Vacation: All He Ever Wanted

A/N: Just a little shy of a week this time! Also, I got a job that starts next week, so sometimes it may take a week and a couple days to update.

Thanks to everyone who reviewed, and those who shared ideas! It was really nice to read those suggestions, it helped me know what kind of thing to write.

~*~ Savannah\'s POV ~*~

Mrs. Haisley made fondue after lunch. It was taking a while for the chocolate to melt, though, and the three of them took the opportunity to talk. A few minutes into the conversation, though, it was clear the Haisleys were just catching Jason up on local gossip, nothing I could understand. Bored, I slipped away from the kitchen table and walked over to the back door. It was basically a wall of glass, and outside I could see snowflakes settling on the wooden porch. The ones that fell on the grill melted, but after a while the flakes started sticking to the porch. I bit my thumb and glanced up at the sky. It was overcast from horizon to horizon, promising a lot more snow. And the trees in the back swayed back and forth at the touch of invisible wind. Raised in the South, I couldn\'t guess how bad this storm was going to be. What were the warning signs of a blizzard?

I glanced over my shoulder at the group. Mrs. Haisley I liked well enough. She seemed nice, and pretty smart to boot. Her taste in clothing, in the middle of winter, was a little odd… but I\'d worn shorts myself the other day, so I didn\'t have the right to say anything. Jack… was quite a character. A little touchy-feely but that kiss earlier had actually been nice. I just wished Jason hadn\'t been so… cavalier about it. It was like he didn\'t care Jack groped me.

No, that couldn\'t be true. He\'d said he loved me. I bit harder down on my thumb and looked back out the window. The porch was almost completely covered in a fine sheet of snow. We were out in the middle of nowhere. The chances of snowplows coming by were probably zip. And the snowfall was speeding up. \"Do you think we should check the weather channel?\" I asked, glancing over my shoulder again.

Jack bolted up from the table and raced into the living room. Jason pushed back from the table and walked over to me. \"You okay?\" he asked, sliding his hand around my waist. \"It snows up here a lot. Don\'t be worried.\"

I shook my head. \"I put clothes for both of us in the car when I saw the sky. I just don\'t want to get stuck on a road or something,\" I mumbled, crossing my arms over my chest. Jason gently nuzzled my shoulder and pulled me to his chest. Maybe I was just paranoid. My hometown would normally shut down at the mere threat of a snowflake.

Jason made a little satisfied noise in my ear. \"What\'d you pack to sleep in?\" he asked, gently locking his lips around my earlobe. I shivered and pushed back up against him, smiling a little at the floor. I could feel Mrs. Haisley watching us, and the thought stopped me from answering. \"Something warm, I hope,\" Jason murmured, suddenly sounding annoyed. \"We should stop,\" he said, but he kept his arms around me. \"We can\'t do anything tonight, Savvy,\" he mumbled. \"It\'d… it\'d hurt you too bad. You need a night to heal.\"

\"There\'s other stuff we can do,\" I said, nervously fiddling with my hair band.

He made another little noise. \"Savvy, you honestly think I\'d just be satisfied with that \'other stuff\'?\" he asked softly. I shuddered and he kissed my cheek. \"As soon as you\'re ready again, I intend to wear you out,\" he growled. \"I\'m not going to be gentle this time, Savannah.\" He let go of me and stepped back. I shivered and wrapped my arms around myself. It couldn\'t hurt as bad as last time, but… I still wanted him to be gentle. He turned around and ran a hand through his hair. \"I think I\'d like a drink, Mrs. Haisley. You mind…?\"

\"You know where the liqueur cabinet is,\" she said. \"Be a dear and fix me something while you\'re in there. Savannah, do you want anything? We have a whole book of recipes.\"

\"Oh…um…I can\'t drink…\"

\"It\'s okay, Savvy,\" Jason said, patting my shoulder. \"I\'ll get you something light.\"

I watched him walk through the living room as Jack came back into the kitchen, glancing over his shoulder at Jason. \"Well, the weatherman says it\'s gonna be three feet of the white stuff,\" he said, walking over to me. He brushed his shoulder against mine and smiled. \"You\'re welcome to spend the night,\" he murmured, grinning. I blushed and looked down at my feet. \"They\'re putting salt on the roads, but it\'s still a little dangerous to go driving right now. \'Sides,\" he said, leaning into my side, \"Jason doesn\'t have a generator like we do. If the power went out you\'d freeze, and I\'d just hate that,\" he said, his voice getting soft.

