Birthday Pool Party Ch. 33

Literotic asexstories – Birthday Pool Party Ch. 33 by WittyUserName,WittyUserName
Hey guys, here’s Chapter 33! I hope you enjoy! So, originally this chapter was going to have an additional POV. However, it was getting very long. I decided to split them up. I hope you enjoy the POV’s present. As always, this is a world without STI’s, and everyone involved in sexual activity is at least eighteen years old.

-Witty

~Stacey~

It’s Saturday, so my alarm doesn’t wake me up. Instead, I am able to sleep in. When I finally do sit up and wipe the sleep from my eyes, I glance at my phone and gasp upon realizing that it is almost noon. Well, shit. I don’t usually sleep in this late. The stress must be getting to me. I have a couple of texts from April.

April: Good morning. 🙂

April: Still asleep? Damn, girl! Did you go out trolling for cock last night without me?

Stacey: No! I guess I’m still messed up about everything. I haven’t slept this late since college!

April: Wanna talk about it?

Stacey: Not sure what to talk about. I miss Steven, I have feelings for you now. I’m tired.

April: I’m sorry 🙁 we never got together last night. Wanna hang today?

Stacey: Sure, and do what?

April: We could go clubbing tonight?

Stacey: Count me in!

April: Great! We’ll each get rides and meet up after dinner?

Stacey: It’s a plan!

April: A date?

Stacey: Perhaps. 😉

April: A girl can dream. 🙂

Stacey: I’m gonna shower. You keep dreaming 😛

April: Now I’m dreaming about you soaping up those big titties!

Stacey: Perv.

April: You know it!

I smirk and set my phone down on my bedside table. I raise my hands above my head as I stretch, causing my large breasts to bounce lightly on my chest. Wearing nothing but a pair of panties, I make my way to the bathroom for my morning routine.

It’s pretty standard; pee, brush teeth, take birth control pill. Then I step into the shower. While washing up, I shave my pussy, legs, and underarms. I even rub out a quick orgasm in the shower, while imagining Steven, of course. By the time I make it back to my bedroom wearing clean panties, I notice I have a surprising text.

Kayla: Hi, Stacey. How have you been?

Stacey: You know, ups and downs. Thanks for reaching out! How are you?

Kayla: It’s been an intense couple of days.

Stacey: Do you wanna talk?

Kayla: Maybe.

Stacey: No pressure! I know you have your father and friends to talk to.

Kayla: You’re my friend, too. I feel bad how you’re being pushed out just for loving Daddy.

Stacey: Thank you for saying that, but I deserve it.

Kayla: Why would you think that?

Stacey: Because I do want to steal Steven from Lexi.

Kayla: You’re in love with him. It’s understandable. You’re not a bad person, Stacey.

Stacey: I feel like one. 🙁

Kayla: I understand. You’re going through a lot right now.

Stacey: Yeah, I miss you guys. Not just Steven. I miss you, Kayla.

Kayla: Well, you did touch my pussy. It’s understandable that you want more 😉

Stacey: Making it dirty, I approve!

Kayla: ;P

Stacey: So, am I going to find out why Steven had to rush out of work Thursday?

Kayla: Yes. It’s hard to say, but you should know.

Stacey: I know it isn’t my business. I’m not family.

Kayla: I want you to be.

Stacey: You’re sweet for saying that, but Steven made his choice. We all have to live with it.

Kayla: Stacey, I still want you to be one of us. I was raped at a party.

I don’t text back. I freeze with my phone in my hand, gripping it tightly. Rape. Oh, my God. Kayla’s a rape victim! Every woman’s worst fear. The nightmare she’s going through, and here I am acting like a love-sick teenager! Shit! Fuck, fuck, shit! I’m an idiot. Of course Steven is keeping this to himself. It’s his daughter’s privacy!

Stacey: Oh, my God! Kayla! Are you okay? What am I talking about, of course you’re not!

Kayla: I’m okay, Stacey. 🙂 Well, mostly okay. Thanks to Daddy. And my friends.

Stacey: I’m here for you, too! Whatever you need, name it.

Kayla: I need your friendship.

Stacey: You have it.

Kayla: I know you’re mad at Daddy for not telling you things, but he had to keep my secret.

Stacey: No! I understand. I was a bitch!

Kayla: No, you weren’t. You’re in love and emotional.

Stacey: Thank you for being so understanding.

Kayla: That’s what friends are for!

Stacey: So, this happened Thursday? It was pretty early for a party.

Kayla: No, the rape was awhile ago. My rapist, Keith, also raped Lexi and a few other girls.

Stacey: Holy shit!

Kayla: Yeah…anyway, he was about to get arrested, so he kidnapped Lexi and I with a gun.

Stacey: WHAT THE FUCK?!

Kidnap. A gun? Holy shit! This crazy shit actually happens in real life? With me having all these negative thoughts about Lexi. I’m a piece of shit! She’s in the same nightmare as Kayla! Fuck, I am actually glad Lexi has Steven.

Kayla: Yeah… he wanted money from Daddy.

Stacey: Did he get it? Thank God you’re both okay!

Kayla: Long story short; he made me suck him and I bit his penis off.

Stacey: I don’t know what to say. This is a lot to take in! Should I call you?

Kayla: I’m cuddling with Daddy and Lexi while we watch a movie. Maybe later.

Okay. Okay. I can’t breathe. Fuck. I have so many emotions running through me. I’m laying in bed in my panties, when I should be there. I want to be there, be part of their family. I know I’m not though. This is so hard! Do I text Steven? No, he is adamant about me not being family. Fuck!

Stacey: I’m just glad you’re okay. That both of you are okay. Thank you for telling me this.

Kayla: There’s more. A lot more.

Stacey: Um, okay.

Kayla: My friend Hazel is pregnant with Daddy’s baby. He’s also dating Lexi’s sister, Nicole.

Pregnant. Steven got another girl pregnant. I’m in shock that it isn’t Lexi, but I’m still so jealous. I want to have his babies. I let out a breath as I try and control the emotions circling through me. He has another girlfriend. Lexi’s sister. More competition. More proof that this isn’t even a competition anymore; I’ve lost. Another text comes in as tears form in my eyes.

Kayla: Oh, and I had sex with my father.

What. The. Actual. Fuck. I know Steven is living his life while I’m not a part of it, but damn! He’s really going crazy! Incest. I don’t know how I feel about that. I guess I know that Kayla and Steven have a unique, extra-close relationship. Still, it’s not something that I really approve of. Right? I don’t approve of incest!

Stacey: You had sex with Steven? He’s your father! That’s incest!

Kayla: Yes, I did. And, I know.

Kayla is a rape victim, Steven is a widower. It makes sense that the two of them are bonding so closely. I’m sure they know they can’t actually be in a relationship with each other. It’s just their way of being close. I can get behind that. I think.

Stacey: I’m a little overwhelmed, but I think I understand. You and Steven are special.

Kayla; We do have a special bond. Thank you for understanding. I knew you would.

Stacey: I’m jealous that he has another girlfriend. 🙁

Kayla: Yeah. 🙁 Lexi just filled Nicole in about you this morning.

Stacey: Bad things?

Kayla: No, well, Lexi is still upset with you. She’s jealous. I think you two need to talk.

Stacey: She has nothing to be jealous about. Steven chose her. She doesn’t trust me.

Kayla: I suppose that’s a better way to put it. :/

Stacey: Oh God, Kayla! Everything is so fucked up!

Kayla; Yeah. 🙁 Also, news networks found out about the kidnapping. They keep calling.

Stacey: Shit, seriously?

Kayla: They want to interview Lexi and I. My number has always been unlisted, but not Lexi’s.

Stacey: That must be tough on her.

Kayla: It is. The five of us have been together since Thursday night.

Stacey: The five of you?

Kayla: Hazel. She lives here now, her parents kicked her out. Me. Lexi. Nicole. Daddy.

Stacey: Gotcha. What about your other friends? There were two other girls you’re close to?

Kayla: Ashley and Marcia. Their parents found out about all the sex we have.

Stacey: That must have gone over well.

Kayla: I assume that was sarcasm. 😛 It did not.

Stacey: So, you can’t see them anymore?

Kayla: I’m not sure. Their parents let them stay with us after the kidnapping..

Stacey: That’s something!

Kayla: Yeah, but they’re definitely limiting our time together. No more constant sleep overs.

Stacey: You’re going through a lot.

Kayla; So are you. I’m here for you, Stacey.

Stacey: I’m here for you, too.

Kayla: I should let you go. Talk soon?

Stacey: Definitely. Stay safe.

Kayla: You, too.

I set my phone aside as tears run down my cheeks. Kayla and Lexi are rape victims. Kidnapping. I’m acting like a spoiled brat. I can’t help it. I love him so much. I want to be part of his life. I want to be the one he confides in. Instead, I’m the one covering for him when he leaves work early. A coworker. Not a lover. Not family.

My tears stain my pillow as I curl up in a little ball, lost in misery. I wrap my arms around my knees as I pull them up to my chest. My nearly-nude body shakes with sobs. He has two girlfriends. I’m not one of them. I want to be his one and only. Well, I’m happy to share him with April. No one else. It doesn’t matter what I’m happy with.

Twenty-five. I’m twenty-five years old, and this is my life. Fuck. Kayla and Lexi have ten times the courage that I do. I’m just a love struck fool. I keep crying until I feel like I have no more tears left to give. Only then do I blow my nose and head to the bathroom to wash my face.

I put on a robe and go to my kitchen to make a cup of coffee. Browsing the news on my phone, I polish off two cups before deciding I should eat lunch. Making something hot sounds like way too much work. Sandwich and chips it is. I wash it all down with a diet soda.

After cleaning up the remains of my lunch, I curl up in bed with a book. It’s a romance novel, which I’m almost finished with. When the couple eventually gets back together and make love, I find myself feeling disappointed that the sex isn’t more graphic.

When I finish the book, I set it down and pick up my phone. Opening the web browser on my phone, I go to my favorite erotic literature website. Thinking about Steven, I decide I want a romantic sex story, so I go to the right category and start browsing.

Once I find a nice, hot story, I begin reading. The story is really good. There’s a lot of set up, some light flirting before the inevitable date invitation. The shy girl accepts. Understandably, their date goes really well and things start heating up. When the girl gets naked and begs for cock, I start to rethink my image of her as a shy twenty-something.

The sexy woman starts sucking dick, making my mouth water as I imagine a hard shaft between my own lips. My pussy twitches when I think about Steven’s throbbing manhood in my mouth. Fuck, I love cock. I briefly set my phone down and take off my robe. Then I lift my ass so that I can pull off my panties as I prepare to masturbate.

My fingers trail along my slit, and I swipe my middle finger through my labia, coating my digits in feminine nectar. Then I pick up my phone and resume the story. When the girl gets on her hands and knees and prepares to take it from behind, I start rubbing my clit.

