Sunday, May 3, 2015
Hey, diary!
I’m so fucking pissed I can’t even cry. Maybe just cry from rage!
I woke up pure hatred and with one thought stuck in my head: I was gonna get revenge. I started picturing what it’d be like to lose my virginity with Adriano, Diego’s best friend. The same guy Carol lost hers to.
I just lay there staring at the ceiling, thinking about it. It’d be the perfect payback.
“That’s it, he’s gonna see… I’m getting even,” I said out loud, which woke Carol up.
The second she opened her eyes, I didn’t even say good morning. I just went straight for it:
“Carol, what do you think if I hit up Adriano? Would you let me borrow him? You said it’d be fine, that you wouldn’t care…”
She yawned loud, stretching in bed, voice still raspy from sleep.
“Girl… is this because of Diego? This early, Rafa?”
“If he doesn’t give a shit, I’ll give it to someone else. I’ll give it to his best friend,” I shot back, voice thick with anger.
Carol stared at me for a second, then gave that little smirk that mixed serious and sarcastic.
“Look at you… you’re pissed. You sure that’s what you want?”
I didn’t answer. Just kept staring at her while my mind raced.
She sighed, still half-lying down, and added:
Murilo’s coming over for a pool day today. Why don’t you call your little boyfriend Rodrigo? Dude’s straight-up obsessed with you.
“Come on, Carol, quit fucking around…”
She swallowed the smile, threw her hands up like she surrendered, and didn’t say anything else. But when she got up, she chucked a pillow at my face and ran to the bathroom laughing her ass off, half her round ass hanging out.
As soon as we came down for breakfast, I ran straight into Diego in the hallway at my aunt’s house.
He was coming out of his room, hair all messed up, looking like he barely slept. Our eyes met for half a second, but I acted like he was invisible. I snapped my head away, huffing, and walked right past him without slowing down or saying a word. My heart was pounding from anger, but I wasn’t giving him the satisfaction of showing it.
After breakfast, Carol and I headed to the pool to wait for the guys. I’d put on a black string bikini that hugged my body tight. I sat on the lounge chair with my jaw locked, still chewing on everything I hadn’t said to him in the hallway.
Didn’t take long. Diego came over, his shadow covering part of the chair.
“Hey Rafa… what’s with this bullshit of not talking to me?”
I looked up real slow and gave him a straight-up disgusted glare. My voice came out ice-cold:
“Fuck off, Diego, you’re blocking my sun!”
He didn’t quit.
“Cut it out, Rafa, listen to me…”
I turned my face away again, pretending to be interested in the pool water.
Inside, I did want to talk. I wanted to scream, to throw everything in his face. To know why the hell he decided not to show up. But deep down I already knew, and that’s what hurt the most. He probably had some amazing night with that little girlfriend and just forgot I existed. He could’ve at least texted, “I can’t make it,” but nope. And right on the night I’d decided to lose my virginity to him.
But the talk never happened because Murilo and Rodrigo showed up.
The second Diego saw Murilo, he just walked away from me like my anger didn’t even exist. He pulled the guy aside and the two of them stood there chatting and laughing like nothing was wrong.
Carol came over slow and lay down on the lounge chair next to mine. Her eyes were a little wide, clearly nervous about how pissed I was. She barely said anything, just grabbed the sunscreen and started rubbing it on in silence.
I watched Diego laughing his ass off with Murilo. My jaw tightened.
“Oh… but I’m gonna get him back.”
I stood up fast, walked straight to Rodrigo who was kinda lost in the middle of everything, and yanked him by the arm, almost ordering him:
“Come to the pool with me. Now.”
We got in the water. Poor Rodrigo probably didn’t even know what was going on. I pulled him straight into a kiss that went from zero to a hundred in seconds. That kid had some serious game, I gotta admit. He grabbed my ass hard and kissed me so hot it gave me chills all over. I started grinding on him, feeling his hard dick rubbing between my legs, and a fire lit up instantly. He whispered in my ear, calling me a little slut, saying all kinds of nasty shit real low. I turned my back to him… and that’s when I saw it.
Diego was watching me.
His face was hard to read—sometimes the smile dropped for a second, other times he’d lean over to Murilo and they’d say something like they were just joking around. Couldn’t tell if it was jealousy, indifference, or just curiosity. But he didn’t look away.
Perfect. Showtime.
I started teasing even harder. I rubbed my ass on Rodrigo’s dick with purpose, staring straight at Diego. I took his hands and put them on my tits, making him squeeze. Rodrigo kissed my neck, called me hot, called me a dirty girl, and I was loving every second of the show. I pulled my bikini bottoms to the side, grabbed his hard cock, and rubbed the head right against my asshole—felt fucking amazing. I kept grinding, pushing my hips back, pressing his dickhead against my ass, never breaking eye contact with my cousin.
I took Rodrigo over to the edge of the pool and leaned there, twerking on him while Diego watched from a distance. Rodrigo, already lost in lust, whispered in my ear:
“I’m dying to fuck you right here…”
I answered loud enough for anyone paying attention to hear:
“Then fuck me. I really want to be yours.”
Doing all that with Diego right there watching only made me wetter. And the more I provoked, the harder it was to figure out what was going on in his head, but I didn’t care—I wanted him to see exactly what he’d missed out on.
The vibe in the pool was getting dangerous. My whole body was electric, my pussy throbbing, and I was almost past caring about Diego. That’s when I looked over at Carol on the lounge chair. She was laughing and mouthing, no sound:
“Easy, girl. Stop.”
That snapped me back to reality. If I kept going, I was gonna do something stupid in front of everyone.
I had to get out of there.
“Come with me,” I said low to Rodrigo, already climbing out of the water.