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Runaway

The Beach

After Johnny’s friends gone home or to wherever they have gone to, I have been helping Johnny
pack some stuff for tour tomorrow. Johnny haven’t spoke to me much since Matt left. He seemed a little bothered about something. I believe it’s because of the thing that seemed to be going around me and Matt.

Sure I kissed him on accident and my gosh he’s so hot. His dimples makes me just want to squirm, his eyes makes me feel like I’m under his command, and let me not start on his fitted body. If I’ve seen him naked or at least topless, I’m terrified that I just going to fuck him and if not then rape him.

My god, why do Johnny’s friends have to be so hot? Why? I can’t let Johnny know about my
desires for Matt. All I feel for Matt are just pure lust or at least I hope so. I do not wish to feel the
same way feel about Johnny with Matt.

I love Johnny. He’s done so much for me, he even offered me love and kindness rather than for
just sexual tensions. He also happens to be the first man I ever fell in love with. Just thinking
about him makes me want to love him even more. I’ll never betray him in any way because for
the first time in a while, I am happy.

I put the last of the clothes in the luggage and zipped it. Johnny’s hands gradually grasped onto
mines. I looked up at his adorable brown eyes, feeling all sorts of good emotions. I couldn’t help
myself but to smack my lips against his. I softly bit his lips and licked them. In return, he slipped
his way through an entrance. “I love you…” the words appeared between our battles for
dominance.

Johnny forfeited the match by feeling his lips formed into a smile. “I love you too.” He pecked
my lips. “How would my goddess feel about watching the sunset at the beach and probably go
for a little swim before heading off on the road tomorrow?”

“Sounds romantic.” I smiled brightly.

“Great, let’s go get ready.” Johnny grinned.

I opened one of the drawers and grabbed a bikini that Matt had given me earlier( The Bikini ). The aviators were his though, but I decided to claim them as mines only because I really seem to like them a lot.

As soon as I changed into my beach clothes, I admired the view of Johnny as he changed into his swimming trunks. And oh boy, what a view that was. I never get tired of the view of his perfectly slim body. I secretly wished we’d go skinny dipping instead of wearing having to wear bathing suites as an excuse to see him naked.

After we both had everything we needed all set up, we drove a couple of minutes to the
beach. On our way over, we got some ice scream. Then we held onto each other’s free hand as we both enjoyed our ice scream.

By the time the sun went down, Johnny and I had our romantic moment. Johnny and I were
sitting down, looking at the beautiful view of the horizon as we watched the sun set. My head
rested on Johnny’s shoulder as he had his arm wrapped around me. “This is beautiful... Last I
saw a view like this was when I was about fifteen… it always seemed so relaxing.”

“Then we should come here more often. I love coming here to surf and relax.”

I gently lifted my head up to Johnny. “I think so too… I still feel terrible for what happened
earlier…”

“Terrible for what??? Where you kissed him, showing your hot naked body to my friends, or the
way I noticed something between you and Matt?” He asked.

His expression changed from a nice and sweet guy to an angry one. It was obvious that it bothered him a lot, but I couldn’t help but smile at his reaction. He was jealous and I thought it was cute, shows how much he loves me.

“Baby, I already explained to you that it was an accident, the perfect view of my body was meant for you… and I already told you that that kiss meant nothing and was also meant for you.” I placed a soft kiss on his lips. “I thought you weren’t upset about it.”

“I’m sorry... I guess it’s just barely getting to me.”

“Well don’t dwell on it, because may I remind you how much I love you?” I smirked.

“It won’t hurt if you refreshed my memory.” Johnny grinned.

“Well... Let me show you.” I pulled him in for a kiss.

He didn’t shillyshally the kiss. Instead he kissed me deeper and harder as he could. I light moan
escaped from my mouth to his. The kiss went on and on as he laid down into the sand with me on top. It was only moments later, I pulled away to see the cute face of his.

I took off the beach dress I wore to reveal my bikini which Johnny seemed to admire the way it
looks on my body. His hands roamed across my bare back and down to my covered ass. His eyes did not seem to get away from my chest. I could tell he wanted to rip off my bikini top to have an even better view of my breasts.

I saw him lick his lips as he still stared at my C- cupped boobs. To tease him, I began to rub
myself against him. He let out a soft groan and felt his hard on forming. I took his boner as a cue to pause what I was doing and flashed my breasts at him for a second before covering them back up.

“Fuck you…” Johnny moved laid his head back.

“That’s right baby… Fuck me.” I laughed softly and ran towards the water.

I began to swim off and stopped to look back at the shore. Johnny began to rush towards me. As he jumped into the water, I ducked down and tried swimming away from him until I felt a hand grab my leg. I screamed and giggled, knowing he got me.

Johnny pulled me close to him and slammed his lips to mines. As I was about to kiss him back,
he pulls away and leaned his lips close to my ear. “Got you.” He whispered.

