The day started out like any other...rain. It was always fucking raining around here.
I should have been used to it by now, seeing as I've lived in Forks, Washington
my entire life. The only bright spot in an otherwise soggy day, was that we were
getting new neighbors. The last ones were total ass-wipes who thought they were
better than everyone else. Later James and Victoria, you snotty sons of bitches.
I was fidgety and bored, mainly because I had the day off from my job at the Jiffy Lube.
I was a highly popular oil changer, especially because it was a rarity that girls actually
knew how to lube up a chassis. That's where I met my man. Jasper changed oil with
the grace of a Swan. He won many a contest in the lube races, and I knew that he was
meant for me. It didn't take long for him be convinced of that either.
The manager tried to give us a couple of days off separately in order to keep business
pumping. It was a dirty job, but someone had to keep the towns' automobiles in tune.
Jasper and I were proud to be the most popular lubers from Forks to Seattle.
I was brought from my thoughts of oil by the rumbling of a cascade of cars that were
making their way toward the house next door. There was a shitload of cars following
each other down our long and winding street. Had I not know any different, I would
have sworn it was a funeral procession.
As they crept past our house, I was amazed by the tricked out vehicles that I saw. The
rims were absolutely amazing, right down to the spinners on the Cadillac that was in
the front of the line. The windows were tinted, thus adding to the allure. I couldn't
help but stare, and dream about the day that I would be underneath the bad boys.
The Cadillac pulled in next door, and a man who was average in height, with a pretty
nice build, got out. I noticed right away that he was good looking, but what took me by
surprise was his outfit.
He was dressed in purple from head to toe, though he somehow managed not to look
like Barney. I didn't care if I was being rude; you didn't wear shit like that and not expect
people to stare. The shirt was silk, and looked so smooth, and the pants were denim.
He had pointy toed boots on with a black beret type hat that was turned backwards and
trimmed in purple. He looked sharp.
"Sup?" he said, as he nodded in my direction.
I can't explain it, but I was suddenly drawn to the man. I walked over to him as if in a
hypnotic trance. "Hi, I'm Bella. I so can't wait to lube up your machine."
"Sweet, I'm Agrutle." He was ogling me, so I jutted out my chest and sucked in a deep
breath.
I must have forgotten to begin breathing again, because I suddenly felt a little faint. I
swayed forward and right into the Agrutle's arms.
"Yo, bitch. Get off of my man," said a screeching voice from behind me.
I turned to see a woman hanging out of a car window, shaking her fist and yelling at me.
"Babe, chill. I may be a pimp, but you know I love you. This is our neighbor, Bella.
She's as soft as a marshmella."
I snickered and reluctantly pulled myself away from him. "Sorry, dude. I didn't meant to
get you in trouble."
"Oh, it's alright. She just gets a little possessive around the new girls."
What the hell did he mean, new girls?
His girl got out of the car and strutted over to me. "I'm Agrutle."
They had the same name? It must be their last name or something. Maybe they were
famous like Madonna, and Prince...or more likely wannabes like Fantasia and Snooki.
Either way they were very entertaining so far.
"I'm Bella. I live next door, and I want to lube your husband's chassis." I was trying so
hard to be less obsessed with cars, but I couldn't seem to help it, especially when I was
nervous.
The woman in front of me had the most incredible, long brown hair, and the prettiest
eyes I had ever seen. Looking at her put me in a trance. I quickly snapped out of it
because she was laughing at me hysterically.
"He's not my husband, he's my pimp."
"What?"
"HE'S NOT MY HUSBAND! HE'S MY PIMP!" she shouted at me. "The bitch is deaf,"
she yelled back to her cronies.
"I'm not deaf, I just didn't hear you." Great, that sounded way fucked up. "Like, you're a
prostitute?"
"Fuck no. We all work at the Walmart. He is our manger, so we call him the pimp
because he bosses us around and runs shit. Plus, he's totes scary when shit in the
store gets fucked up."
"So, are you like together?"
"Yes, duh. We all came here together." She looked at me like I was a dumb ass.
"No, like you and Agrutle."
"Oh, well yeah. We've been together a long time; ever since we worked at the Kmart
before it went out of business. We have an Even-Steven type of relationship. If I find a
disco stick to ride, then so does he. Well, not the stick part, but you understand, right?"
A closer glance at girl Agrutle revealed a tattoo on her wrist. It said simply, 'Agrutle', in
perfectly scribed cursive writing.
"Sounds cool to me." I looked over to Mr. Agrutle who was fondling himself through his
purple pants and winking at me. The man was wicked hot.
"So, who is actually moving into the house?" I asked curiously.
"Me, my pimp, and my sister from another mister, Chrissy."
I let out a snort, and then tried to pass it off as a cough. These fuckers were hilarious.
"Cool. Alright, I better go. My man and I are going to eat at Quaker Steak and Lube."
"Girl, you got a man? Sweet. What's his story?"
"Jazz works at the Jiffy Lube down on Main Street. He's cool and fuck-hot," I said, as I
snuck a glance at the male Agrutle's package."
"Agrutles out," they said in unison. They sounded better than that dweeb, Ryan
Seacrest.