Fuck, being crouched in doggystyle while a huge cock plows away at my cunt; yes, please! I sigh as I realize that I probably can’t be with April. I love dick too much. I need a massive tool to slam into me over and over, making me scream.

I have two fingers jammed up my hole now. My lips are pulled back, my teeth bared as I rapidly finger myself. I’m holding my phone up with one hand as I read the story. The woman is now begging the man to cum inside her. I understand. There’s nothing like the feeling of a massive dick shooting off inside me. Steven’s dick.

“Steven! Fuck me! I’m cumming! Steven!” I gasp out as my eyelids flutter.

Pushing my two fingers all the way inside me, I feel my pussy clamp down as it starts to convulse. Pussy is amazing, but cock is my true love. I’m sorry, April. I bite my lower lip as I slowly come down from my orgasm. Then I suck my juices from my fingers before finishing the story.

The story ends well, with the couple agreeing to continue dating. Good for them. I sigh as I walk to the bathroom naked to clean up. Then I’m back in my panties and laying in bed. No need for the robe, I’ll just relax with my tits out until dinner.

Time to read another book. This one is fantasy. I love reading. I’m such a bookworm. I guess that’s why April and I get along so well. Both nerdy in our own way. I shoot April a text while reading, asking her about her day. She soon replies.

I read my book and text with April until dinner. I want something hot, but I don’t wanna cook. Sucking it up, I preheat the oven and prepare a nice meal. When I take the first bite, I decide this is definitely worth it. I’m a pretty good cook!

Finishing dinner, I sigh when I realize I actually have to put a bra on. I go with a sexy black bra to match my lace panties. Then I shimmy into a little black dress that shows off my cleavage. We’re going clubbing, I wanna look hot! I brush my long, blonde hair until it cascades down my back in a yellow curtain. Finally, I order a ride on the app and step into heels.

My driver stammers when he meets me. Really, he squeaks when he welcomes me into the car. I smile and blush softly. It’s sweet. I am a sexy, young blonde with good-size tits and baby-blue eyes. I get it. I give the poor boy a nice tip when we arrive at our destination.

I don’t head inside right away. Instead, I walk around outside as I wait for April. Turns out, I’m here before her. I text her and she tells me she’s still about ten minutes away. So, I play on my phone until another car pulls up.

The car door opens, and my adorable best friend steps out. She thanks the driver for the ride and shuts the door. April looks amazing in a green dress that brings out her eyes. Her light, wavy hair is framing her pretty face, and she is smiling as she gazes at me.

“Hey, Stacey!” April grins, her fingers curling cutely as she waves.

“Hi, Bestie!” I reply as I walk over to my favorite nerd and hug her tightly.

April smiles and stands on her toes to hug me back. She’s so tiny, it’s adorable. Holding hands, we make our way into the nightclub. We both get carded this time, and hand over our licenses so they can verify we’re over twenty-one. Finally, we’re allowed inside.

Music is pumping through the expensive sound system as people dance all around us. Lights flash, adding to the atmosphere of the club. There’s a nice bar in the back where a number of people are sitting and drinking.

Time to dance! April and I rush out onto the dance floor and start to party. My blonde hair is flailing about as I twirl to the music. I take April’s hands in mine and we spin. April’s green dress swirls about her smooth legs while we laugh and smile.

Two hot women dancing and having a great time. It isn’t long before guys start to notice us. I feel hands at my hips as a guy gets behind me and starts swaying with me to the beat. April smirks at me as a second guy gets behind her.

We go with it! April and I start grinding our butts back against the guys as we dance. We don’t know their names. We don’t need them. Although, when my guy’s hands reach higher to cup my tits, I take them and put them back at my waist.

The night continues. April and I dance with guys, with girls, with each other. I find myself gazing into her lovely green eyes as we hold each other close and move. At one point, April stands on her toes and presses her lips against mine. I kiss her back.

When we break apart, I notice several guys watching us appreciatively. Nothing like two girls making out to get guys hard! April looks straight at one guy and licks her lips suggestively. Feeling mischievous, I reach down and cup my best friend’s tight ass.

“Wanna take a break?” April shouts over the music, her sweaty hair clinging to her face.

“Sure!” I call out in agreement. “Let’s grab some drinks!”

I hold April’s hand as I skillfully guide the short girl through the crowd. Bodies press up against us as we make our way across the dance floor. Finally, we reach the bar. It isn’t too crowded here, so we find a spot beside a handsome man in his mid-thirties. April sits with him on her right. I then plop down on April’s left, further away from the guy.

“What can I get for you?” the bartender asks.

“A couple of shots!” April answers. “Whatever you recommend.”

“Coming right up.” the bartender replies.

“Put it on my tab.” the handsome man says smoothly.

The bartender nods as he moves to fulfill the order. April and I both turn our heads to look at the man who is buying our drinks. He’s definitely in his mid-thirties, and he’s very handsome. Slightly taller than average, probably right at six feet, he has dirty blonde hair and is clean-shaven. He’s wearing nice pants and a button-down shirt.

“Thanks!” April calls out loudly.

“Yeah, thank you.” I add as I smile at him.

“My pleasure.” the man replies as he admires us. “I’m Barry.”

“Stacey!” I tell him.

“I’m April.” my best friend says.

“Nice to meet you both.” Barry smiles as the bartender places shots in front of April and I.

Barry raises his glass as April and I lift the shots. We clink glasses before we all start drinking. Barry takes a sip of his whiskey as April and I knock back the shots. Then Barry buys us two new drinks to nurse while we chat.

“So, Barry,” I begin, “what do you do?”

“I’m an attorney.” Barry answers. “I mostly deal with business law.”

“Oooh, fancy!” April giggles before taking a big swig of her drink.

“Not really.” he chuckles. “It’s pretty boring. What do you girls do?”

“I work with computers, and Stacey is an executive assistant.” April tells him in her cute voice, answering for me.

“Sounds like you both have great heads on your shoulders.” Barry comments.

“Well, April does, anyway.” I laugh. “I’m just the nerd’s best friend!”

“I’m sure you’re a lot more than that.” he smiles.

“Flattery will get you everywhere!” I giggle.

“Good to know.” Barry says softly.

“Are you seeing anyone?” April asks.

“No one at all. I’m single.” he confirms.

“Lucky us!” I breathe.

Yeah, he’s checking out my tits. It doesn’t bother me, I’m wearing this dress for a reason. Feeling frisky, I lean forward to give him a great view. I know I’m hot. Maybe April has a point; it’s Steven’s loss.

We continue chatting with Barry. He’s a nice enough guy, but it’s obvious that he’s out looking to get laid. I also notice he checks his phone a lot. I guess that makes sense for a lawyer. After finishing our drinks, Barry orders us another round of shots before we have our glasses refilled and resume our conversation.

“Come here a lot, Barry?” April wonders as she pushes her glasses up her nose.

“Not really.” he shakes his head. “Once in awhile.”

“When you’re horny and looking for a hook up?” I teasingly ask.

“I have no idea what you’re talking about!” Barry throws back his head and laughs as he lies.

“Right.” I smirk.

“You seem in a great mood tonight.” April points out.

“Definitely. I’m celebrating!” he tells us. “Also, it doesn’t hurt to have two lovely ladies to chat with.”

“Oh, what are you celebrating?” I ask.

“I just got a huge job.” Barry announces with a grin. “It’s great pay, and it will keep me busy for some time.”

“Good for you!” I smile. I mean it, too. Always nice to hear about someone’s success.

“Thanks!” he smiles charmingly.

“I think someone deserves a reward for all his hard work.” April breathes.

“What did you have in mind?” Barry wonders, lust in his eyes as he leers at my best friend.

For such a shy nerd, April is really coming out of her shell. It’s amazing! My jaw actually drops when April reaches up her dress. The petite blonde lifts her ass so she can slide her panties down her legs. She pulls her heel-covered feet through her underwear and places the wadded up cloth on the table in front of her.

“Why don’t you keep these?” April offers as she slides her panties across the bar, toward Barry.

I notice the bartender freeze as his eyes flick between April’s face and the underwear on the bar. He must see women behaving like this all the time, still it’s a turn on, I’m sure. Barry’s tongue snakes out briefly to wet his lips before he opens his mouth and grins widely. The handsome thirty-something man then reaches across the bar and snags April’s panties.

“Thanks, Babe.” Barry says as he pockets the flimsy cloth.

The flirting definitely ramps up. April makes suggestive comments, and it’s obvious that Barry has her. I’m more conservative, but I make sure to show a clear interest as well. Barry is clearly having a great time, I’m sure visions of a threesome are flashing through his imagination.

“No reward from you, Stacey?” Barry asks at one point. “I mean, your friend will be tough to beat!”

“Is there something you wanted?” I ask with a cute giggle.

“I’m sure I could come up with something.” he smirks.

“Mm, I’m sure you could.” I purr. “How about this?”

I stand up and walk over to the empty seat to Barry’s right. I sit down. The bartender is clearly watching as I take Barry’s hand in mine. Then, as I snake my tongue out to moisten my lips, I slip Barry’s hand into my dress and bra.

“Fuck.” he breathes as his hand grasps my naked breast.

Holding my hand outside my dress, I press Barry’s hand against my tit-flesh. I let out a breath when I feel my hard nipple pressing into his palm. Not to be outdone, I notice April reach over and start to rub Barry’s bulge.

“You’re so hard!” my nerdy friend gasps.

“You girls are making me hard.” Barry comments as the bartender looks on. Several other people in the vicinity are watching as well.

“Yeah, he’s a lucky guy!” April calls out confidently as her fingers caress Barry’s hardness through his pants.

“And he’s about to get even luckier.” I comment as I hold Barry’s hand to my tit.

“Is that so?” Barry asks with a self-satisfied smirk.

“Yes.” I comment as I remove his hand from my dress and lace our fingers. I then stand up and pull Barry to his feet before turning to the bartender. “I’m gonna take him to the bathroom and suck his dick.”

“Uh, okay.” the bartender mutters with wide eyes. “Have fun.”

“Oh, we will!” I smile as I lead Barry along the bar.

“You go, girl!” April calls out after me.

Yeah, I know I’m being really slutty. Still, if shy April can let loose, I can too! Barry trails behind me as we make our way to the nearby bathroom. Thankfully, there is a one person bathroom that we can use. I bring us inside and lock the door. Then I turn to face my conquest.

“I LOVE sucking dick.” I husk as I place my arms behind my back and pose prettily.

“I got one for you right here!” Barry says as he drops his pants and boxers, freeing a decent-size erection.

“Mm, I love it!” I coo.

“Get on your knees, Slut.” he orders in a firm voice.

“Yes, Sir!” I state as I rush to obey.

Within thirty seconds, I’m on my knees on the bathroom floor, like the dirty slut I am. The tile is rough on my skin, but I’ll deal with it. I take Barry’s hard-on in my hand and start stroking. He’s pretty thick, and of about average length. All in all, it’s a good cock.

