Friday, May 8, 2015
I made plans with Felipe, Júlia’s brother, to watch a movie at his place. I was still pissed at Diego and ready to fuck anyone.
7pm
I got back from ballet class with Júlia and we headed to her house. I’d lied to my parents saying I was spending the night with her watching movies and shit, but really the movie was with Lipe. And honestly, I already knew no movie was gonna happen.
We both showed up tired, hair stuck to the back of our necks, bodies still hot and sweaty from that crazy class. We went straight to the bathroom. While the water ran, we gossiped in low voices, laughing at dumb stuff, but my head was somewhere else. Even under the shower I started wondering if I’d have the guts to fuck Felipe. I was dying to lose my virginity already… but at the same time I was scared shitless.
Fuck, Felipe had a reputation as a player. What if he went around telling everyone? The thought of walking into school on Monday and someone already knowing he’d taken my virginity gave me butterflies in my stomach. The last thing I wanted was to get a slut reputation at school.
And on top of all that there was still Diego. I was still so mad and part of me wanted to do it just to throw it in his face. Like “look what you missed.” But I’d already tried that with Rodrigo and couldn’t go through with it.
Goddamn it, I just wanted to fuck and lose the cherry already!
I got out of the shower, dried off and did a light makeup, just the basics. I put on some pink gloss, slipped into the nightie I’d brought in my bag. It was black, thin straps, with delicate lace right under the bust. I’d bought it the same day I went out with my sister to pick out special lingerie for my first time.
I put the nightie on slowly. The thin fabric slid over my still-warm skin. I walked to the mirror, did a slow little turn and looked at myself. The neckline showed off my tits, the lace hugged just under them, and the short hem barely covered my ass. I felt sexy as hell. Totally powerful.
— Ah, I’m going like this… no panties — I thought, my pussy already throbbing with excitement just from imagining it.
I told Jú I was ready.
— I’m heading to your brother’s room. If my mom calls, say I’m in the bathroom and let me know, okay?
She nodded, already knowing the plan.
— Got it, girl.
She looked me up and down and smirked.
— Good luck.
I left her room and went straight to Lipe’s on tiptoes, praying I wouldn’t run into his dad. When I opened the door he was lying on the bed in just shorts, no shirt. He looked up and stared at me for a few seconds. His blue-green eyes lit up with surprise.
— Holy shit, look at you, Rafa. You look fucking hot! — he sat up on the bed, eyes wide — Come in!
I turned red right away, but I couldn’t deny I felt sexy in that nightie.
— Thanks — I said, trying to play it cool. — I figured you’d get dressed for our little in-home movie night.
He frowned, confused.
— You want me to change?
I let out a little laugh.
— No need. You’re perfect like that… just shorts and no shirt.
Lipe got up, walked to the door and locked it with a sharp click. The next second he was right in front of me. He didn’t ask, didn’t need to. The kiss came full of hunger, intense, his tongue invading my mouth. His big hand slid down and grabbed my ass hard, fingers digging in. I let out a low moan against his lips and my whole body shivered.
I pulled Felipe by the hand to the bed, still buzzing from the kiss. I wanted to feel his heat closer, his warm skin, his scent. I pushed his shoulders gently until he sat on the edge, then climbed right onto his lap, the nightie riding up my thighs so our bodies fit easily. I kept kissing his mouth while I started grinding slowly, hips rolling in lazy circles over his cock. Even through his shorts I could feel how hard he was rubbing right against my already-wet pussy. The thin fabric of the nightie barely existed between us — just heat, pressure, and that sweet friction making my clit throb with every move.
I ran my hands down his shoulders and pushed him back lightly until he lay down. I took off his shorts and underwear without rushing, sliding the fabric over his warm thighs. When he was completely naked, his thick, hard cock pointed straight up, the head already shiny. I knelt between his legs for a second, just looking. I slipped one strap of the nightie off my shoulder, letting my tit almost spill out, then climbed over him. My plan was to tease…
I grabbed his cock, feeling the heat, the texture, the veins pulsing against my palm. I stroked slow, up and down, spreading the warm precum with my thumb. Then I lowered my body and lined my pussy up over him. I started grinding, wet lips sliding along his hard cock, clit getting rubbed with every slow drag. I loved that feeling. His heat against me, the pressure, the way my juices were soaking his cock. I stayed like that for a while, just rolling my hips, teasing, feeling the horniness build strong in my belly while he groaned low and squeezed my thighs.
Suddenly I got this crazy urge to suck him, wanted to feel all of it in my mouth. I slid down slowly, eyes locked on his, and held his cock at the base. The tip of my tongue touched the head first, licking the warm, salty precum already leaking out. I dragged my tongue slow all the way down the shaft, feeling the veins throb under it, tasting hot skin and pure lust. Then I opened my mouth and started taking him in, letting him fill me, stretching my lips, going down until I felt the head brush the back of my throat.
— I love sucking cock, you know? I’ve already sucked a bunch of guys… — I blurted out in the heat of the moment, then immediately regretted it… I shouldn’t have said that.
— What a dirty little slut you are!