My feet were cemented in place, as I stood and watched the Agrutles make their way
into their new house.
XxxxX
Later that evening, after a few beers at the restaurant, Jasper nuzzled up to me on the
couch. He was telling me about the new oil the shop was starting to use. Insanely
enough, I couldn't drag my thoughts from a certain mister next door.
"Babe, what's going on? You're all distracted," Jasper asked.
"Huh, oh nothing. I was just wondering how the new neighbors were settling in."
"Grab the rest of the beer, and let's go see for ourselves."
We walked up to the front door and Jazz was just ready to ring the bell when we saw
movement in front of us. It was like a car wreck, we refused to look away even if it
meant seeing something horrific.
Boy Agrutle was bending girl Agrutle over the couch and having his way with her. I
couldn't help but wonder why they hadn't shut the door. Before we knew it, Jazz and
I had our noses pressed against the screen. Boy grabbed something off of the arm of
the couch and snapped it. He pulled his arm away, inched off of her a bit, and snapped
her ass with what looked to be a flogger. I let out an audible gasp, which did not go
unnoticed.
Jazz gave me a death glare, and I felt myself blushing profusely. "Sorry, dude. I so
wasn't expecting that."
"Hey neighbors! What's shaking? Just give me a minute to finish up, and I'll be right
there." Boy Agrutle expected us to just sit back and enjoy the show.
I looked at Jazz, who was staring at girl Agrutle with his mouth hanging open. I noticed
he had a boner, and wasn't sure how to process that information.
About 46 seconds later, they both came to the door wearing matching purple cheetah
patterned robes.
"Sup," said the boy, to Jazz. They were eying each other, as if assessing the other
one's worth.
They invited us in and I was shocked at the number of technical devices laying around,
plus one flogger. There were a couple of iPads, an iTouch, an iPhone, and a laptop.
The Agrutles loved Apple. I was totally techtarded, so it really did nothing but peak my
curiosity.
"Wow, dude." Jasper was staring at all the cyber tools in awe. He walked over to one
of the iPads and stroked it gently. "I've wanted one of these for ever, but they're on
backorder."
The two boys bonded over technology, while girl Agrutle and I stood next to each
other awkwardly. "So...I love Walmart," I said, in a lame attempt at conversation.
"Well...I get my oil changed on a regular basis."
Before things could become more awkward, a bazillion alert noises started to sound. I
dove under the coffee table for protection from whatever storm was headed our way.
The Agrutles nearly knocked each other over scrambling to get to one of the devices.
Their fingers were flying over the keys, and I thought for sure they were some sort of
secret agents. Either that, or something huge was going down at the Walmart.
"Squeeeeee!" girl Agrutle exclaimed.
"That's my h00r," boy Agrutle said, while smacking her on the ass.
"What are y'all into that's got you so excited? Damn, girl, you are hot," Jazz said to girl
Agrutle.
"Thanks," she answered, as she suggestively put a finger in her mouth and sucked on
it.
I couldn't believe he was so forthright with her, but as I took a closer look I realized
she was indeed hot...and sweaty. It must have been the combo of being bent over the
couch and whatever they were so into.
"Have you guys ever heard of fanfiction?" the girl asked tentatively.
"Hells yeah!" Jasper shouted. "I am so addicted to the Fast and the Furious. I fucking
love cars. Bella even writes a few. She's like famous in the fandom!"
The Agrutles looked at each other and then the boy gave the girl a subtle nod. "The
game we were playing is called TwiFicTrivia. It's a Twilight fanfiction trivia game.
The girl that runs it is a sneaky one, and has a lot of Bella love. The game is on
Tuesdays, but she throws in some surprise random twi fic trivia questions. We've set
the computers up to alert us when there is a tweet from her on the Twitter. I'm really
trying to win this month since my birthday is coming up. The winner is crowned the
biggest FicH00r of the month!"
Girl Agrutle looked at Jasper in awe. "Well, that is hot," he said to her.
They were staring at each other like they were the only two in the room. I could feel
the magnetic force that was trying to pull them together. The strange thing was, it
didn't phase me in the least. It was as if the Agrutles were destined to move next door.
Boy Agrutle and I were looking back and forth between our other halves; he realized
it too. I was staring at him to gauge his reaction, at the same time he looked at me to
gauge mine.
He looked amused and excited. "How about a game of screw your neighbor?" he
suggested.
If I wasn't so nervously turned on, I would have scoffed at his question. I obviously
knew he wasn't referring to cards.
"Jazz? Jazz! JASPER!" He finally snapped out of his Agrutle enhanced daze.
"Yeah? What, Bella?"
"It took three times before you realized I was talking to you. Didn't you hear him?"
He was looking at me with a blank expression. I pulled him aside and then wasn't sure
what to say. I finally just spurted out the truth. It was as clear as day that the four of us
had some insane draw and attraction to one another.
He looked at me incredulously, "Bella, you'd be cool with that? I mean nothing would
change between us, we'd just get to satisfy our sexual appetites with them."
"Um hmm. I'm totes cool with it." I looked over to the Agrutles who looked anxious to
hear our decision.