Mrs. Haisley cleared her throat. \"Wouldn\'t we all?\" she asked, raising an eyebrow at Jack. He grinned at her and scratched the back of his neck. \"Go help Jason fix the drinks,\" she said, waving her hand at him. He mock-bowed and backed out of the room. I shifted uncomfortably and stuck my hands into my pockets. Mrs. Haisley hadn\'t minded when Jack had flirted with me before, but maybe it was getting to be a little too much. \"Sorry about that,\" she said, smiling at me. \"Jack doesn\'t think much of personal space.\"

I scuffed my foot on the floor. \"Yeah…neither does Jason,\" I murmured, thinking of the thermometer incident.

\"Jack has a point though, you probably should stay the night. Mike and Jason never did get a generator,\" she said, shaking her head. The phone went off and she pushed back from the table to answer it. Sighing, I looked at my shoes while she talked. I didn\'t know if I liked the thought of staying here. Jason was acting weird, and I wanted to talk to him alone. Plus… these were the sex party neighbors, from what Cheryl had said. And Jack had taken a liking to me.

The boys came back in and Jason handed me a small glass of champagne. \"It\'s okay, Savvy. Just sip on it,\" he said. He kissed my forehead and put his arm around my waist. I glanced at everyone else\'s glasses and bit my lip. Theirs were all at least twice as big as mine. Was what I had enough to get me drunk? I really didn\'t want to get drunk… I didn\'t know what I was like when I was drunk. I\'d never had anything alcoholic before. Hesitantly, I raised the glass to my lips and took a very small sip. It tickled my nose.

~three drinks later~

We were sitting on the floor in the living room, watching an old film with Olivia de Havilland, Hush, Hush Sweet Charlotte. It was pretty good, but Jack was making it hard to concentrate. My head felt fuzzy and I was trying hard not to give in to some urges brought up by the flickering light the TV cast on Jack\'s bare chest. The snow had piled up and we\'d decided to spend the night, and Jason didn\'t seem to care that Jack was still flirting with me, and it was getting harder and harder to convince myself there was a good reason not to give in to Jack.

Case in point, he kept running his hand over my thigh. His fingers would just barely brush my center and then he would yank his hand away and stroke my leg down to the knee, increasing the pressure as he went. And as his hand trailed back up to my thigh, he\'d press down less and less, driving me insane by the time his hand would near my hip. Each time he repeated the motion, it was harder not to take his hand and shove it against my cunt. I was regretting not wearing a skirt so much I could barely pay attention to the movie.

Jason wasn\'t even looking at us. He was leaning against a leather ottoman, at a right angle to me. His arms were crossed over his chest and I knew he knew what Jack was doing. His eyes were too focused on the TV for him not to know. No one watches movies that intently, without even glancing at their watch or the people around them.

Mrs. Haisley, sitting on my other side, had half unzipped her vest. It was impossible not to look at her breasts, though I tried no more than glancing. I had a bad suspicion that the Haisleys were trying to seduce me. And it was scaring me that I was enjoying it.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn\'t notice it at first when Jack gave up his pretense of watching the movie and turned his head to watch me. But we locked eyes when I looked up at the clock, and my throat closed up and I couldn\'t move. Jack grinned and slid his hand up between my legs, finally pressing his thumb over my center. He angled his wrist and the tip of his thumb dug into me as his eyes lit up. I whimpered softly and out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jason turn to look at us. Mrs. Haisley too.

