Aftermath Of Deception

By Roy Station

Adult stories: 18+.
Whether revenge or devastation, deception always has it aftermath. A trio of short adult stories in which various guises of deception and subsequent consequences are carried out with unforgiving malice.

1. Darkest Deception.
2. Trust Me.
3. Haunting Melody.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Roy Station
• Release date: May 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463716175

Roy Station

My books cover a varied range of, predominantly, explicitly written sex stories. Leading characters are always promiscuously motivated. Sex scenes are graphic and contain raunchy dialogue. However, my writing insists that each story plot provides a valid reason for the erotic romps into which the characters engage.Among my publications, as opposed to validation, there is some fanciful, but equally explicit humor. At the end of the day, whether writing or reading, sex stories provide wonderful escapism.

Book preview

Aftermath of Deception.

Roy Station.

Roy Station. Copyright

Smashwords Edition 2020

Whether Revenge or Devastation: Deception has its Aftermath.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Contents

Darkest Deception

Trust Me

Haunting Melody

Author

Darkest Deception.

Eighteen year old Molly had applied finishing touches and was happy with her appearance. It would be her fourth date with Dawson. Although meeting a year earlier at college, only recently had they become romantically linked. Not that romance had entered during their first three dates; at the park, cinema, or at home when introduced to her parents. However, Molly felt their relationship was about to gather intimate momentum.

Dawson was preparing a meal at his apartment, and she assumed she would be staying overnight. Molly was aware that quite a few girls at college considered him a little odd, and had rejected his offer of a date. Her parents were of split opinion. While Mother considered him thumbs up, father thought there was something he couldn’t put his finger on. Molly respected their opinion and always sought it on life affecting matters. Personally, she had enjoyed his company and felt he was worth pursuing.

Molly’s only anxiety was the sexual aspect, which would surely follow. Regardless of it occurring on the night, it was inevitable and could not be avoided for ever. Though actually craving a full sex life, she had reason for trepidation. Her only previous engagement with total intimacy had proved a disaster. With an equally inexperienced partner, purely to satisfy teenage curiosity, she had experienced the most excruciating pain. He suffered too; his foreskin snapped and he needed medical treatment.

He made a full recovery, but at the time, Molly vowed never again. An intelligent girl, she understood it was down to immaturity and longed for a joyful sexual experience. Every girl at college seemed to talk about their wonderful sex life. Molly had no idea of Dawson’s sexual capabilities, but three years older, she guessed he would not be clueless.

Unfortunately, it was a dreadful turn of events that had brought the two closer together. Sophie Mills was a bright and cheerful girl at college until suffering a mental break down. Overnight, she became a recluse, unwilling to speak to anyone, including her parents and medical staff. Refusing any form of treatment, it was deemed best to accept her wishes for a while. Alone in her room, her parents were only allowed in only with food and drink, which she rarely touched.

One morning, her mother discovered Sophie unconscious; she had taken an overdose. Rushed to hospital, she was put on a life support machine. Doctors regrettably informed that she would never regain consciousness. Her emotional parents refused to turn off the machine. Speaking to her every day, their bedside vigil lasted almost a month. During that time, they made a plea for college friends to visit her. Relieving her physically and mentally drained parents, Dawson practically made the post his own. Her parents hope that a friends voice may trigger a response was not to be and she passed away with Dawson holding her hand.

Arriving at Molly’s house exactly on time, Dawson was extremely smart and cheerful. After a few words with her parents, he drove Molly the two miles or so to his apartment. Although her first visit, Molly could see that he had put in a lot of effort into making the place presentable. A candlelit dinner, fine wine and enjoyable conversation; it was most pleasant. Appetites taken care of, Dawson turned on some mood music and they became comfortable on the couch. Although a little anxious, Molly was eager to embrace whatever developed.

‘I’ve nothing to fear,’ she told herself.

With their first truly romantic kiss imminent, she experienced no anxiety and closed her eyes to welcome it. Their lips met, but only for disaster to strike. Far from a moment to savor, Molly became aware of a vile taste and the foulest of smells escaping his mouth. Unable to comprehend, she pulled away with a look of horror.

Molly, Molly, what is it, calm down, take it easy? He called in panic.

Those were the last words she was able to recall. Regaining her senses, she found Dawson stretched along the floor with blood streaming from his mouth and nose.

Dawson, what’s happened?

Desperate to revive him, she raised his head a little and began to tap his face. Oblivious to the situation, she was in blind panic. To her great relief, he suddenly began to cough and splutter.

Why Molly?

As she held his head, he suggested that she was responsible for his injuries.

Dawson, thank God you’re okay, but I’ve no idea what happened?

With a look of disbelief, he attempted to rise from the floor. With her full assistance, he managed to stand and reach the couch. Face smeared in blood, eyes bruised and scratches along both cheeks, his injuries were clearly apparent. Beside herself for