“Suck my dick. Now!” he snaps at me.

I nod quickly before leaning forward and slurping his head between my lips. Letting go of his shaft, I grip his thighs in both hands as I start moving my head back and forth in the standard blowjob motions. I really do love dick.

“Yeah, that’s a good, little Slut.” Barry comments as he buries his hands in my hair.

Guilt momentarily surges through me as I think of Steven. I wish I was on my knees for the love of my life, not this guy. Knowing Steven is jealous when I hook up with guys is almost enough to make me put an end to this. However, Barry grips my head tightly and starts fucking my face, forcing me to focus on breathing.

“Mm! Mm! Mm!” I gurgle as drool runs from my lips.

Barry is small enough that I can take his entire length down my throat. He takes the opportunity to use my mouth as if it’s a pussy. Fuck, he’s being rough. I can feel his balls slapping against my chin as he uses me. In the end, I just let my mouth hang open so I can make sexy noises around his shaft.

“Get your tits out, Whore!” he hisses.

Whore. I’m not sure how I feel about this. Better than ‘Bitch’, I suppose. I release Barry’s thighs so I can pull the straps of my dress and bra down my shoulders. Then I pull my tits out of my bra cups, exposing my nipples to the open air. The cool air makes them harden instantly.

“Fuck, you’re hot.” he groans.

Keeping one hand on my head so he can continue fucking my face, Barry reaches down with his other hand and attacks my tits. I clamp my lips down on him and groan when he pinches my nipple. Then I grip his thighs once more as I use my throat to massage his thickness.

“MM!” I moan loudly as he slaps my tits.

“I’m gonna cum in your Slut mouth!” he announces as he grips my head in both hands.

I let him use my mouth for his pleasure as he pulls my head along his length. Soon, I feel him swell between my lips. My fingers claw at his thighs as cum explodes into my willing mouth, coating my tonsils. I swirl the hot load around my mouth with my tongue.

“Don’t swallow!” Barry orders.

I’m once again reminded of Steven. Steven loves to see my cum-filled mouth. Still, I comply. I hold Barry’s cum in my mouth, not swallowing as the last few drops dribble out. Barry then pulls me off of him, holding me up by the hair with one hand.

“Show me.” he commands.

I gape my mouth. I actually feel myself getting wet as I imagine how I must look right now. On my knees in a little black dress. Tits out and mouth open. Drool covering my chin as I show off my cum-filled mouth. Whore just about sums it up! I think I’m okay with this.

“Swallow.” Barry says softly.

I swallow. Then I show him my empty mouth. He smiles as he releases my hair. Then he reaches out with both hands and squeezes my tits together. I stay on my knees, letting him play with my boobies for a few minutes.

“We should get back to April.” I eventually say.

“Works for me, Babe.” Barry replies before releasing my tits and putting his cock away.

I place my breasts back into my dress and bra before standing up. Wiping the dirt from my pretty dress, I smile at Barry. He looks back at me and grins. Yeah, he’s a little rough, but so is Steven. I like it. I’m pretty sure Barry really is a good guy.

“How’d it go?” April asks when we sit back down at the bar. Barry has one slut on each side of him.

“Your friend gives great head!” Barry replies.

“And you have yummy sperm.” I tell him as I lick my lips.

“The bartender is walking around with a boner now, thanks to you!” April giggles.

“And you!” I insist.

“Well, I may have flashed him while you were gone.” my best friend admits with a blush.

“April!” I exclaim. “Anyone could have seen!”

“I hope they enjoyed the show!” April giggles.

“You girls are wild!” Barry says happily. “Bartender! Bring us more shots!”

April and I just giggle as the bartender complies, providing three more shots. The three of us clink our glasses before downing them. Then we each order another cocktail to enjoy as the flirting continues into the night.

“Do you two wanna get out of here?” Barry eventually asks.

“Oh, trying to pick us both up?” I wonder with a wink.

“You both do seem interested.” he answers smoothly.

“Trust me, we are!” April giggles. “Ever had a threesome, Barry?”

“Once or twice.” Barry admits.

“Well, not like this!” I declare.

“Where are you taking us?” April asks.

“Um, well,” Barry stammers, “we could get a hotel room?”

“Fuck that!” I state as I raise my glass. “Let’s go back to my place! It’s close!”

“Okay!” he agrees quickly. He must not want to take two strange sluts back to his home. I guess I understand.

Barry indicates to the bartender that he wants to settle the tab. Then he sends a quick text on his phone before taking out his wallet. Barry pays the tab while I order a ride on my phone. We’re heading back to my place, so I figure I should get the ride. April just spins slightly in her stool, her fingers tapping on the hard wood of the bar as she hums softly to the music.

“Our ride should be here soon.” I say.

“Great!” Barry smiles before offering his hands to us. “Shall we, ladies?”

“We shall!” April grins confidently as she takes his hand.

I take Barry’s other hand and he laces our fingers. The handsome lawyer then leads us outside. We wait about fifteen minutes for our ride to arrive. Barry opens the door for both of us, and we step into the vehicle. Barry gets in as well, and we’re off.

The ride is pretty uneventful. I do notice the driver April and I out in the rear view mirror. I don’t blame the guy one bit! He must be jealous of Barry right about now. I smile as I remind myself that I’m hot. I’m desirable. I’m wanted.

When we arrive at my apartment, I give the driver a nice tip on the app. Then the three of us rush into the building. My blowjob is tiding Barry over, but I can tell he’s getting antsy. He wants to sink his cock into a wet, willing pussy. He’s about to get his chance.

“This is a nice place.” Barry comments when I show him and April inside.

“Thanks!” I smile as I lead my guests into my living room. “Can I offer you a drink?”

“Do you have beer?” he asks.

“One beer, coming up!” I say.

“I’ll have a glass of wine.” April adds.

I go into my kitchen and return a few minutes later with a beer and two glasses of white wine. April and Barry both thank me as I hand them their drinks. Putting on some music, I sit down with them on the couch as the three of us resume our conversation.

“Do you girls both live here?” Barry asks.

“No, just me.” I answer.

“We have been roommates before, and talked about living together again.” April explains as she gazes across Barry to shoot me a look.

“You two definitely seem close.” he comments while bringing his beer bottle to his lips.

“We are.” I smile.

“I may or may not have noticed you two kissing on the dance floor.” Barry admits.

“Mm, hoping to watch two hot girls going at it tonight?” April husks.

“Maybe.” he smiles in mock innocence.

“You just might get your wish.” I tell him before taking a sip of wine.

“Is that so?” he asks with an excited grin.

“I think we’ve made it pretty clear that we like you.” April comments as she sets her wine glass down on the table. She then grasps Barry’s wrist and slides his hand up her dress.

“Someone’s bold!” he says.

“Mm, feel how wet I am?” April asks as she keeps Barry’s hand beneath her dress. I can see the green material move around, and know that Barry is rubbing April’s snatch.

“Shit, you’re soaked!” Barry exclaims.

“Would you like a taste?” April wonders while biting her lower lip.

“I do love pussy, and I bet you’re delicious.” he grins.

“Taste me, Baby.” April begs as she spreads her legs wide.

Barry doesn’t need any further encouragement. He gets on his knees on the floor and, without a second’s hesitation, shoves his head up April’s green dress. April tosses her head back against the couch as she reaches up to grip the cushion.

“Oh, yeah!” April groans. “Lick my coochie!”

Sliding my butt across the couch, I get beside April. Then I reach out and cup one of her small boobs from outside her dress. My best friend coos happily and places her hand on top of mine, encouraging me to touch her. It isn’t long before my hand finds its way inside her dress and bra. April lets out a small gasp when my fingers roll her nipple.

“Kiss me!” April gasps as she enjoys Barry’s oral ministrations. “Please, Stacey! Kiss me!”

Holding onto April’s boob, I lean over and press my lips to hers. The petite girl moans into my mouth as our tongues play. Soon, I feel April’s hand pulling at my dress. I help her slide my dress and bra straps down so that she can more easily get a hand into my dress and squeeze my titty.

April is now pulling down on my dress with both hands. I stand up to shimmy out of my dress, leaving it in a puddle at my feet. Then I step out of my heels. Clad in only a bra and panties, I look down to see Barry gripping April’s thighs as the lawyer eats out my best friend.

“Is he doing a good job, April?” I ask as I get back on the couch and nibble on her ear.

“Oh God, yes! He’s making me feel so good! So good!” April moans.

Reaching behind my back, I unhook my bra. Shrugging my shoulders forward, I take my bra off and toss it aside. Then I grab the back of April’s head and bury her face in my cleavage. April rapidly shakes her head back and forth, motorboating my titties.

Our threesome continues. I lower my hand to rub Barry’s back as my other hand grips the back of April’s head, holding her face to my boobs. I can hear April moaning and panting as she slobbers all over my breasts. Then she suddenly pulls away from me.

“Holy shit, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum!” April announces.

April wraps her legs around Barry’s back as she leans forward and presses her teeth together as her lips pull back. She looks so cute with her glasses crooked on her face. The small woman’s eyes are scrunched shut as she lets out an adorable series of gasping grunts, indicating that she’s having one amazing orgasm.

“How was that, Bestie?” I ask as I lean down and kiss April’s forehead.

“Fucking amazing!” April gasps while breathing heavily as Barry pulls his head out from under her dress. The bottom half of his face is coated in pussy juice.

“I need to be inside you!” Barry husks while looking up at April.

“Then pull your cock out and stick it in me!” April begs as she reaches down and pulls her dress up, exposing her naked cunt.

Barry stands up and drops his pants and boxers. He steps out of his shoes and socks before getting fully bottomless. I get off the couch, noticing his eyes glance over at my nearly-naked body before returning to April. Barry kneels on the couch cushion and turns April sideways so she’s fully laying along the couch and he can get between her spread legs.

“Fuck me, big guy!” April breathes.

I get a good look at Barry’s tight ass as he gets into position, lining himself up with April’s opening. He reaches between them to guide his cock with his hand. April throws her head back against the armrest as Barry enters her. My best friend’s number is now five, six if you count me!

“Holy shit, you are so fucking tight!” he gasps while lifting his head.

“Mm, you’re nice and hard!” April replies as she grabs his butt in both hands.

“Fuck her!” I breathe as I stand in front of the couch and lean down to kiss Barry’s cheek. “Fuck my slutty friend!”

“Two best friend sluts! I love it!” Barry husks as he buries himself to the hilt inside of April.

“And tonight, we’re all yours.” I whisper in his ear as I caress his back while rubbing my tits against him.

Barry starts thrusting. He makes long, steady strokes into April as the short nerd wraps her legs around him and begs for it. April is rolling her hips to meet his thrusts, and I can tell from her panting that she’s feeling good.

“I want you from behind!” Barry grunts after a couple minutes.

“Yeah! Fuck me like a dog!” April begs.