Jack put his arm around my shoulder and leaned up against me. He didn\'t seem to care that the other two were staring at us, and the only noises in the room were the voices of the movie characters. Jack bent his head over and gently started to kiss my neck. I felt so weird and tingly I didn\'t even care. He opened his mouth and pushed his tongue over my skin. I shuddered, pushing back up against the couch. Jack put his other arm around my waist. He gently lifted himself to straddle me, and before I knew it he was grinding his pelvis into me.

I looked at Jason, who was staring so intently at us it made me shudder. I started to ask him if he cared, but Jack cut me off. The red-head\'s mouth was so warm and insistent I didn\'t fight. My head buzzed and I felt myself moan when Jack pushed his tongue into my mouth. Shyly, I ran my hands through his hair and gently pressed against the back of his head to keep his mouth glued to mine. He was a good kisser, and I smiled against his lips, feeling a little giddy. Guys didn\'t normally pay attention to me like that. I kept one hand in his hair and touched the other to his chest. It was really nice that he already had his shirt off. I slid my palms over his chest, up to his neck, and down across his back. He was thin, but I could feel muscles he’d worked to build up, and his skin was… very soft.

My fingers brushed the waistline of his shorts. He reached down and grabbed both my wrists, which he promptly lifted above my head. Another hand locked them together and I realized it belonged to Mrs. Haisley. Startled, I struggled a bit and broke my mouth away from Jack\'s. I looked at Mrs. Haisley, trembling. She kissed my cheek and climbed up on the couch behind me, spread her legs and locked my head between her thighs. Now she used both her hands to keep mine above my head.

Jack rubbed his hand over my jaw and tilted his head to one side. He was breathing hard and his nostrils flared as he stared hard at me. \"Jason…\" Mrs. Haisley murmured, reaching behind me. She slid my hair band off and put it on her wrist. \"Be a good boy and reach in the coffee table drawer next to you,\" she said, raking her fingers through my hair. I shuddered. Jack leaned down and pulled at the hem of my shirt, slowly peeling it off my stomach and up over my head. \"Four will do,\" Mrs. Haisley said to Jason, briefly letting go of my hands to let Jack yank my shirt off. I started to lower my arms but she pulled them right back up.

\"She\'s sore…\" Jason murmured, his voice quaking slightly.

\"Where?\" Mrs. Haisley asked. Jack leaned down and ran his tongue over the valley between my breasts. I whimpered a little and drew my knees up slightly, pressing them to Jack\'s hips to keep him still. He was kind enough to put his knees on the floor instead of on top of my legs.

Jason hesitated and I could see his arm reach over my head to hand something to Mrs. Haisley. \"Just her pussy,\" he said softly. His fingers brushed the side of my face and I turned to look at him.

However, Jack grabbed my chin and made me look back at him. \"Would it bother you,\" he asked, reaching down between my legs, \"if I went up your ass?\" His hand caressed my cunt through my pants and I shivered, scared by the tone of his voice. He pushed my bra straps off my shoulders while he waited for me to answer, but didn\'t unhook it.

\"You can say no, Savvy,\" Jason let me know. My stomach fluttered. He didn\'t want me to. He didn\'t want to see Jack do that to me. \"But…\" he said, and my heart fell. \"If you want to… it\'s your choice,\" he said.

I swallowed hard and bit the inside of my cheek for a second. Jack stopped moving, and Mrs. Haisley relaxed her grip somewhat. The room quivered as everyone waited for me to answer. I suddenly felt very powerful… and very depressed. It wasn\'t fair… why couldn\'t Jason be just a little jealous? \"It\'s okay,\" I whispered, swallowing again. Jason didn\'t make a sound. Fine then, I thought bitterly. Be like that.

\"You can join us, Jason,\" Mrs. Haisley said. I felt her wrapping what felt like a scarf around my wrists, and shivered as she tied it in a firm knot. It didn\'t hurt, it wasn\'t that tight, but it was kind of scary.

