Wild Child

by the Doors

All right, Wild child full of grace
Savior of the human race, Your cool face
Natural child, terrible child
Not your mother's or your father's child
Your our child, screamin' wild
An ancient rulage of grains, And the trees of the night
Ha, ha, ha, ha
With hunger at her heels, Freedom in her eyes

She dances on her knees, Pirate prince at her side
Stirrin' into a hollow idols eyes
Wild child full of grace, Savior of the human race
Your cool face, Your cool face, Your cool face
Do you remember when we were in Africa?


"Aunt Sara, are you coming with us," I yelled to her upstairs. Mark grabbed my arm, and whispered, "She's sick. She's getting some rest. It'll just be you and me this trip, Jade." I gave him a wicked grin. "Cool." "Don't get any ideas," he said as we walked out the door. "I'm still not sleeping with you. The only reason you're still coming with me, is because Sara wanted me to take you." "Aw... Too bad. I could have shown you a good time, Uncle Mark."

"Why do you call me uncle if you would rather sleep with me, than be my niece," he asks as we get in the truck. "Because it's a turn on to some men to sleep with their niece. I'm just looking into your 'freak' side." He gives a humorless laugh, as he starts the truck. "I'm still not sleeping with you." "Fine," I tell him as I change the station on the radio to a heavy metal station. "Do you have to play with things?" "I'd rather be playing with you. Besides, music is the one thing we agree on."

The rest of the trip to the airport was quiet, as was the flight. Whether it was because he didn't want to notice me, or was trying to calm himself, I'll never know. But, for a short moment, I had him aroused. I could tell when we got in the truck and he had a tent in his jeans.

When we arrived at the arena, he dumped me off with Scott Hall and Kevin Nash. Before he walked out the door, he told Scott, "she's hormone driven. If she let's you get close to her, go with it. Maybe she'll leave me alone." "Not likely, Uncle Mark." I blew him a kiss, and he walked out the door.

Scott stepped up to me, and said," gotta crush on your uncle, huh?" He played with the strap on my short, leather catsuit, then pulled it off my shoulder. "Why don't you play with Uncle Scott and Uncle Kev?" "I'll play with you, darlin', but I think Uncle Kev is taken." "She's right. I'm gone," Kevin said as he walked out the door. "Now, do you think you can get my mind off of Mark?" "I know I can, chica."

He slid the other strap off of my shoulder, then unzipped the catsuit. His hands slid down my sides, peeling the suit down with them. Once I had stepped out of the suit, he sat on the bench, and asked, "how can Mark refuse you?" "The little band he wears on his necklace." Scott grabbed my hips, and pulled me to him. I looked down into his eyes, and said, "fuck me hard, fuck me fast, fuck me now!" He stood and picked me up. He carried me to the leather couch, and laid me down. He took off his jeans, joined me on the couch, and entered me.

Even though it was Scott that was screwing me, in my mind it was Mark. When he made me cum, I didn't scream "Scott". I screamed "Mark." "Open your eyes, and look at me." I obeyed. "I'm not Mark, remember?" I laid my hand on his cheek, and kissed him gently. "I'm sorry, Scott. You're hotter than hell, and damn you feel good in me. It's just... I want Mark."

He smiled at me. "How about we set him up?" "I love that grin. You're usually up to no good when I see it." "What if I call him in here, and I make myself scarce? Do not put your clothes on." "Mmm... I love the way you think." He gave me a deep passionate kiss, and I returned every bit of it. He pulled out of me, and went to the phone. He dialed in Mark's dressing room number. After he hung up, he turned to me, and said, "it's up to you, now." He came back to me, and smoothed the hair from my face. "Just remember me, when you're over your infatuation with him." "Ok." He kissed me gently, before grabbing his trunks from his bag, wrapping a towel around himself, and going to the showerroom. I hid my clothes under a chair, and hid myself behind the door.

When Mark came through the door, he called out my name. "Jade? Are you ok, girl?" I peeked at him from behind the door. He must have been in the middle of changing, because all he wore were his jeans and bandanna. "Everything's just fine, now that you're here," I said as I closed the door, and locked it. He whirled around to look at me. "Scott said you were hurt. What's wrong?" After he got the words out, he looked me up and down. "I have a strong aching inside for you," I said as I wrapped my arms around him.

"I told you already. I'm not sleeping with you." "Who are you trying to convince? Me or yourself? 'Cause your hard on is betraying you." He closed his eyes, and turned his face to the ceiling. "You can't tell me you haven't thought of what it would be like to have me." I stroked his throbbing member through his jeans. A moan rumbled through his body. "What could it hurt if we did it just once?" "Your aunt." "She'll never have to know." "Scott has a big mouth at times. What if he tells Sara?" "He won't." "How do you know?" "Because he gets me when we're done."

I flicked his nipple with my tongue, before gently sucking on it. He tangled his fingers in my hair, and his other hand pulled me flush against him. He pulled my lips from his chest, by tugging on my hair. He claimed my lips with a rough, heated kiss, while my hands worked on his pants. When his pants fell to his ankles, he stepped out of them, and picked me up. He leaned me up against the wall, wrapped my legs around his waist, and entered me. "Oh, my gawd! You're almost too big for me." He gave me his sexy half smile, and said, "are you rethinking this?" "Hell no."

He pounded away on me, taking me to new levels of pleasure. Before long, he brought me to my first climax. Once I had come back down, I told him, "I want to ride you." He carried me to the couch, and sat down. With his hands on my ass, and my arms around his neck, I rode him like a bucking bronco in a rodeo. He took a nipple into his mouth, and pinched the other. I ran my fingers through his short hair. "Oooohhh, Mark..."

Without pulling out of me, he laid me on my back, and took control of my orgasm. "Oh, gawd, Mark... Harder." He pinned my arms above my head, and pounded into me as hard as he could. Before long, he released a deep moan. "Jade?" "Yeah, baby?" "Are you still on the pill?" "Yeah, but you're not cumming in my cunt." He growled. "I'm so close," he said. "Sit up." He did, and I positioned myself between his legs. I sucked him off, drinking every last drop.

I went to the bathroom to clean myself up, and rinse my mouth. When I came out, Mark was putting his pants back on. After he got them buttoned, I wrapped my arms around him. "Now I know why Aunt Sara is always smiling." He reached between my legs, and played with my clit. "I think your visits will be a little different from now on." "Are we going to have midnight rendevous'?" He plunged two fingers in me. He braced me against him, as my knees became weak. "Whenever she's not around, you're mine." "Mmm... That depends on what happens between me and Scott." "Fuck Scott. You're MY wild child. He only gets you when I can't." I smiled at him. "I hate for you to go, but don't you have to get ready for your match?" "Yeah. We'll continue this later." He gave me a rough kiss, practically sticking his tongue down my throat. When the kiss ended, he pulled his fingers out of me, and licked them. "You're going to be my midnight snack," he moaned.

Once Mark walked out the door, I grabbed one of Scott's nWo shirts with the sides torn out, and put it on. I laid on the couch, and waited for Scott to come back. When he came in, he smiled and said, "you're still here?" "Yes. We have unfinished business." "Oh, really, chica?" "Yeah. I think, when we left off, I was right here, and you were between my legs."