The Forlorn Lovers

Finally used to what she was doing, Eleanor began bobbing her head up and down, stroking Carter's dick with her hand whenever she brought her lips to the head.

"Eleanor, that's enough."

Eleanor raised her head. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No, I'm sorry. You were perfect, I just don't want to spend my whole load that way," Carter replied, making Eleanor laugh.

"I think I'm ready to be with you now, completely. I don't care anymore about who I used to be. I don't care about what scares me or what makes me uncomfortable. I want to put everything on the line and live my life fully," she whispered with eyes full of love.

She then lied down beside Carter and he suspended himself over her. "I'll be gentle, just tell me to stop if you feel even the slightest discomfort."

"Take me," she hummed as he brushed his thumb across her lips.

Carter kissed her on the forehead and then grasped his cock, slowly guiding it to the lips of her waiting pussy. He pressed the head against the entrance and both he and Eleanor took a deep breath of anticipation. He wrapped his arms around her slender body and slowly pushed the head into her. Eleanor gasped and moaned as she felt Carter penetrate her, stretching her pussy as he slowly forced his dick deeper and deeper into her body. Just under an inch in, Carter could feel her hymen.

"Take a deep breath; this won't feel very good," he whispered in her ear.

"I'll be fine, just don't let go," she murmured, wrapping her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.

In reply, Carter pushed his cock farther in, deflowering Eleanor and taking her virginity. The sound she made sent shivers down her spine, the call of her voice angelic in every sense of the word. There was pain in her call, but beauty within that pain, a kind of sensual elegance that went beyond the physical senses. The way she blushed, the way she breathed, the way her obsidian hair shimmered, it was as if a cascade of rose petals and angel feathers was going to rain down upon the two lovers.

"Shhh, it's ok," he whispered in her ear, calming her down.

He continued his gentle push, slowly forcing his cock all the way in. When he could go no further, he stopped and looked down at her. Both Carter and Eleanor were panting heavily, with Carter trying to get accustomed to Eleanor's tightness and Eleanor trying to get accustomed to Carter completely filling every corner of her former-virgin sleeve.

"So this is what it's like to be with someone," she said sleepily.

"How does it feel?" Carter asked, worried that she wasn't happy.

Eleanor gave a small smile and kissed him. "It's more beautiful than I could have ever imagined."

Carter smiled and slowly pulled out of her, making her wince from the soreness. He came to a stop once only the head was inside her, then gave one great big push, forcing his entire cock back into her. Eleanor released a deafening moan of surprise and jubilation from the deep driving sensation and dug her fingernails into Carter's back. Carter pulled out a second time and again forced himself all the way inside of her, causing Eleanor to give another euphoric moan. Moving in the same way he used to move when he was with Claire, Carter retook a familiar rhythm, working his manhood in and out of Eleanor's slender body with a steady rate.

With each penetrating thrust, Eleanor would moan at the top of her lungs and tighten her cold around Carter, and when he pulled out, she would relax her hold and gasp for air. With each thrust, her vagina was loosened further and further, eventually coming to the point where she felt only pleasure from the penetration and could relax her body, letting them kiss while he drove his cock in and out of her like a machine.

Eleanor's pussy felt so amazing around Carter's manhood, he couldn't even put it into words. The tightness, the wetness, the softness, and every ridge and bump inside her body made her feel so welcoming, almost like she was trying to make her body his new home. He had to fight with every last drop of willpower to keep from shooting his load.

"Carter, I'm too hot. I'm overheating," Eleanor gasped, burying her face into his chest.

Without saying anything, Carter rolled onto his back with Eleanor straddling his lap. Eleanor yelped in surprise but regained her balance. She leaned forward, squeezing Carter's chest, while he kept his hands on her narrow hips. Gasping for air, Eleanor began bouncing up and down on Carter's lap, now using her own movement to send Carter's erect phallus as far up into her body as possible. Her actions were the complete opposite of her former personality; she was never this outgoing and energized in anything she did (not to mention she was never this sexually hungry). Her full breasts bounced and rolled as she rode Carter's dick like a mechanical bull. She was completely letting hormones and physical desires take over.