\"I\'m not in the mood,\" Jason growled. \"Just go ahead without me.\"

\"Your loss,\" Jack said. He bent his head again and buried his face between my breasts. I felt my legs weaken as his tongue slid over the soft skin, working its way into my bra to rub my nipples. Shivers ran down my spine, and I didn\'t care when Mrs. Haisley reached down and put a scarf between my lips. She had tied the knot before it sank in that she\'d gagged me. I shuddered again. Two strangers, tying me up in front of the flickering light of a television set. Jack was going to put himself in me and I couldn\'t know what Mrs. Haisley had in store, though I had a couple guesses. She pulled my hair off my neck and quietly raked her fingernails through it while Jack reached between us to unzip my pants. Mrs. Haisley stroking my hair was strangely calming and I just watched while Jack scooted back and pulled my pants down to my knees. \"Jason…mind fixing her ankles?\" he asked, sounding distracted. His thumb caressed my pussy again and he smirked. Leaning forward a bit, he whispered in my ear: \"You\'re sopping wet, Savvy.\"

I could hear Jason moving around in the background and rested my head on the couch, trying not to kick, as he tied my ankles to the legs of the coffee table. My legs were spread so wide it ached a bit, but it wasn\'t as bad as Jack\'s teasing. He left my panties on and shimmied down my legs. He bent down and started licking the front of my panties, and I blushed from head to toe, feeling liquid seeping out of the fabric. His tongue poked my center hard, and I was sure my labia had spread wide for him. The gag in my mouth muffled the soft moans I could feel rising from my chest. And with my legs spread I couldn\'t do anything to keep Jack\'s head at my center. He moved his tongue to scrape my inner thighs. I shut my eyes, wishing I could yell at him to speed up. My center flared so hot I was sure I could\'ve melted the chocolate from the fondue pot… which was sitting half-empty on the coffee table.

Mrs. Haisley leaned over me. Her vest was open wide enough that I could see a tattoo on her stomach, which was flat despite her weight. The ink was black, or maybe dark red, and showed an intricate rose about the size of my fist. There were even dewdrops on the petals.

She leaned back and her thumb was coated in chocolate. Smiling, she gently pushed it between my lips. My eyes shut tight and for a second I was still, but she didn\'t budge and I rolled my tongue over her thumb, licking up every drop of chocolate. I could feel the still warm liquid being poured over my breasts, and it was quickly followed by the rough texture of Jack\'s tongue. When Mrs. Haisley\'s thumb was clean, she gripped my chin and kept my head tilted back so I couldn\'t watch Jack licking me. But my nerves were on fire, and I lifted my hips for him. He obliged, pulling my panties off and tossing them aside. I could\'ve sworn I heard Jason growling, but Mrs. Haisley wouldn\'t let me check. She moved my arms from above my head to behind my back, making everything much more comfortable.

Then she inched forward and showed me she didn\'t have any panties on herself. She slid the gag down to my chin, exposing my lips. I made a little noise and shuddered as she gently lowered herself onto my mouth, her head tossed back and her legs spread as wide was mine. As her thighs touched my cheeks, I could feel that she\'d gotten as wet at Jack\'s attentions as I had. Heat spread over my face from her pussy, and I just sat there enjoying it for a second. She touched my hair again and I shyly stuck my tongue out, reaching up to roll it around her swollen clit. The flesh was soft, and juices dripped down onto my face, making me shudder. Jack was kissing my stomach, making the aching between my legs agonizing.

Mrs. Haisley moaned and I licked her labia as they spread open. I lifted my head a little to get better access and dipped my tongue inside her. It was entirely different, feeling someone else\'s flesh with my tongue, than feeling my own with my finger. It was nice, and I locked my lips over her flesh and started sucking, soft at first and then harder. \"Bite down,\" she whispered. Scared, I nipped her, and flinched when she moaned. But she kept herself on me, so I sucked a little at the area and tilted my head to gently graze her clit with my teeth.

