Chapter 19 - Confrontation and Accusations
The morning came slowly for Eliza, as she watched from her bedroom window, like a patient eagle watching a rabbit warren.
It was seven-thirty when Jane left for work, and Max followed suit at a quarter to ten. This was it, she was going to go fight for his love, literally.
Eliza stormed to the front door and knocked like she was about to serve a warrant. A redheaded woman answered the door, dressed in a nightie.
"Yes?"
Smack! Eliza's fist flew into Lauren's left tit. The impact was enough for her to fall back, her nightie falling away to expose her pussy, revealing the tiniest landing strip of red hair.
Eliza went for the kill, winding up a kick to Lauren's groin, but Lauren grabbed her leg and threw her to the ground, climbing on top of the mad young woman. Eliza was pinned to the floor; this giant redhead had her hands in hers and she couldn't get free. Eliza screamed directly into Lauren's face. Lauren giggled at her, and then spat directly into her mouth, causing her to start dry heaving. Lauren could feel her nude pussy resting on Eliza's stomach.
"You stupid little slut!" began the older woman.
"Who the fuck are you calling a slut? You're the one fucking MY SOULMATE!"
"Who? Max? Ha! he barely knows you even exist."
"I might've missed out on being his first, but I will make damn sure I'll be his last!" Eliza screamed.
"Oh, wow... just wow," Lauren came to a realisation.
"What do you have to give Max?" Lauren asked.
"My virginity!" Eliza exclaimed.
Lauren giggled,
"Lying, are we?"
"I have saved myself for him, I will give him my first time."
Lauren pulled both of Eliza's hands together, above her head, freeing her right hand, and she popped up onto her knees.
"Let's see about that, then shall we."
Her hand slipped down Eliza's body to her pants, where she undid the button and pulled her jeans open; her hand slipped downward between her legs.
Eliza's eyes widened with fear.
Lauren slid the brunette's panties to the side, and touched her index finger into Eliza's cunt.
She felt the vagina circling the trapped young woman's hymen-- it was intact. Lauren was shocked.
A moan escaped Eliza's mouth. Lauren smirked at the virgin at her mercy, as she slowly moved to her clit, and began to slowly rub her vagina. Eliza's moans bellowed and echoed throughout the house; she had never been touched like this, and her self-control went out the window almost immediately. Lauren loosened her grip, and Eliza still didn't fight back.
Lauren moved down to her pussy and buried her face in this pussy that had never seen cock. Eliza grabbed a handful of older redhead's hair and looked down at this woman's assault on her pussy. She tried to grab the floor with her free hand, as Lauren's tongue flicked past her clit; she had given Eliza her first orgasm that the virgin didn't have to perform on herself.
Then, Lauren crawled up to have her pussy over Eliza's face, pressed her pussy down and began to rock up and down on her lips.
"Come on, you bitch, you owe me for that cheap titty shot!" Lauren shouted.
Eliza began lapping at Lauren's cunt, and she secretly loved the way she tasted. Lauren kept rubbing her pussy on Eliza's mouth, then grabbing her head, she pushed her clit into Eliza's mouth.
Lauren then started to squirt as she came.
The salty juice flowed out from her, quickly filling Eliza's mouth and seeping out of the sides.
Eliza wanted to spit it out, but Lauren had her head pinned. Eliza started to swallow and more poured out of Lauren, only to be swallowed up by the hungry virgin.
When Lauren was done, she got up and looked down at Eliza.
"You can try to fuck Max, but I'll get him first," Lauren claimed, "I'm going to love taking his cock knowing that I got one over on you, now get the fuck out."
Eliza quickly got to her feet and ran out of the house. She ran into her home. She thought about what had just happened. She touched her lips with her fingers and then she touched her pussy.
Lauren had stolen her man and her innocence. She was furious.
Chapter 20 - The Race for Max
Eliza arrived at work. She watched Max place cutlery down the tables; he looked hot in his uniform. She walked up to him and asked,
"Can you please show me where the spoons are kept?" She was hoping to get a moment alone.
"Sure," Max said.
He led her upstairs to the store, they walked inside, the door closing behind them.
"So, the spoons are kept in this corner," said Max.
"I know."
"Then why ask for me to show you?" He turned to look at her.
But he was met by Eliza's DD tits. She had pulled out the big guns for him.
"I want you," Eliza said, launching herself into him, her lips locking with his for just a moment before he pulled away.
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in you."
"But..."
"I'm sorry," he said, with remorse.