Carter sat up, kissing her bouncing breasts as she rode him. Like Eleanor, he was now being driven purely by sexual desire. No matter how much he tasted her beautiful body, he could not get enough, and no matter how hard he fucked her, he wanted to go faster and deeper. He eventually changed his position, sitting in the soles of his feat, while he used his arms to lift her up and down on his cock. As she bounced on his manhood, the two lovers kissed passionately, trying to nonverbally express their feelings for each other.

"Carter, I think I'm going to cum again," Eleanor moaned with her cheek pressed against his forehead.

"Me too, baby. Just hold on."

Eleanor wrapped her arms around Carter's neck and he wrapped his arms around her waist, and both lovers began to shake more and more as he continued to thrust up into her. Finally, Eleanor cried out in ecstasy and Carter gave a loud grunt as they shared a mind-blowing orgasm. His dick was soaked in the flood of Eleanor's climax, while he shot jet after jet of semen up into her, causing her to completely overflow. Completely exhausted, the two lovers both fell back onto the pillows, gasping for air. Once their bodies had cooled, Carter began kissing Eleanor, who gave a tired hum of bliss.

"I love you so much, you gave me a reason to live again. I can't remember the last time I was so devoid of pain, both in my body and mind. You saved my life," Carter said once they ended their kiss.

"I have never felt more at home and more cared for than today. You've become the family I've always wanted. Thanks to you, I don't have to spend my life alone and miserable anymore. You've become my entire world."

"I love you," they both murmured in the darkness.

Then with Carter's arms wrapped around her slender frame and Eleanor's face buried in his chest, the two lovers fell into the deepest sleep in their lives.

"Good morning," Carter said as he kissed Eleanor's neck.

"Good morning," she purred with a yawn and a stretch.

"How did you sleep?"

Before answering, Eleanor rolled over and kissed him. "Like a baby."

"So what do you want to do today?"

Eleanor looked out the window while she tried to come up with a decision. "How about we go for a walk and look for a nice diner, have breakfast, come back, just enjoy the day?"

"That sounds perfect."

With how warm it was outside, Carter and Eleanor left their coats in the motel room, deciding that they did not need them for their walk. While the motel wasn't exactly built near a park, the two lovers were content with just walking along the side of the road. As they walked, Carter had his arm wrapped around Eleanor, and Eleanor was leaning her head on Carter's shoulder.

"Carter, we need to talk," Eleanor said, with the most nonthreatening tone she had.

"I know," he sighed.

"I need to know: are you going to kill any more people?"

Carter gave another sigh and Eleanor led him into the woods, where passing cars wouldn't interrupt them.

"Please, Carter, tell me that your days of killing are over. I know what happened to Claire was terrible and I know that you want vengeance, but please, you have to move on."

Carter turned away from her, clenching his fists. "I know I do. I know I need to let go, but no matter how hard I try, there is still so much anger and pain in my heart."

Eleanor walked over to him and placed her hand on his chest. "But that should not be the only thing in your heart, your love should be in there as well. You began your path of vengeance because of your love for Claire and your hatred of those who tormented her. Carter, you've achieved your vengeance, you killed all those that have hurt her and more. Your debt to her has been paid, now it's time for you to live your life with a clean slate. It's time for you to live your life with me in your heart, and you don't need to avenge me or punish others."

Carter tried to avoid her gaze, but she placed her hand on his cheek and forced him to look into her eyes. "Claire loved you, and wherever she is, I know she still loves you. I don't know why I look just like her, I don't know if you and I meeting had some purpose that involved her. Maybe I'm a part of her that was left in this world to help you, I don't know. I wish I could have met her, because maybe it would have helped me understand who I am.

All I know is that I would have forgiven you if I was her, and I know she did. Claire forgave you Carter, now it's time for you to forgive yourself and everyone else in this world. It's time for you to forgive and bury the past."