Meanwhile, Jack had lifted my hips and was cupping my ass in his hands. I hadn\'t really been paying attention but I sure as hell was now. He guided the hard tip of his cock over the lips of my pussy, and I was positive I heard Jason growling. My knees had given out entirely and my legs just collapsed. Mrs. Haisley reached down and pinched my nipples, making me jump a little. I stuck my tongue back inside her and nervously slid it around and dipped it in hard spiral, applying as much pressure as I could. Jack kept teasing me with the tip of his cock, and I tried to thrust my hips forward. I couldn\'t stand it anymore, I needed something in me.

\"Jack,\" Jason hissed. Mrs. Haisley abruptly pushed the gag back into my mouth. By this time it was covered in her juices, and her taste flooded my mouth even as she pulled off me.

Jack huffed and pushed the head of his cock lower. I cried out against the gag. He was silent and still for a minute, and then shoved his hips forward, pushing into me… but not deeply. The thrust was shallow and I was suddenly angry at him for being selfish. Two equally shallow thrusts followed and then he startled me again and produced another moan when he shoved all the way inside me. It hurt, and the cries I made were partly in pain, but there was also a hell of a lot of pleasure. It felt strange, but I was curious and wished I could see what was happening.

Mrs. Haisley bent over and started kissing me. She gently pressed her palms against the sides of my face and dug her fingernails into my hair. I opened my mouth and pushed my tongue between her lips. She was as rough as kisser as Jason, and I didn\'t care that Jack\'s next five thrusts were shallow. The moans and grunts he was making were reward enough. But then he went deep again and Mrs. Haisley took advantage of my shock to reach down and roll her fingertips over my nipples. Jack\'s fingers pinched my ass as she did.

He moved his hips around in a small circle, and I took seven deep breaths to match his next seven shallow thrusts. I was groaning by the seventh, almost ready to die. Around the second Mrs. Haisley had moved one hand down and she was rubbing her finger over my clit. Jack grunted and went deep and at the same time Mrs. Haisley gently pinched my clit. I screamed against the gag, and I dug my fingers into my palms and felt myself seize up. Jack kept his cock shoved all the way inside me and as soon as I relaxed he came, moaning as he did.

He put his arms around my shoulders and collapsed against me. He didn\'t pull out and pressed his knees against my hips while he idly kissed my shoulders. Mrs. Haisley let got of me and awkwardly climbed off the couch. \"I love the Spiral of Nines,\" Jack murmured in my ear. He undid the gag and dropped it to the floor. I gasped and sat up, shuddering badly. Jack kissed my chin and untied the scarf around my wrists.

I finally got to look over at Jason. He was sitting on the ottoman, elbows resting on his knees, chin in one of his hands. He wasn\'t even looking at me, he was watching the end of Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte. I wanted to slap him, and I didn\'t ask Jack to stop when he started licking my breasts again. His tongue distracted me from watching Mrs. Haisley run her fingers through Jason\'s hair. He didn\'t seem to be paying attention to her, either.

She reached forward and slid her hand around his waist and up his shirt. He sighed idly and didn\'t even move. I bristled but didn\'t say anything, feeling like I didn\'t have any right. Jack got off my legs and untied my ankles. He helped me stand up and went out to get mine and Jason\'s clothes from the car. I was really glad now that I\'d brought the extra clothes. Shivering, I stepped into my panties, making a face at the wet cloth.

Mrs. Haisley was kissing Jason\'s neck. I frowned and walked over to them, promptly sitting down on Jason\'s lap. He made a startled noise. \"Savvy,\" he said, wrapping his arms around my waist. \"Did you enjoy yourself?\" he asked. I frowned at his tone. It seemed sincere, of all things.

Damnit he was going to be jealous if it killed me. \"He was better than you,\" I snapped, crossing my legs.

A/N: *dramatic music* I wish I could see your expressions right now! Hehe. Hush, Hush, Sweet Charlotte is actually a very good movie, I recommend it. (If you don\'t mind old films.)