“Oh yes you do baby.” I sneered softly before it quickly faded away. “We have to go, now.” I
instructed, seeing a couple of vans and also Madame Stewart’s car. They must be looking for me to take me back and punish me for trying to escape.

Johnny turned back and saw what I saw and began to rush to his car. I quickly got into his car
and Johnny was a few feet away until he got stopped.

*Johnny’s POV*

I was running right behind Mel and she seemed to succeed into getting in. Until I noticed the
woman Mel has been talking about. “Hey! You!” She ran towards me long with the men working
for her.

I paused and had no choice but to act casual. “Yeah?” I walked a few feet close to her.

At last I was face to face to the reason of Mel’s misery. She looks exactly like Mel though. She
has her beautiful brown eyes, her light soft skin, and her beautiful imperfect lips. The only
difference is that she doesn’t have a small mole on her lower right cheek like Mel does, which I
think makes Mel look sexier. ( Madame Stewart's Outfit )

“Yes, May I help you?” I asked mutually.

“Are you Johnathan Sewad?” Madame Stewart asked with the similar sweet voice as Mel has.

“I am.” I nodded.

“I heard you are a recent client for my club and you have a preference for a specific girl working
for me, is that correct?”

“Yes Ma’am. Last night was my last visit I’m afraid.” I responded.

“Really now?” Madame Stewart raised her brow.

“Do you happen to know where one of my girls is? She looks exactly like me and was last seen
with you.”

“Yes, I was with her… but I do not know what happened to her. We went to go fuck at an alley
then she got out and left.”

“So you don’t know what happened to her?”

“No ma’am.” I shook my head.

“Thank you for your time Johnathan. If you ever see her, please inform us.”

“I will.” I nodded.

“Great, come along boys.” She instructed before a man working for her whispered into her ear.

I was really beginning to get nervous now. What if they suspect something? What if they didn’t
believe the lie I told them and what if they know that I know I’m lying? Man I’m going to be a
goner.

“Do you mind if we take a look at your car?” Madame Stewart asked.

“Yeah of course, you’ll see I got nothing to hide.” I humorlessly laughed.

We all walked to my car where I was beginning to feel my heart panic. For sure I’m a dead man
without my Mel. This is the moment of truth. The moment they figure out I was lying. I’m afraid
they are going to take her away from me.

I saw them beginning to search my car and to my surprise, Mel wasn’t in there. The men shut the doors. “Alright, could you open your trunk?” She asked.

“Well if she’s in the trunk, she’d most likely be dead.” I opened the truck but yet again, she
wasn’t there. “See? I told you she’s not with me.” I acted mutual.

“Very well then... please let us know if you see her.” Madame Stewart repeated herself.

“I hope you find her, she was amazing at pleasuring me.” I called out as they walked away and
drove off.

I looked back to my car and frowned. Where could she have gone to? I sighed as I was reaching out to open my car, I heard a whisper coming out from behind the border that separated between the beach and the parking lot.

I faced the direction from where the soft whisper was coming from only to see Mel, peeking out. My face lightened up as I saw her coming my way. “Oh thank god Mel, you’ve scared the daylights out of me.”

“Well I guess that explains the night sky.” Mel smiled and got in the car. “So what did you think
of my evil twin?”

I got in to my side and started the car. “She was hot, but I didn’t like her, she’s… completely the
opposite of you.”

“Curiously saying, what if she was nice like me? Would you fuck her?”

“I’ll fuck the both of you the same time, man that would be so hot… two of you… just wow.” I
admitted.

“Can you be a little more descriptive?” Mel smirked.

“Well... I think I’d enjoy watching you two make out and going at it then I join in the party.” I bit
my lip, just having that thought. Dear god, the images that thrills in my mind. The hottest fantasy
in my opinion would be watching twins making out and fucking then join in to get a
piece of the action.

“If there ever comes a time she changes, I’ll ask her for the favor.”

"really?" I blushed at the thought that appeared once again in my head. Two Mel’s fucking each other then me eating out their sweet juicy pussy and riding them long and hard.

"Nope." Mel giggled. "But keep on dreaming, it might come true one day."

A couple of minutes later, Mel had fallen asleep as I pulled over to the house. I carried her inside
and up to the room, laying her softly on the bed. “Goodnight, my love.” I whispered softly and
kissed her goodnight. I changed into my sweats then crawled onto bed next to her, pulling her
close to me and slowly drifted off to sleep.

Notes

Comments

im pissed off now ughhhh Matt why can't you notice it's not her. The dramatic irony is real.

A.Dickinson A.Dickinson
1/7/15

@g0ldenheart_rebelfist
She wasn't, that was just a dream.

I just got confused.. I thought Mel ended up on the bus from the last chapter ?

I absolutely love this

Misery23 Misery23
12/15/14

Poor Mel!!!! Her twin is a ruthless bitch!!! Oh guys, don't all gang up on Matt.... :(

SynysterRyn SynysterRyn
10/21/14