Pulling out of April’s hairy pussy, Barry sits up and roughly grabs my best friend. He flips her onto her stomach and manhandles the petite slut into position. April is on her hands and knees with her head at the armrest. Her bare bum is up in the air, and her dress is bunched up around her waist.

“Get on your knees and taste your friend on my cock!” Barry orders me.

I drop to my knees and grasp his wet dick. Then, without prompting, I shove it in my mouth. I roll my eyes up to meet Barry’s as I taste April on his dick. Fuck, April has a sweet pussy. I massage Barry’s balls as I bob my head rapidly, cleaning April’s juices from the erection between my lips.

Barry pulls me off of him by the hair. He then shifts his body and shoves himself into April. I lift my body and lay my head on April’s lower back, feeling the soft fabric of her dress as I look up at Barry. He grips April’s butt cheeks as he thrusts into the petite girl.

“Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me!” April chants as she takes it from behind.

“Are you my little whore?” Barry asks through gritted teeth.

“Yes, Baby!” April cries out as she arches her back sexily. “Oh God, yes!”

“Say you’re my little whore!” he orders urgently.

“I’m your little whore!” April hisses. “Oh fuck, yes! I’m your whore!”

“Blonde, cock-loving whores. All mine!” Barry grunts as sweat runs down his face.

“Let me suck your dick!” I beg as I open my mouth and stick out my tongue.

“You wanna suck it?” he asks as he looks down at me while thrusting into April.

“Please, let me suck it.” I moan, my lower lip quivering.

“I love when little sluts beg for it!” Barry laughs.

He slams his cock all the way into April, making her body jerk forward as she cries out in pleasure. Then Barry pulls out of my best friend and lifts himself so he can shove his cock down my throat. I let out a sexy gag as his shaft buries itself in my windpipe.

“Mm, mm, mm!” I moan as I start sucking.

He uses my mouth for his pleasure as a couple minutes pass. My cheeks cave in as I suck as hard as I can. Eventually, he decides he needs more pussy. Pulling out of my mouth, Barry spanks April before shoving himself back up her cunt.

“Spank me again!” April moans.

Barry slaps April’s bare bottom before gripping her ass cheeks tightly and resuming his thrusts. I alternate between watching his cock going in and out of April and looking at Barry’s straining face. I can tell he’s having a great time. April’s little pussy is heaven, so I get it.

“Getting close.” he gasps out as his thrusts grow more erratic. “Are you on the pill?”

“Yes!” April answers quickly. “Cum inside me! Fill me with your hot, sticky load!”

“I’m gonna cum in you, Slut!” Barry announces.

“Fill me, fill me, fill me!” April begs.

I lift myself off of April so that Barry can fuck her extra hard. I then reach over and grasp one of her boobs from outside of her dress. I look over at Barry while wearing just my panties. He’s watching me as he drills April.

“Cum in her, Barry!” I breathe. “Please, give us your cum!”

He reaches his limit. Barry buries himself balls-deep inside of April as he grunts and groans. It’s obvious that he’s filling my best friend with creamy semen. His body shudders as the last of his load exits his shaft and leaks inside of April. Only then does he pull out of her and sit back on his heels.

“Fuck, that was good.” he gasps as he reaches out and rubs April’s bum.

“I’m glad you enjoyed me.” April winks as she looks over her shoulder at Barry.

“I definitely did!” Barry laughs.

“Wanna watch Stacey slurp out the creampie?” April suggests.

“Uh, fuck yeah!” Barry says as he gets off the couch and looks at me. “Eat my cum out of your friend’s pussy!”

“Mm, gladly!” I say as I climb up on the couch.

I grip April’s ass cheeks, spreading her open as I bury my face in her box. She’s as delicious as ever, especially with the salty flavor of semen mixed in. April moans my name as I start slurping cum out of her well-fucked pussy. I feel Barry’s hand caressing my tit as my nose buries up April’s ass. I just moan and continue eating.

“Oh, Stacey!” April moans as she shudders.

“Yeah, eat that pussy!” Barry’s voice calls out happily.

“Fuck, I’m such a slut!” April groans. “My best friend is eating your cum out of me!”

“Mm, got it all!” I giggle as I lift my head and kiss April’s butt cheek.

April collapses onto the couch and rolls over onto her back. As Barry watches, I get on top of April and shove my tongue in her mouth. My best friend buries a hand in my hair, her legs wrapping around me as we make out and grind.

“How about you sexy ladies get naked for me?” Barry suggests.

April and I giggle as we break our kiss. I stand up and reach out my hands to my best friend. She places her small hands in mine and I pull her to her feet. We both turn to face Barry as April’s dress falls back down over her pussy.

Barry slowly begins unbuttoning his shirt as he admires us. I’m wearing nothing but a pair of panties and a smile. I feel so sexy! April may be missing her panties, but she still looks fully dressed. Barry pulls off his undershirt, leaving him naked. He then indicates for us to get out of our clothes.

Since I’m already almost nude, I just run my hands over my breasts as I watch April undress. The little nerd kicks off her heels before dropping her dress. Once she steps out of the dress, April is wearing a bra and her glasses, while I’m only in panties. We both remove our last garment at the same time, showing Barry our charms.

“See anything you like?” I ask coyly as I run my fingers through April’s blonde bush while her small hand grips my tight ass.

“Fuck yeah, Babe!” Barry grins as he admires our nude bodies. “Maybe we should take this to the bedroom?”

“Let’s go!” April says enthusiastically.

April and I walk forward and run our hands along Barry’s chest as we smile sexily at him. I smirk at April when I realize that Barry is over a foot taller than she is. He turns around and takes our hands as we make our way to my bedroom.

“Climb up on the bed.” Barry orders.

The two best friend sluts get up on the bed, per our instructions. April takes off her glasses and sets them on my bedside table as I run my hands along my tight, young body. We then sit prettily as we look straight at Barry. He isn’t hard. He’s cum twice already, so it is understandable. Still, he’s checking out our bodies with lust in his eyes.

“What now, Sir?” April asks in her cute voice, her hands resting on her thighs.

“How about I watch you girls play while I recharge?” he suggests.

“Kiss me, Bestie!” I say as I turn to April and pucker up.

Our arms wrap around each other as our lips meet. I can feel my large breasts squish against April’s smaller ones as the little nerd buries a hand in my blonde hair. April moans into my mouth as I run my tongue along hers; I’m every bit as into this as she is.

“Play with her big tits!” Barry encourages.

April breaks our lip lock and begins trailing soft kisses down my neck. Her small hands cup my breasts, squishing the large mounds together as her lips reach my chest. She slurps a nipple into her mouth and immediately starts sucking on my tit.

“Fuck, this is hot.” he comments from the sidelines. “I wanna watch you girls dyke out. Sixty-nine for me!”

April and I both turn to look at Barry and notice he’s half-hard. She and I glance at each other and break into huge grins. I then lay back on the bed and crook my finger toward April. My best friend takes the hint and flips her body over so she can lower her pussy down onto my face.

All I see is pink as April drops her cunt down onto my willing mouth. As I start munching on her rug, April buries her face between my legs and starts licking my slit. Life is good. April is so small, I love having her on top of me, feeling her breasts press into my stomach.

I grip April’s butt cheeks, spreading her open as I lift my head and swipe my tongue between her labia. At the same time, the short girl wraps her arms around my thighs while she sucks on my clit. Our bodies writhe as one while we moan, pant, and clam dive.

When April starts to finger me, I push my own finger up her butt, causing April to tense up as an orgasm washes over her. The young woman screams my name against my vulva, making me smile. April then attacks my pussy with renewed vigor, bringing me to orgasm in under a minute.

“Get on your knees and suck my cock.” Barry’s voice states firmly. “Now, Sluts!”

April and I rush to obey. In a flash, we’re both on our knees in front of him. April impales her face on his hard dick while I lower my head and suck on his nuts. Barry holds on to each of us by the hair as he throws his head back and enjoys the dual-blowjob.

Using his grip on our hair, Barry fucks April’s face for a couple minutes. Then he pulls her off his cock and shoves his erection down my throat. I gag and drool as Barry uses my mouth while having April lick his balls.

He keeps switching. Back and forth. First, I’m sucking on him, then April. Then back to me again. The entire time he’s calling us his little, cock-sucking whores. I can’t help but feel my pussy get wet as April and I are manhandled.

Eventually, Barry finishes using our mouths. He says that he is ready for some pussy. The strong, confident man drags us over to my bed. He then pulls us to our feet and bends us over, causing our cute, little asses to stick out for his viewing pleasure. I’m sure he can see the pink of our pussies between our smooth legs.

“Fuck, that’s hot.” he grunts from behind us.

“Which Slut would you like to try first?” April giggles from my left.

“Mm, you’re both so fucking sexy.” Barry comments, and I feel a hand on my bum. He then raises his hand and brings it down hard, causing me to yelp and jerk forward as I’m spanked. “But I haven’t tapped this one yet.”

I don’t say anything as I feel Barry settle into position behind me. He crouches slightly and swipes his mushroom head between my moist labia. I shiver slightly and let out a breath as I prepare mentally for penetration.

He’s in me. Another man who isn’t Steven is inside me. I feel a massive wave of guilt, and actually open my mouth to tell Barry to get out of me, out of Steven’s personal pussy. I can’t. I close my mouth and bite my lower lip as this strange man pushes all the way up my cunt.

“Fuck that pussy!” April squeaks from beside me.

Barry is rough. So rough, that I soon forget about my sorrows. He spanks me roughly while slamming his cock into me as hard as he can. I can’t feel his other hand on me, but I can hear April moaning, so I’m guessing he’s fingering her.

I stay crouching on my elbows, my hands holding my comforter as I take it from behind. Soon, Barry puts both his hands on me. He reaches around my body and grabs my hanging tits. Then, using the massive mammary glands as handholds, he drills me with his length while grunting heavily. I can actually feel his sweat dripping onto my back.

“That’s it, Slut.” Barry says. “Take that fucking dick!”

After mauling my tits for a minute, he releases my breasts, allowing them to swing freely as he starts spanking me again. I look down at my hands and grunt each time his hand impacts with my bottom. Suddenly, he reaches forward and grasps a fistful of my hair.

“Are you a whore?!” he hisses as he yanks me by the hair, forcing my back to arch.

“Yes!” I grunt, my mouth hanging open and eyes scrunched shut.

“Say it!” Barry orders as he roughly tugs on my blonde locks. “Say you’re a whore!”

“FUCK!” I screech. “I’m a whore! I’m a whore!”

I feel a small hand cup my left breast. It’s April. She isn’t groping me like Barry does, she’s lightly caressing me. The way Steven does. Sure, Steven can be rough sometimes, but it’s always in a good way. Not like Barry, who is just using me. I want Steven. So. Fucking. Badly.

“Fuck, you’re nice and tight!” Barry grunts as he slams himself into me. I feel his balls slap against my clit.