Jasper walked over and grabbed girl Agrutle's large and fabulous breasts. He pinched
her nipples through her robe and she let out a moan. He took her by the hand and led
her to the bathroom. Jasper was a clean freak, and I was sure he needed her to clean
up, not only from the game, but to wash of the other boy's gunk.
Boy Agrulte came up behind me and rubbed his hardness against the swell of my ass.
He was so sexy, it made my privates tingle in anticipation of what I wanted him to do to
them. I have no idea what prompted my decision, but I suddenly felt a very strong urge
to watch my man get it on with the fuck-hot girl Agrutle.
I grabbed the pimp's hand, and pulled him into the hallway across from the bathroom.
Sure enough, I could hear the water of the shower. They left the bathroom door
open, and I could see their naked bodies through the sheer shower curtain.
Jasper was running a sudsy loofah over the FicH00r's voluptuous body. She had her
head back and was softly moaning. I was slightly aware of Agrutle's hand stoking my
pussy through my clothes. It was like I was at a peep show, but better. I still found
Jasper incredible, and loved seeing him in action. Not to mention, I was insanely
attracted to the man behind me.
Jasper filled up a cup that was in the shower and poured it over her head Flashdance
style. It was hot, and I felt wetness pool between my thighs. He reached forward and
pinched her nipple, and then she reached behind and grabbed his swollen cock. He
snaked his other hand in front of her, gently teasing her clit. I let out a moan, which
increased the pimp's movements on my own clit.
I knew from experience that Jazz wanted to bend her over, but he refrained. It had
everything to do with the fact he had seen some other man fucking her like that. He
turned her toward him, and she immediately dropped to her knees in front of him. She
grabbed his dick with her perfectly manicured hand, and began to stroke it at a perfect
pace.
She cupped his balls with her other hand and opened her mouth for him to enter. The
FicH00r had talent in the blow job department. She took his swollen cock nearly all the
way inside her mouth and slowly licked up and down his shaft.
Her head was moving up and down and she added her other hand, stroking in sync with
her mouth. He fisted his hand in her hair in pure ecstasy. After a few more strokes,
sucks and ball squeezes, she took him out of her mouth. Jazz pulled her up to him and
they started making out with an intensity that I had never seen. It was as if they couldn't
get enough of each other.
Jasper forced her back against the shower wall, and lifted one of her legs so that
it rested on the ledge. She was spread open, giving us a phenomenal view of her
perfectly manicured pussy. I had never been one to give a shit about another girl's lady
bits, yet I couldn't tear my eyes away from such perfection.
I'm not sure when it happened, but the pimp was one smooth motherfucker. I was
naked and he was pumping in and out of me with his fingers. I was so turned on it
wasn't funny. I felt something warm and smooth resting against my backside. I glanced
behind me and stood gaping at a beautiful, rock hard, large cock.
I averted my eyes back to the shower like the perv I was, just in time to see Jasper
press himself at her opening. She looked so tight, I wondered if he would even fit
inside of her. He slowly rolled his hips, pushing into her slowly. She let out a moan and
grabbed a fistful of his amazing hair. He pushed himself again, and I could tell that he
had filled her completely.
They were still for many seconds, before he pulled out a little and then thrusted into
her feverishly. I felt pressure building up inside of me, as I realized for the firs time that
the pimp was pumping me from behind like a stallion. It was as if there was a race to
see which couple could dually cum together. I wanted to win, so I moved my hand to
the underside of boy Agrutle's nuts. I massaged them as the pimp continued to pump.
I could tell Jasper was getting close by the way his ass cheeks were clenched. If the
way girl Agrutle was moaning was any indication of her orgasm, then she was right
there too.
The pimp grabbed my nipple and pinched it so hard I wanted to junk punch him. He
then lightly grazed it, and I had never felt something so amazing. He yelled out, "I
am the Master of Your Universe!" Whatever the fuck that meant. I gave his balls a
squeeze and felt them tighten in my hand. He took his hand from my tit and moved it
to my clit. I was done for. I let myself go and came with a fury all over the pimp's giant
cock. He then pulled out and squirted his hot man juices all over my tramp stamp.
I opened my eyes in time to see Jasper jacking off and spewing all over the FicH00r's
stomach. She was clawing at his back, trying to catch her breath. We all were still for a
little while, trying to process what had just happened.
I grabbed my clothes and headed to the secret pooper in their room. I knew their house
like the back of my hand. Instead of feeling disgusted with myself, I felt sated. I was
still totally into Jasper, yet the pimp was intriguing. I only hoped this wouldn't be a one
time thing.
I cleaned myself up and headed into the living room. I was the first one there, so I
got comfortable on the couch. "Hey, babe," Jasper said, as he slided up next to me.
"Hey," I answered, as I pulled him to me for a kiss.
The Agrutles walked in together and cuddled up on the chase lounge. For a split
second, I was nervous things were going to be awkward.
All it took was one question to set everything at ease. "Dude, you want to play Modern
Warfare on PS3?"
The guys battled for dominance, and us girls each took an iPad; me to write and her to
read. What an awesome way to spend the evening.
Story Written by the one and only MaxandMo
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