through the movie, she stood up and announced that she is going to shower and I can continue watching till the end. It was a movie we'd both seen plenty of times, so I didn't mind if she didn't want to continue watching till the end.

"Women don't want to submit, they want to be acquired", I remembered Dark Wolf's words, I needed some encouragement because my phobias, and low self-esteem are always waiting to sabotage my life. Coincidentally Sarah is naturally submissive, that made it possible for me to be able to have a loving genuine relationship, any other girl would probably have rejected me seeing that I was too coward to even initiate a kiss.

After a few minutes Sarah came out wearing a cotton and lace long gown, flowing from her shoulders to her feet. It was white, sleeveless with thin straps over the shoulder, with black small polka dots arranged symmetrically. This was a transformation from her look just a few minutes ago, she looked and smelled enchanting, her hair looked damp. She was carrying a large towel in her hand, she handed it to me and said "Go quick". I took the towel and had a quick shower and came out to the living room in my towel looking for my bag which contains my PJs for the night. I didn't find the bag nor Sarah in the living room and the TV was shut, I went looking for her in her bedroom and there she was watching on her bedroom TV laying in bed. It was dark and the only bright light was the flickering of the small TV screen. As I looked at her I realized what lay under those sheets, I wasn't looking for my PJs anymore, I wanted her.

I slipped into her twin bed wearing just my towel and she quickly protested that the towel is damp and I shouldn't bring it into bed. She was right, I used the same towel to dry my body after the shower. In a quick moment I pulled the towel out and slung it off to land on the chair beside her twin bed. I used to have those short bursts of confidence which helped me 'acquire' women, but those got lesser and lesser and my substance abuse became a way to get back those bursts of confidence.

She cheekily rolled up on me under the sheets covering my body with her soft gown, her boobs rested just below my chest and her face held up above my chest, she squiggled to make herself comfortable and this helped free my hard dick which has began to move under her and the squiggling brought it to a happy position where it could throb, craving for attention. She definitely felt it under her, no question about it. I was already at the point of no return, I pulled her face close to mine and kissed her lips softly. She purred like a kitten and kissed me back, coming more closer and settling her body on mine.

I pulled her gown up inch by inch until her ass cheeks were uncovered under the sheets. As her gown came up, she took the opportunity and bend her knees, sitting on me in a riding position atop my lower abdomen with my hard dick throbbing by her ass crack and brushing her ass at times. She held my abdomen between her legs and kissed me harder, as she moved her hips I realized she wasn't wearing any panties, I could feel her wet skin rubbing against my abdomen, she was wet.

I hugged her tight and rolled her on her back and flung the sheets away, it was already a dark room with just the TV on, she was okay without the sheets. She helped me get rid of the gown, now we were even, she looked absolutely ravishing in the dim flicker of the TV, she couldn't make out my emotions and I couldn't make out her's and that was helpful to me. I later realized the real psychological meanings and purpose of blindfolds and darkness in sex, how it stems from a sense of weakness and vulnerability, how a small blindfold can add tremendously more pleasure to the art of sex.

I grabbed her both ankles spreading her open and bent down to kiss her thighs. I kissed and teased her until my kisses and my tongue slowly reached her warm and throbbing clit, wet with her own juices, her pussy was shining with her wetness and opening up like a flower petal when her thighs stretch wide open. I had seen nude pictures before but this was so much more beautiful, the sight, the smell of her. She was soft, smooth, and hairless. I placed my tongue on her clit and let it rest, the trembling of my warm tongue and the pressure made her whimper and moan gently, her hands holding my hands as I gently began licking her clit with slow upward motion, with each lick I got a soft moan from her. She tugged my right hand to send me a message, "Take me" she moaned. I was throbbing and ready for her.

I knelt between her legs and held my hard member in my left hand giving it a few squeezes and strokes, I could see her eyes fixated on it as she lay there in the flickering light, her breath fast and loud, her forehead covered in drops of sweat, she smelled amazing. I knew it might be painful for her, and I also had to appear confident although I had no clue what I was doing, but I think I managed it pretty well. As I stroked myself and got ready to take her I remember my condom was in the pocket of my pant that was now in her bathroom. I told her I need to quickly run out and get the condom, but she said we don't need it. "Mom has me taking the pills for acne, we should be okay". I knew moms we having their daughters take those pills not just for acne but also to avoid having their daughters getting pregnant in high school.

I rubbed the swollen head of my cock between her wet pussy lips, not knowing where to enter, I just brushed her up and down hoping to find the spot. And eventually I slide the swollen head down enough to find her entrance and it slid an inch locking me with her. I crawled over her and hugged her while my throbbing cock lay at her entrance, it penetrated her further and met with an elastic resistance. I could see the discomfort in her face as I was making my way inside her, she was grunting and moaning, biting on the edge of her towel. "Acquire her" the voices rang in my head, and I pushed myself overcoming her resistance finally filling her to her depth. This was a blissful high I have never felt again, neither with Anne, nor with anyone else. I was seeing stars and my mind was blank, the feeling of her warmth surrounding my throbbing dick was unbelievable. I just held myself there deep inside her, I could feel her pussy walls throbbing and squeezing with the moans accompanying her pain. I kissed her cheek and slowly pulled myself out almost entirely and slowly pushed back into her, I was holding back my orgasm, I could explode any moment, and in the next stroke I did, and filled her with my cum as she lay there merely moaning and grunting as I withdrew in a few minutes and collapsed beside her.

After a few minutes had passed, she finally got the energy to get out of bed and turn on the light. She began to pull out the bedsheet, and that's when I saw the blood stain on the sheets and the blood stain on my dick. I located by bag in the room, walked off to the washroom for a quick shower and she continued changing the sheets. As I returned wearing my PJs when she went off to the washroom, and did not return for almost 15 or 20 minutes making me worried if she was okay. She finally got back wearing her gown again and crawled up beside me, we turned off the TV and cuddled each other until we fell asleep.