“Fuck me! Fuck my little pussy!” I beg, trying anything I can think of to lose myself in the moment. “Use me! FUCK ME!”

Barry releases my hair and grabs me by the hips with both hands. He then starts fucking me as hard as he can. I grunt and groan, my hands clenching the comforter and my toes curling as I finally reach orgasm.

“I’m cumming! Fuck, I’m cumming all over your dick!” I announce as my sweaty blonde hair clings to my face.

Barry thrusts a few more times, my pussy convulsing, gripping his cock tightly. I know my vaginal muscles want nothing more than to draw the semen out of his balls. Instead, Barry lets out a loud gasp and pulls out of me. I can feel my lower lips twitching as they close up.

“Shit, almost lost it there.” he gasps. Looking over my shoulder, I can see he is holding his cock, preventing himself from cumming.

“My turn, my turn!” April shouts as she wiggles her bum. “I think you forgot about me, big guy!”

“I could never.” Barry smirks. “Though, your hot friend did distract me.”

“Then let me claim your attention for awhile.” April purrs as she looks back at him. Her wavy blonde hair is over one shoulder and she’s got a hand between her legs as she obviously rubs her cunt. “Fuck my ass!”

“Really?!” he exclaims with a huge grin.

“Yeah!” April confirms in her cute voice. “Shove it up my ass and sodomize me!”

“There’s lube in the top drawer of my bedside table.” I say.

I giggle as I hip-check April. Barry rushes to my bedside table and extracts my lube. He then squirts some onto his cock before getting behind April. I crane my neck to watch him stick a lube-coated finger up the tiny nerd’s bum. Then, he’s ready.

He’s ready for her tightest hole. He tosses the lube on the bed before gripping April’s hips and lodging his cock at the opening to her ass, her tightest hole. April looks straight ahead, her hands gripping the sheets as Barry pops his tip into her.

“FUCK!” April screeches through clenched teeth.

“That’s it,” Barry moans as he looks down to watch his cock burrow up April’s back door, “take it up the ass. Be my little butt-slut!”

“Fuck my ass! Use my little body!” April begs.

Barry needs no further encouragement and starts fucking April up the ass. He’s completely ignoring me now, so I just watch April’s face as I finger myself. I love having April here with me, she’s making this experience worthwhile. I just wish it was Steven currently buried to the hilt up my best friend’s ass. He’s the man I love. The one I really want to be with.

“Fuck her, fuck her hard!” I encourage as I close my eyes and push two fingers up my cunt.

I’m losing myself in the moment. Imagining Steven is using April as I finger myself beside her. Soon, I’m cumming again. I pull my fingers out of my hole and rub my clit rapidly as electric shocks shoot through my body.

“Are you gonna cum for me, Baby?” April coos. “Are you gonna fill my little ass with your hot load?”

“Yes!” Barry groans. I can hear the sound of slapping flesh as he sodomizes April. “God, yes! I’m so close!”

“Cum for me! Your little whore wants it!” April moans loudly. “Cum inside me, Baby! Cum in my bum!”

“Fuck! Take it, you dirty slut!” Barry grunts.

I open my eyes and see his head is thrown back as he holds himself all the way up April’s ass. It’s obvious that his balls are currently emptying their contents into April. I reach over and squeeze one of my best friend’s little boobs as she takes Barry’s load.

“Fuck.” April pants as sweat runs down her face.

“That was good. Thanks, Babe.” he says as he grips April’s butt cheeks and pulls himself out of her.

April reaches behind her body and puts her hand over her butt hole to prevent cum from going everywhere. She then stands up and starts waddling toward the bathroom. Barry snickers as he watches the short blonde disappear into my bathroom.

“I’m gonna take a quick shower!” April announces loudly before shutting the door.

I slowly lift myself and climb up on my bed. Then I lay down with my head on the pillow as I breathe heavily, causing my large breasts to rise and fall. Barry joins me a minute later. He’s laying beside me, on my right as his left hand absentmindedly plays with my breast.

“You girls are great.” he comments.

“Thanks.” I say with a giggle. “You’re not so bad yourself!”

“I hope you had a nice time.” Barry smiles.

“I did, thank you.” I nod.

The truth is, the only reason I’m enjoying myself is because of April, not Barry. He doesn’t need to know this, though. I sigh as I get comfortable and close my eyes. Steven. I want him here right now. I want Steven holding me, Steven playing with my boob, not Barry. I want April and I to be Steven’s little whores.

Time passes. Barry continues playing with my tits, and I just ignore him as my breathing deepens. I think I fall asleep at one point, because I jerk awake when the bathroom door opens. I raise my head and look over to see a naked April waltz out of the bathroom.

“All clean!” April announces as she dries her hair with a towel, not caring about her nudity in the slightest. Once again, I find myself admiring April’s cute, blonde bush.

“I should probably take a shower, myself.” Barry comments.

“Yeah.” April agrees with a nod. “Your dirty cock was up my butt hole, after all.”

“Is it cool if I use your shower, Stacey?” he asks me.

“Sure, go for it.” I answer.

“Thanks.” Barry replies as he gets out of bed and walks, not to the bathroom, but toward the living room.

“Bathroom’s the other way.” I tell him.

“I know, I’m just gonna grab my phone real quick.” Barry explains.

He returns forty-five seconds later with his phone in his hand. Barry’s still naked as he sends a text. Then he sets his phone down on my nightstand before smiling at me and walking toward my bathroom. As he passes April, the arrogant lawyer smacks my best friend on the ass before entering the bathroom and closing the door.

“Having fun?” April asks as she hops up on the bed.

“With you around? Always!” I answer as I smile up at April, who is sitting beside me.

“Aw, thanks!” she giggles. “What do you think of Barry?”

“He’s a little too rough.” I respond with a shrug. “You?”

“I like it rough!” April husks. “Don’t you?”

“Sometimes, yeah.” I admit. “I guess I just prefer rough the way Steven does it.”

“How is that?” she wonders.

“Like he’s being rough for my pleasure. Barry is being rough for his own.” I explain.

“I guess that makes sense.” April frowns as she considers my words. She crosses her legs beneath her before responding further. “Are you sure this isn’t just because you’re still in love with Steven?”

“Maybe that’s part of it.” I sigh. “I miss him. You’d really like him, April. He has a huge dick, and he knows how to use it!”

“I do love big cocks.” April purrs.

“I know you do, Slut.” I tease as I reach up and run my fingers along one of April’s titties.

“Too bad Barry wasn’t bigger.” she sighs.

“He had a decent-size dick.” I frown. “It filled me up pretty well.”

“Eh, I guess Drew and Luke ruined me for average cocks.” April shrugs.

“It’s fine, I know a guy.” I smirk.

April and I both look at each other for several seconds before bursting out laughing. I have to laugh about it, otherwise, I’ll cry. I want to introduce April to Steven. My best friend and the love of my life. I’ll cum so hard I’ll black out.

“I’m sorry you’re heartbroken.” April eventually says.

“Thank you.” I whisper. “It’s my fault you know how it feels.”

“Well, I’m not giving up hope on us!” she grins.

“Yeah…” I mumble, unable to tell her that I need something she doesn’t have.

“Anyway,” April says, clearly trying to change the subject, “I have an idea!”

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” I wonder as I flick April’s pink nipple.

“First of all, stop that, it tickles.” April swats my hand. “Second, let’s make sure Barry doesn’t forget about us.”

“How do we do that?” I inquire.

“Well,” April grins mischievously, “he’s in the shower. His phone is right on the nightstand. Let’s take a nude selfie!”

“April!” I exclaim. “We can’t do that!”

“Why not?” my best friend asks.

“We barely know him. He could put our face and tits on the internet!” I reason. “His phone is probably locked anyway. He is a lawyer, he’d know the importance of doing that.”

“Let’s find out!” April states simply as she hops up on the bed and puts on her glasses. She then reaches over for Barry’s phone. “And we’ll just show our tits, no faces.”

“I don’t think we should be touching his phone.” I state.

“Fuck, it’s locked.” April pouts as she looks down at the phone.

“Probably for the best.” I tell her as I reach out and caress her back.

That’s when Barry’s phone starts buzzing. I open my mouth to tell April to put it down, when the screen lights up. I glance down. A woman’s face appears, along with the words “Baby is calling.” My jaw drops as April gasps.

“Who the fuck is ‘Baby’?!” April hisses, finding her voice before I do.

“I think that’s obvious.” I stammer, my mouth dry.

“It was rhetorical, Stacey.” April rolls her eyes before turning to glare at the bathroom door. “The son of a bitch told us he was single!”

“Cheating asshole!” I curse.

“And I let him stick his cock in me!” April looks at me with a look of pure horror.

Before I can respond, April grips his phone tightly and gets to her feet. She then walks around the bed with such fire in her eyes that I’m surprised there isn’t steam shooting out of her ears. April marches her pretty, little ass over to the bathroom door and throws it open.

“April, wait!” I shout as I jump out of bed and rush to follow.

“Cheating piece of shit!” April screeches as she pulls back the shower curtain, exposing Barry’s naked body. She then throws his phone at him.

“What the fuck?! My phone!” Barry exclaims as he struggles to hold onto the device. “I’m showering, you’ll ruin it, you crazy Bitch!”

“Don’t call her that, you asshole!” I shout, feeling anger boiling inside of me.

“What is going on!” he demands as he hops out of the still-running shower and rushes to grab a washcloth to dry off his phone.

“You got a call from ‘Baby’, you son of a bitch!” April roars as she clenches her fist and actually stomps her bare foot.

“Oh, uh, well.” Barry stammers.

“You have a girlfriend!” I accuse as I realize that April and I are still naked. I cross an arm over my breasts and plaster one hand over my crotch to cover myself. He doesn’t deserve to see me. “That why you didn’t invite us to your place? You live with her?”

“Okay, fine.” he sneers as he leers at April and I. “I’m engaged, and I didn’t take you back to my house because I live with her.”

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!” April screams. She’s so angry she isn’t even trying to cover herself. Her little boobies bounce lightly as the little nerd shakes with fury.

“What’s the big deal? You girls wanted cock and you got it.” Barry asks. “No one got hurt.”

“Except the woman you’re cheating on!” April insists, her eyes narrow. “I even asked if you’re seeing anyone! Why did you lie?”

“Isn’t it obvious, you stupid slut?” Barry snickers. “I lied so you whores would take your clothes off and spread your legs. And it worked.”

“Get out!” I order as I point toward the door, not even thinking about my big tits being exposed to his gaze. “Get out, get out, get out!”

“Whatever.” he rolls his eyes as he sets the washcloth down on the table. “I got what I wanted.”

“Fucking asshole!” April snarls as she steps forward and slaps Barry across the face. Hard.

“Bitch!” Barry exclaims as he reaches out, grabs April by the shoulder, and shoves my best friend.

“Ah!” April screams as she falls backward, slams into the wall, and slides down to the floor.

