Lockdown

Beth Greene was going to freeze if she didn’t get up and find something else to cover up with. She searched her cell but there wasn’t anything but a worn sweater hanging of the back of the chair. She didn’t know exactly what the temperature was but she estimated it had to be in the thirties.

She wasn’t going to get any sleep off she couldn’t get warm do she shrugged on her shoes and sweater and went to the storage room. They’d brought in some comforters and she prayed that there was at least one left.

A big yawn pulled at her lips when she shuffled toward storage. The door was already open. Someone had probably come in search of a blanket just as she had. She pulled the door open and stepped inside.

“Don’t let the door shut!”

Beth frowned at Rick just as the door snapped shut behind her.

“Rick? What’s wrong?”

“I didn’t bring the key, Beth. I just came looking for an extra blanket.”

“It locks from the outside? Oh...” she said, embarrassed. “We’re in a prison. Of course the door locks from the outside. How do we get out?”

“Daryl is gonna bring in last night’s haul in the morning. I’ll still put a red cloth under the door to indicate someone’s locks in.”

Beth still found herself testing the locked door. It wouldn’t budge even half an inch. It was sealed tight.

“I’m sorry Rick. I didn’t mean to get it’s suck in here.”

“Don’t worry about it Beth. Accidents happen.”

The good news was there was a pile of fluffy comforters among the canned goods and bottled water and boxed foods.

“I have a confession,” Rick said, a rare smile pulling at his lips.

“Do tell,” Beth said, as she made a bed on some crates. Rick disappeared into the stacks and came back a few seconds later. Beth’s mouth fell open when she saw the box in his hands.

“Oatmeal cream pies!”

“Still pretty fresh. Wanna share?”

“Hell yeah,” she said, and pulled two from the box.

He grabbed a couple of bottles of water and she sat down to eat. Now that things were quiet Beth took an moment to watch Rick light some candles to save the batteries on the flashlight. He came to sit beside her.

“I keep thinking about it.”

He’d no doubt hoped she wouldn’t bring it up. There was no way she couldn’t ignore the subject.

“Beth, I already told you I’m not upset with you. I’m sorry you caught me...”

“Beating off.”

“I’m only human, Beth.”

“I know. I don’t want you to think I’m disappointed in you. I’m not. I just...I want to see it again.”

By the look on his face he hadn’t expected her to say that. He’d expected anything but that.

“What?”

“I want to see you do it again. I want to see you finish.”

“We couldn’t do that. It ain’t right.”

“But I can’t get you out of my mind.”

“I know you’re curious. You’re bound to be-”

“I’ve done it before.”

Rick felt his jaw clench. Beth was telling him she wasn’t a virgin and she wanted to see his dick. He was locked in the room with her and he was sure she was determined to get what she wanted from him. He was also sure he was going to give it to her.

...

“I think we should just get some sleep. Forget about this.”

Beth wasn’t going to push. Not verbally. She thought Rick was likely to respond to something visual rather than a verbal appeal. She patted the blanket next to her and he frowned.

“We have to sleep together,” she said. “It’s cold. Body heat is what we need.”

Rick eyed her suspiciously. He was a man. A man with sex on his mind, and he had a beautiful girl trying to weasel him into the little bed she’d made up, and he couldn’t think of a good excuse to refuse other than a fear of his own weaknesses as a man.

Rick got up and climbed over her before he settled under the blanket. Beth had bundled up a blanket to use as pillows and he settled down, hoping the niggling stirring in his loins would go away. Then again, he could satisfy it with Beth watching. The idea was erotic to him. Beating off with an audience.

He was just beginning to put such thoughts away when he realized Beth’s breathing was a little rushed, a little heavy. He looked over at her and saw that her left hand was under the blanket, making a kind of rhythmic movement. Suddenly she moaned.

“Oh…God…”

“Beth? What the fuck are you doing?”

“Oh, fuck,” she gasped, and her other hand came up to play at her tits.

Fuck! She was masturbating! Right beside him.

That did it. Rick’s dick went stiff so fast it almost fucking hurt. His balls got tight almost at once. He threw the blanket off when he saw that a sheen of sweat had formed on Beth’s forehead. She’d turned  her face away and he saw her pulse thumping hard in her neck.

“Beth…”

Her hand was down her pajamas. She was fingering herself.

“Do it, Rick. Join me.”

There was really no point in denying her now. She was going to get herself off with him watching and his dick was already hard so…

“Fuck,” he whispered, and shoved his pajamas down, freeing his aching cock to the cool air of the room. He could hear the wet sound of Beth’s fingers moving inside her pussy. Her eyes were glued to his flushed, hard cock.

She shocked him by pulling her dripping wet fingers from her pussy and reaching for him. She took him in her hand and began to pump him.

“Finger me,” she gasped. “Please…”

Rick shoved his hand down her pajamas. She was dripping wet. His fingers slid in so easily that he couldn’t help but imagine how easily it would be to slip his cock into her. He pulled his hand free and removed her hand from his dick.

“What’s the matter?” she asked.

Rick didn’t answer. Instead he shoved her over onto her side, yanked down her pajamas and drew her ass right up against him. He pulled her left leg up and over his hips and then pushed himself against her.

“Yes, do it,” she encouraged him, when she thought he was hesitating.

Rick positioned himself and then slammed into her, making her cry out. He withdrew slowly and then slammed into her again. He felt his balls tightening but he wasn’t going to come until he got her off first. She placed her hand over his and moved it from her thigh to her clit where he circled her clit under her guidance.

“Rick…Rick!” He watched her juices spray out over his cock, which was thrusting hard and fast into her wet folds. Every time she gushed she screamed his name. It was too much to hold back and Rick hurriedly pulled out to shoot his load between her sweat slicked thighs.