Carter's clenched fists finally opened and he took a shuddering breath, shaking as emotional weights were finally dropped. "All right, for you. As long as I have you, my heart will hold no anger. My desire for vengeance is gone." He stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Eleanor, holding her as close as possible. "Nothing will keep me separated from you, neither my dementia nor my disease. I will fight it all to stay with you."

"And if your life should end, then I shall take my own life to be with you."

They both stared into each other's eyes and kissed. "I love you," they murmured at the same time.

After a tall pancake breakfast in a near small-town diner, Carter and Eleanor walked back to the motel, full and happy. But as they stepped into the motel room, Carter's heart sank. His jacket was out on the bed with his sword was on the floor. The second Eleanor closed the door, the sounds of police sirens could be heard outside from the police ambush.

"Damn it, the cleaning lady found my sword and alerted the police. They knew it was me the second the weapon was mentioned. They must have set themselves up in hiding while we were gone," Carter swore as tried to think of a way to escape.

Eleanor was shaking with fear as she glanced under the window shades and saw all the cops. They had shown up and gotten into position so quickly that it was as if they had teleported.

"Release the hostage!" the police chief shouted on a bullhorn. Carter grabbed his sword and locked the door.

"What do we do?" Eleanor asked as they crouched down beneath the window.

"I don't know, there aren't any windows in the bathroom. I can't think of a way out."

Eleanor yelped as a teargas canister broke through the window above them, filling the room with burning smoke. Eleanor clutched Carter's hands with tears streaming from her eyes, but he wasn't sure it was from the gas. "Carter, I don't want to lose you. I need you in my life."

Carter wrapped his arm around her, holding her as tightly as possible. "I know, I don't want to lose you either. I've finally found something to live for, something that will give me a reason to exist beyond just punishing everyone around me and myself."

They were suddenly shaken from their conversation by a loud crash that shook the door. The police were trying to break it down with a battering ram.

"There is a way out, come on," Eleanor said, rushing through the smoke to the bathroom. Carter followed her and locked the door behind him. This would only buy them a minute at least.

"What is your plan?" Carter asked. Eleanor was leaning over the sink, crying in fear.

"Eleanor..." he murmured, putting his hand on her shoulder.

The second he touched her, she turned around with hollow determination in her eyes. "There is only one way to escape being separated, but we will not escape with our lives."

Carter looked away, having known what she was going to suggest but hoping that it wouldn't come to that. Eleanor stepped forward and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Take both of our lives, do it now," she whispered in his ear.

"I can't. How can you possibly ask me to do something like that?! How can you ask me to hurt you?!"

"There is no escape for us now, this is the only way we can be together. Please, there is no other way I want my life to end."

Outside, the door of the motel room was broken down and cops were streaming inside.

"Ok..." Carter finally said.

"Open the bathroom door now, we have you surrounded!" one of the officers demanded.

"My name is Carter Locke. I am the one that has killed all the people at those college parties," he replied with a shaky voice. He slowly held out his sword behind Eleanor, with the tip just barely touching her back.

"Release the hostage!" the cop demanded.

"My name Is Eleanor Rose, and I am not an accomplice or a hostage. I love Carter, and I am with him by my own consent!" she shouted with tears running down her face.

"Open the door, we can talk this through!" the cop said with a much gentler tone, but still as a command.

"When you bury us, make sure we are together," Carter said as he took a deep breath and gripped the handle of his sword with both hands, gathering his strength for the plunge.

There was a loud crash as the police slammed the battering ram against the bathroom door. Huge cracks riddled the door and it would break with just one more impact.

"Set us free," Eleanor tearfully whispered

The police slammed the door again, breaking it off its hinges. At the same time, Carter plunged his sword into Eleanor's back, piercing her through and then stabbing himself in the chest. With the sword having pierced them both, the two lovers coughed up blood and feel to their knees, holding each other as tightly as possible with their dying strength. EMT responders were called in while the police tried to remove the blade and separate the two star-crossed lovers, but with all of the strength in their dying bodies, they held onto each other and refused to be separated.

At last, their lips met one last time, after each saying, "I love you."

With those last words spoken, they ended their kiss, closed their eyes, and passed on, leaving the world behind and choosing instead to spend eternity together.