“WHAT THE FUCK?!” I shout as loudly as I can. The entire apartment building can probably hear me.

“She hit me first!” Barry reasons as he turns to face me.

I see red. April is on the floor of my bathroom in a heap. I can see she’s already crying. I step forward and kick Barry between the legs as hard as I can. His eyes go wide, his mouth opening as he lets out a high-pitch squeal.

His hands shoot between his legs as soon as my foot is out of the way. Barry then tumbles forward, his knee coming out to catch him before he hits the floor. I do hear his knee slam into my bathroom floor with a satisfying bang.

“You fucking whore!” Barry grunts as he cradles his genitals.

I ignore him and rush over to April. Kneeling on my bathroom floor, I cradle April’s head against my bosom as she cries. It isn’t long before I hear Barry rush out of the bathroom. I coo softly to April as I brush her hair back.

“Are you okay?” I ask.

“My shoulder hurts.” April sniffles. “And I hit my head on the wall.”

“Do you have a concussion? Do you need to go to the hospital?” I wonder frantically.

“No, I don’t think so.” April shakes her head as she slowly stands up.

Holding April close, I lead her into my bedroom. I lay her down on my bed, making sure her head is situated comfortably on the pillow. Then I cross an arm over my chest as I head into my living room. I’m just in time to see the door slam. Barry is gone.

I walk over to my door and lock it tightly before returning to April. She’s laying in bed, wiping the tears from her eyes with the tissues I keep on my bedside table. I climb into bed and pull the covers over us as April snuggles up to me.

“I’m sorry.” April mumbles.

“For what?” I ask as I brush a lock of blonde hair out of April’s face.

“Hitting him.” she answers. “I shouldn’t have done that.”

“I understand.” I say. “You caught your ex cheating. It makes sense.”

“I just thought he loved me. I thought I was over you and that I could marry him.” April continues. “Then I walk in the bedroom and he’s pounding some tramp from behind.”

“You don’t have to explain.” I assure my best friend before leaning down and kissing the top of her head.

“Is there any hope for us?” April asks in a small voice.

“I don’t know.” I admit with a sigh. “A little while ago, I would have said that there isn’t.”

“What changed?” she wonders.

“I saw you get hurt.” I answer. “I was so scared. I love you so much. I don’t know about romantically, but I definitely love you. A lot.”

“I love you, Stacey.” April mumbles as she rests her head on my large breast.

“Is it a good idea for you to sleep?” I ask, still worrying about a concussion.

“I don’t have a concussion, it’s fine.” she assures me. “Hold me, and I’ll be fine.”

“I won’t let you go.” I promise.

I keep one arm wrapped around April as the fingers of my other hand run through her soft hair. April’s breathing steadies, and soon I can tell she’s fast asleep. With our naked bodies entwined, I join April in blissful unconsciousness.

I wake up before April on Sunday morning. For a few minutes, I just hold her, then I decide to wake her up. Leaning down, I lightly kiss her eyes until they flutter open. April smiles at me; a smile so full of love that I can’t help but smile back and let out a cute giggle.

“Mm, morning.” April mumbles as she stretches.

“Morning, Cutie.” I reply as I lean down to peck her lips.

“I need to pee.” she tells me after kissing me back.

“Thanks for sharing.” I snort.

April and I both get out of bed and make our way to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and take my birth control pill while April sits on the toilet to empty her bladder. Then we switch. I pee while April uses a new toothbrush I keep in the apartment.

“Shit, my pills are at home.” April realizes. “I should order a ride.”

“No need to pay for a ride. I can drive you.” I offer. “Just let me shower.”

“Would you like some company?” April offers.

“I’d love some.” I smile.

We don’t make love in the shower. However, we do enjoy soaping up each others young, supple bodies. Once we’re clean and dry, we make our way through my small apartment to pick up our discarded clothing. It’s scattered quite a bit.

“Fuck!” April curses.

“What?” I ask.

“That piece of shit kept my panties!” she rolls her eyes in disgust.

“You did give them to him.” I smirk.

“That was before I knew he was a cheating piece of shit!” April states vehemently. “Ugh, I can’t believe I let him inside me!”

“I know what you mean.” I sigh. “I had a bad one night stand, not too long ago.”

“Really?” she wonders.

“Yeah.” I sniffle as tears form. “He called me ‘Bitch’.”

“I’m sorry, Stacey.” April says as she walks up to me and hugs me.

“It’s okay, it happens.” I reply as I hug her back.

Soon, we realize we can’t waste the entire morning. I get dressed in clean clothes, while April puts on her green dress. She’s going commando, but nothing can be done about it. She has more underwear at her apartment, anyway.

April and I decide to spend the day together. We head into her apartment so that April can take her birth control pill and change into fresh clothes. Then we decide to do what so many women do when they’re feeling down; go shopping!

We spend the day shopping, going out to eat, and we even catch a movie after dinner. I find the cutest pair of shoes on sale! A couple of guys do try to chat us up at the mall, but we just sling our purses over our shoulders and continue on our way. We don’t need this right now! Throughout the day, I also occasionally text Kayla.

Stacey: How are you doing?

Kayla: Not bad. The news networks have stopped calling.

Stacey: That’s good!

Kayla: There is an article about the kidnapping in the local news, unfortunately.

Stacey: Not much you can do about that.

Kayla: Yeah… the whole school will probably find out eventually. Anyway, how are you?

Stacey: My friend April and I brought a guy home last night.

Kayla: How did that go?

Stacey: Fine, at first. Until we found out he is engaged.

Kayla: And I’m guessing she isn’t okay with him sleeping around?

Stacey: Probably not, since he lied and said he was single. April slapped him, he shoved her.

Kayla: Is she okay?

Stacey: Yeah, April’s a tough girl.

Kayla: I’d like to meet her sometime.

Stacey: I’d like that. 🙂

Kayla: Busy Sunday?

Stacey: Nah, just spending the day with April. You?

Kayla: Well, Ashley and Marcia are still being kept away from the mansion. 🙁

Stacey: I’m sorry.

Kayla: I’m spending the day with Daddy, Lexi, Nicole, and Hazel.

Stacey: A lot of fucking? 😉

Kayla; That’s the plan! Oh, and game night tonight.

Stacey: Game night?

Kayla: New/old tradition. We play board games together as a family every Sunday.

Stacey: Oh. That sounds fun.

Kayla: Don’t give up hope. I want you to get an invitation someday.

Stacey: Thank you.

April keeps me from getting too depressed, thankfully. She can tell when I’m down and has this way of making me smile. I’m lucky to have her. We walk holding hands, our fingers laced, not caring if any narrow-minded people glare at two women together. They aren’t worth acknowledging anyway.

“Maybe we should move in together.” I comment during dinner.

“Really?!” April exclaims, pure joy on her face.

“Yeah, but no sharing a room!” I laugh.

“Fine, fine!” April says after swallowing a bite of food. “I’ll sleep on the couch for a couple months, I don’t care.”

“Are you sure?” I wonder.

“I am.” April nods.

“When do you wanna move in?” I ask.

“Memorial Day weekend?” April suggests. “I assume you aren’t working either?”

“No, I’m off.” I smile. “I’ll help you move!”

After dinner, we go to a movie. We split a large bucket of popcorn as we enjoy the show. Then, I drive April home. She kisses me goodbye before heading into her apartment building. Finally, I drive home and go up to my apartment.

I strip down to my birthday suit and climb into bed. Spreading my legs, I finger myself to a very pleasant orgasm as I imagine Steven making love to me. I moan his name as I cum. Then I think about April slurping the creampie out of me. With a sigh, I curl up under the covers and fall asleep naked.

My alarm wakes me up Monday morning. I go through my morning routine; pee, take my pill, shower. Then I dress in a business skirt and jacket. Getting in my car, I start the drive to work. It isn’t long before I’m walking into the office. Ten minutes later, the love of my life walks in.

“Good morning, Stacey.” Steven says with a smile.

“Good morning, Sir.” I reply.

Steven disappears into his office. He leaves the door open, but I am not going to just follow him in. Instead, I turn to my computer and start working. I make a couple of phone calls and answer over a dozen emails. Finally, I actually do need to talk to my boss.

“Sir?” I call out as I knock softly.

“Yes, Stacey?” Steven asks as he looks up from his desk.

“Ken, the owner of YouInvest wants to set up another golf game. His assistant just emailed me.” I tell him.

“Oh, okay. No problem.” Steven sighs. He does not look excited. “When?”

“Sunday.” I answer.

“That’s fine.” Steven nods.

“Won’t interfere with game night?” I wonder.

“You know about game night?” he frowns in confusion.

“I may be out of your personal life, but I still talk to Kayla.” I explain nervously. “I hope that’s okay?”

“Of course it is!” Steven exclaims. “I just didn’t know.”

“Um, I know other things as well.” I bite my lower lip, afraid of his reaction.

“Oh?” he asks, his eyes boring into mine.

“Yeah, I know why you left early on Thursday and weren’t in on Friday.” I admit before taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry, this is none of my business. I just, I care about you and want to be part of your life. I thought you should know that Kayla told me. I didn’t ask! I swear, I didn’t ask! She volunteered the information when she reached out to me.”

“Close the door.” Steven states firmly.

I walk nervously toward the door, afraid I’m about to get fired. I’m probably being irrational, but I really am scared right now. I shut the door before turning around and taking a seat in the chair in front of Steven’s desk. The one I usually sit in when we have lunch together.

“Sir?” I inquire when he doesn’t speak for a few seconds.

“I’m sorry, Stacey.” he finally says, surprising me.

“What? Why?” I ask stupidly.

“For not telling you everything myself.” Steven answers. “I care about you, and I want you in my life. We can’t have sex, but that shouldn’t change our friendship.”

“No, I understand!” I exclaim. “It was Kayla’s privacy you were protecting. She’s your daughter! But yeah, she told me about Keith, and the kidnapping.”

“That’s why I was being secretive about that guy I hired, by the way.” he says. “I hired a PI to investigate Keith.”

“Oh! That makes sense.” I nod. “How is Kayla doing? And Lexi?”

“They’re both doing well. Thank you.” Steven smiles. “Keith’s bail hearing is this morning. I’m waiting to hear back from the detective regarding how it goes.”

“I wish they could give him the death penalty!” I snarl.

“I know the feeling.” Steven agrees. “I’m definitely glad they couldn’t reattach his penis. Uh, Kayla told you about that, right?”

“She did.” I confirm. “I know she bit it off.”

“Ouch.” Steven winces. “I mean, he deserved it, but seriously, ouch.”

“He definitely deserved it!” I exclaim before speaking in a softer voice. “And, Steven, how are you?”

“It’s tough.” he sighs after taking a deep breath. “I have to be strong for Kayla, but I’m so overwhelmed, you know? She’s my baby, and she went through Hell.”

I look at Steven with sad eyes, seeing not my boss, not even my lover, but my friend. Tears appear in the corner of my baby blues at almost the exact same time that Steven starts to tear up. I bite my lower lip as affection for this man wells up inside me.

Reacting purely on instinct, I stand up. Seeing what I’m doing, Steven stands up as well. I make my way around his desk until I’m standing in front of him. We wrap our arms around each other and share a tight hug. His hand buries in my hair as I rub his back softly.

Steven and I support each other for a couple minutes, only then does he release me. I reluctantly let him go, but make sure to kiss his cheek as we pull apart. He smiles at me. I smile back before returning to my seat.

“Thanks, Stacey.” Steven smiles as he sits back down and wipes his eyes. “I needed that.”

“My pleasure, Sir.” I nod. It really is. Fuck, I love him so much.

We talk for a little longer about his troubles. He’s so overwhelmed with everything the girls are going through. He is doing everything he can to try and be strong for them. They’re so lucky to have him in their lives. Eventually, the topic dies down and I bring something else up.

“I know about you and Kayla.” I admit.

“What do you think of that?” he wonders.

“It was really shocking at first.”I acknowledge. “After thinking about it for awhile, I understand. You two have a special bond.”

“Thank you for understanding.” Steven smiles. “You’re a great friend.”

“I, um, also know that congratulations are in order. Dad.” I give him a small grin.

“Yeah, Hazel’s pregnancy was a shock to all of us.” he chuckles. “Thank you again!”

“You’re welcome.” I reply.

“So, now that you’re all caught up, what’s new in Stacey’s life?” Steven asks.

“Oh, not much.” I shrug. “April is going to move in after all.”

“Gonna share a bed?” he inquires.

“No.” I shake my head. “She’ll get the couch until we can find a bigger place.”

“She must really wanna live with you.” Steven observes.

“Yeah, and she’s short. She’ll fit just fine on the couch.” I giggle.

“Still, no bedroom is rough.” he states.

“It is. I’m glad she’s moving in though. Memorial Day weekend, we decided.” I tell him.

“Let me know if you need help with anything.” Steven offers.

“Thank you, that’s really sweet.” I smile. Fuck, I love this man.

“My pleasure.” he inclines his head.

“Oh! Before I forget, Ken wanted something else as well.” I say, changing the subject.

“Sure, what?” Steven asks.

“A big meeting the week after golf with a couple of lawyers. To go over the terms of the sale.” I answer.

“Sure, no problem. Set it up.” he instructs.

“I will.” I nod.

“Our usual place for lunch?” Steven suggests.

“Sounds good. I’ll put the order in soon and go pick it up.” I nod. “Want the usual?”

“Definitely. I’m in the mood for something greasy.” he responds.

Our conversation continues for a little while longer. Then I reluctantly head back to work. I let out a sigh as I sit at my desk and email Ken’s assistant to set up the golf game and meeting. A small smile does cross my lips, I know everything now. Sure, Steven isn’t the one to tell me, but I’m still part of his life again. I love it!

~Hazel~

Monday morning. I struggle to wake up as always, even though I can sleep later now that I don’t have to make breakfast for my brothers. I wonder if my parents are doing it now. Probably not. Scott is old enough now, maybe he’s cooking.

Tears form in my eyes as I think about my brothers. Do they miss me? Does little Michael even understand why I’m gone? Fuck! I’m usually such a strong person! Now, I don’t even recognize the person I’m becoming. What is happening to me?

With a sigh, I throw the covers off of my nearly-naked body. I go through my morning routine before slipping on a pair of clean panties and a robe. Putting my long, brown hair into its usual ponytail, I make my way down to the dining room to meet Steven, Lexi, and Kayla for breakfast.

After breakfast, I insist on cleaning up to help earn my keep. Then Steven kisses all three of us girls before heading to the home gym for his morning workout. Kayla, Lexi, and I hop in the car and start the drive to school. We don’t take my car, thankfully. I’m down to about half a tank of gas. I have no money to refill the tank, and I refuse to ask Steven. I can’t. He’s doing too much for me already.

Before school, five of the six Slut-sisters have our morning chat. Marcia and Ashley are still having a lot of problems with their parents. We all talk about prom, and our concerns that the parents will try and stop Ashley and Marcia from spending the night at Steven’s. Fortunately, the guys’ parents are still living in blissful ignorance. My parents don’t even know their names, so they have no way of calling Josh, Shawn, or Ian’s parents.

I say goodbye to my Slut-sisters and go to homeroom. I spend homeroom texting the girls, continuing our earlier conversation. This time, Nicole is able to join in, since we’re texting. She commiserates with us about prom, and hopes everything works out.

Kayla also brings up that various students are looking at her. Seems like the news is out. Fuck. Apparently, Stephanie comes up to Kayla and hugs her. Everyone knows. At least most people are considerate enough to not say anything to Kayla.

“Hazel! Wait up!” Brittney’s voice calls out after I leave homeroom.

“Oh, hi Brittney.” I reply as I turn to face her.

“How are you doing? I heard about Kayla and Lexi!” she exclaims.

“Has everyone heard about it?” I wonder.

“Uh, yeah, I think so.” Brittney shrugs. “I heard about it this morning, then I checked the news and read the article.”

“How much information does the article give out?” I ask.

“Not much, it doesn’t mention anyone by name, but we know it’s about Lexi and Kayla.” Brittney answers. “Is Keith still in jail?”

“Yeah, his bail hearing is today.” I tell her.

“I hope they throw away the key!” Brittney nods.

“Me, too.” I agree. “Do you mind if we talk about something else?”

“Right, sorry!” she exclaims as we walk down the hall. “I heard you almost became a porn star?”

“Well, that is something else. Guess I walked into that.” I sigh, making Brittney giggle. “Yeah, I couldn’t go through with it. I feel bad I made Peter waste his time.”

“It’s okay, he’s not mad!” Brittney insists. “I did another movie over the weekend, actually.”

“Oh yeah?” I ask out of politeness, not interest.

“Yup! It was fun. Anal pays extra!” she tosses her blonde hair over her shoulder as I arrive at my first class. “I know you have to get to class, but quick question; do you wanna come to a party Friday night?”

“A frat party?” I wonder.

“Of course!” Brittney giggles.

“I don’t know if I should…” I frown.

“C’mon, you’ll have fun! No pressure, we can just hang out! What else are you gonna do?” she smiles.

She has a point. What else am I gonna do? Stay in the mansion, where I don’t belong? Hide in that room as I miss my brothers. Fuck that! I’m not fat yet, I’m still hot. And I’m single. I can do anything I want!

“Count me in.” I nod and smile.

“Great! I’ll text you!” Brittney says before disappearing into the sea of students.

My morning classes pass by slowly. I text Brittney, I text the Slut-sisters, and I respond to Steven’s text, letting him know that I’m doing just fine. It’s a lie. I miss my brothers. During the morning, I end up caving and texting Scott, my only brother with his own phone.

Hazel: How are you doing?

Scott: I’m not supposed to talk to you.

Hazel: I know. 🙁 Just delete the texts, Mom and Dad will never know.

Scott: I guess that’ll work. They check my phone every night now.

Hazel: I’m sorry. That’s my fault.

Scott: It’s okay, I’m not doing anything they don’t approve of.

Hazel: Unlike me.

Scott: Are you really pregnant?

Hazel: Yes. You’re gonna be an uncle!

Scott: With a niece or nephew I can never see. 🙁

Hazel: :'(

Scott: Mom and Dad said you’re no longer part of the family.

Hazel: Do you agree?

Scott: No. You’re my big sister. I love you.

Hazel: I love you, too! How are Daniel and Michael?

Scott: Daniel’s okay. Michael really misses you.

Hazel: I miss all three of you.

Scott: Is there any way you can make up with Mom and Dad?

Hazel: I don’t think so. They made it clear I’m not welcome.

Scott: They keep asking me if I know the names of your friends so they can call.

Hazel: I wish they weren’t dragging you into it.

Scott: Our parents had a meeting with the pastor. They came out looking pissed.

Hazel: They probably got a lecture about how horrible their daughter is.

Scott: I’m sorry. 🙁

Hazel: We’ll keep in touch, right?

Scott: Just make sure you only text me when you know I’m not around our parents.

Hazel: I will. Thank you, Scott.

Scott: You’re welcome.

I end up taking a couple bathroom breaks during my early classes so I can cry in peace. The conversation with Scott has me really emotional. Finally, the morning classes are over and it’s time to head to lunch. I’m leaving the bathroom after my third cry of the day when I run into Dan.

“Hi, Hazel!” Dan says, giving me a charming smile.

“Dan. Hi.” I nod as I sniffle and wipe away the last of my tears. Why is Dan talking to me? We barely know each other. “Heading to lunch?”

“Yeah, then I saw how upset you looked.” he explains. “Are you okay, Hazel?”

“Uh, yes. I am. Thanks, Dan.” I mumble. Wow, even self-centered Dan notices I’m upset. I must look awful. “I’m just kinda emotional this morning.”

“Is it Kayla and Lexi?” Dan wonders. “I heard what happened with Keith.”

“Damn, everyone really does know.” I comment before lying. “And yeah, I just feel so bad for them.”

“Understandable.” he nods in sympathy. “Everyone does know. There was the news article we all read, which does mention Keith, but not the girls. I guess someone figured it out. I wanted to show my support and talk to Kayla, but I had no idea what to say to her.”

“It’s probably best she’s left alone right now.” I tell him as we walk down the hall.

“Yeah, you’re probably right.” he sighs as he completely changes the subject. “Hey, are you going to the Prom with anyone?”

“I’m taking Lexi, since her boyfriend can’t come, and I’m single.” I answer.

“Oh.” Dan says, looking genuinely disappointed. “I was gonna suggest we go together, but you girls have fun.”

“Thanks, Dan.” I smile. “And I’m sorry. I am surprised a handsome guy like you doesn’t have a date already! Prom is in less than two weeks.”

“I, uh, really wanted to go with Kayla, but she’s seeing Ian.” Dan explains.

“You crushing on my girl?” I wonder with a smirk as I hip-check him playfully.

“Yeah, maybe.” he acknowledges with a grin that shows off his nice dimples. “When she said she was going with Ian, I did ask a few other girls that I, uh, know. They all turned me down.”

“Aw! I’m sorry, Dan!” I exclaim. The poor boy does look sad as we walk down the hall with students milling about.

“Apparently, I’m a selfish asshole.” Dan says, looking really upset.

“You do have a reputation for, well, wham bam, thank you, ma’am.” I say with a wince.

“Wow, nothing’s a secret at this school.” he chuckles nervously as he runs his fingers through his perfect hair.

I’m about to say I need to get to lunch when I realize that Dan is definitely upset. I know the feeling. What the hell? Maybe I can help him out a bit. I reach out and squeeze his upper arm reassuringly before speaking.

“Do you need to talk?” I offer.

“Maybe.” Dan admits.

“C’mon.” I say.

Gripping him firmly by the shoulder, I guide Dan through the hallway until we get away from the crowd. After making sure no one is looking, I lead Dan into a semi-dark classroom. Once I shut the door, I drop my backpack and purse on a desk beside Dan’s backpack. Then I turn to face him.

“We’re just talking.” I hold up my pointer finger to indicate I’m serious.

“Hey, I got it!” he raises his hands in a non-threatening gesture. “I can just do the talking thing.”

“Not from what I’ve heard.” I smirk.

“That’s the problem!” he suddenly exclaims. “I used to have no problem getting a date!”

“Until you fucked half the Senior class?” I offer with a raised eyebrow.

“Now no one will go out with me!” he whines.

“Maybe you should have treated those girls better.” I suggest, my hands on my hips.

“I didn’t treat them badly!” Dan insists.

“You used your looks and charm to get them to spread their legs, then you only cared about your own pleasure.” I roll my eyes.

“Um, well, maybe.” he sighs.

“Dan, have you ever even eaten pussy?” I ask.

“Why would I do that?” he asks, making a face.

“Because it’s called returning the favor!” I say with an exasperated laugh. “You like having your dick sucked, don’t you?”

“Yes, of course.” he nods and smirks.

“Did it ever occur to you that maybe a girl likes having her pussy eaten?” I inquire. I can’t believe this actually needs to be explained.

“I never really thought about it, but yeah, I guess so.” Dan frowns.

“And that maybe, if you made a girl feel good, she might want you again?” I continue, getting to my point.

“Oh! So you’re saying that if I make an effort to make sure the girl enjoys it, she’ll come back for more?” he says, realization finally dawning on him. “You know, instead of saying she never wants to see me again…”

“Yes, Dummy!” I actually reach forward and playfully bonk him on the head with my palm. “The girl gets a good cum, and you get more pussy. Everyone wins!”

“Hazel?” he asks with a guilty expression.

“Yes?” I reply.

“How do I make sure the girl enjoys it?” he wonders.

I open my mouth to answer, but stop and frown. Then I smile, an idea occurring to me. Yes, this will be poetic justice. It will also help Dan. I kick off my shoes. Dan looks at me in confusion, which turns to excitement when I reach for the button of my jeans.

Bending my knees, I shimmy out of my jeans and underwear. Then I stand up and look at Dan as I stand before him completely bottomless. I’m wearing just a pair of white socks, along with my shirt and bra.

“Dan, you’re gonna eat my pussy.” I state firmly.

“I don’t know how.” Dan sighs as he gazes at the juncture between my legs.

“I’ll teach you, come here.” I say, offering my hand.

He takes it. I lead Dan over to the teacher’s desk. Then I climb up on it and scoot my little ass forward until I’m sitting at the edge. Spreading my legs wide, I show Dan everything I have to offer. He looks at my wet slit with lust as I reach between my legs and spread my labia with two fingers.

“Get on your knees and examine me.” I order. “I know you’ve had a lot of pussy, but you’ve never had your face down there before.”

“Okay.” he nods as he complies.

“You’ve heard of the clitoris, right?” I inquire as I point to my love button.

“Yes.” he nods.

“When you go down on me, I want you to lick all around my vulva, but pay special attention to my clit. It’ll make me feel good.” I explain.

Dan nods in agreement before reaching out and gripping my thighs. He leans forward and tentatively licks me. I let out a soft gasp as I feel his tongue on my labia. It takes time, but he is soon licking me with much more enthusiasm.

“Oh, that’s good, yes!” I hiss as I grip Dan’s head in both hands. “Listen to my moans, when they get faster, I’m enjoying what you’re doing. So, you should keep doing it.”

His strong hands squeeze my thighs as his tongue finally finds my clit. He doesn’t know to suck on it, but he does a good job flicking it with his tongue. My toes curl in my socks as I pull my legs back to make sure Dan has room to get his face right in my box.

“Stick your fingers in me!” I hiss.

Soon, Dan is sawing two fingers in and out of me while tonguing my clit. Not bad at all! I get to help someone, and I get my pussy eaten. Win-win. I push Dan’s face into my pussy as I buck my hips against him, moaning and panting my pleasure.

“I want you to curl your fingers up toward the roof of my vagina.” I moan as he complies. “Feel that patch of skin?”

“Mm!” Dan nods as he munches away at me while curling his fingers up.

“That’s my G-spot.” I explain. “Rubbing that makes me feel really- Oh God, yes! Just like that!”

For several minutes Dan eats me. He needs practice, but he isn’t bad for a first-timer. At least he’s trying, for once. When the time comes, I release his head and grip the edges of the desk. Then I throw my head back and announce my orgasm.

“I’m cumming! I’m cumming for you! Fuck! Fuck!” I screech.

Dan is on his feet in a flash. He unbuttons his jeans and slides them down to his feet, along with his boxers. He strokes his cock several times as he gets between my legs while staring directly at my opening. That’s when I slide my hands between my legs, covering my vulva.

“No.” I state.

“What? What do you mean?” he asks in shock.

“You’ve been cumming into every pussy in the school, giving no one any release. This is what it feels like.” I state as I lightly shove him back so I can stand up.

“So, what am I supposed to do?” he wonders, his jaw hanging open.

“Go to the bathroom and rub one out.” I shrug as I pull my panties on. “It’s called blue-balls, Dan.”

“It sucks!” Dan exclaims.

“Yes, it does.” I agree as I put my jeans on and step into my shoes. As I bend down to tie my shoes, I continue speaking. “Now you know how those girls feel.”

“Fuck!” he hisses as he puts his penis away.

“Sex should be pleasurable for both parties, Dan. It’s time you learned that.” I state. “Tell you what, meet me here tomorrow during lunch. Do a good job and I’ll take care of you.”

“Really?” Dan asks, his eyes brightening.

“Only if you’re good.” I reach out and lightly tap his cheek while leaning in and pecking his lips.

“Hazel?” he calls out as I’m walking away.

“Yes?” I look over my shoulder to face him.

“Thank you.” Dan smiles.

“You’re welcome, Dan.” I grin.

For a brief moment, I feel like myself again. Hot, in control. Confident. I let out a breath as I take out my hair elastic, gather up my hair, and fix my ponytail. Then I make my way to the cafeteria and join the group for lunch.

“Where have you been?” Ashley wonders when I sit down.

“Sorry, I wasn’t feeling well so I went to the bathroom.” I lie smoothly.

“Oh, right.” Kayla says, realization in her eyes.

Josh and Shawn don’t know about the pregnancy. They don’t know that Kayla and Lexi are rape victims. They don’t know about the Slut-sisterhood. They will soon. I eat my lunch slowly as the three couples flirt. I’m not sure how I feel. Am I lonely? I love being single and hot. Still, I can see the appeal of being in a relationship. Having someone to depend on. No, I can’t think like this. I can only depend on myself.

Lunch is over. I go to my first afternoon class. I get as much homework done as I can, so I don’t have to do it tonight. Then I head to my next class. Partway through, my phone buzzes. I take it out and start texting with the Slut-sisters.

Kayla: Daddy texted me. Keith was denied bail!

Marcia: That’s great! The bastard deserves it!

Nicole: He’s out of the hospital?

Kayla: Sort of, he’s in the prison hospital.

Lexi: Learning to live without a cock! Fuck him!

Ashley: I walked by David earlier. Can’t believe he’s allowed at school.

Hazel: Piece of shit shouldn’t be.

Kayla: I know! Poor Stephanie and Kelsey. 🙁

Nicole: Any idea how they’re doing?

Lexi: I saw Kelsey earlier. She still has the same dead look in her eyes.

Marcia: What about Stephanie?

Kayla: I talked to her, she seems okay. Better than Kelsey, at least.

Ashley: Hopefully, David and Keith both go away for a long time.

Nicole: Trials take awhile, unfortunately.

Hazel: Yeah. 🙁

Lexi: At least Keith will be in jail while waiting for his trial.

Marcia: David gets to be free to terrorize more women?

Nicole: I doubt even he’d be that stupid.

Ashley: It still sucks that the girls he hurt have to see him every single day. 🙁

Kayla: We’ll be okay. I’m mostly worried about Kelsey.

We text a little while longer, our conversation becoming less serious when we change the subject to Prom. I decide on some honesty, and tell the girls about Dan asking me. After a little teasing, I assure Lexi that she’s the one I want to go with. Which is the truth.

I get in the car as Lexi, Kayla, and I drive back to the mansion. It’s not my home. I don’t belong here. I don’t belong anywhere anymore. I hold back tears as we do our homework in the main living room while watching television.

Steven comes home and kisses all three of us. Then our group of four has a magnificent dinner. I can’t pay for this. I have nothing. I once again insist on cleaning up, making Steven sigh exasperatingly. Too bad. I need to earn my keep somehow.

After dinner, the four of us watch television. Steven cuddles with Lexi and Kayla while I sit in my usual armchair. When the movie ends, Lexi suggests a foursome in the master bedroom. I excuse myself, saying I’m not feeling up to it. Instead, Lexi and Kayla head into the bedroom with Steven.

I strip down to my panties as I lay in the bed Steven provides me and think about the day. Everything with Dan makes me smile. Everything else makes me sad. I’m pregnant. I’m gonna get fat! I have no money. I’m alone. Part of me wants to be alone, part of me wants everyone here with me right now.

Conflicting emotions and thoughts race through me as I curl up in a little ball and cry. My sobs are echoing around the room as my body shakes. I actually take out my hair elastic and let my long, brown hair cascade down my back. That’s how I fall asleep, with tears on my cheeks.

I wake up Tuesday morning with dry tears on my face. The day starts the same as Monday. Shower, breakfast, kiss Steven goodbye, head to school with Lexi and Kayla. Morning chat with the Slut-sisters, then I finally go to homeroom.

The girls notice that I’m emotional today. They text me in our group chat, which soon brings Nicole into the conversation. I insist that I’m okay, just a little sad. The truth? I feel like a failure. My family is gone. I have no one. I’m taking charity from the kindest man on the planet, and there’s nothing I can do to repay him. I’m even making him take care of a child that probably isn’t his. I suck.

My morning classes end, and I text the Sluts, telling them that I’m not feeling well again and gonna skip lunch. Josh and Shawn might get suspicious, but whatever. I’m wearing tight jean-shorts and a cute top as I make my way to the same unused classroom.

“Hey, Hazel! Looking good.” Dan compliments as he admires my tan skin and brown hair.

“Thanks! Ready to see if you’ve improved?” I tease as I tousle his hair while walking by him and into the classroom. I’m hot. I know I’m hot.

“Ready!” Dan grins as he shuts the door and sets his backpack down.

I drop my backpack and purse onto a desk before kicking off my shoes and sexily sliding out of my jean-shorts and panties. Dan eyes my bottom half with lust. I smirk and spin around, showing him my bum as I walk to the teacher’s desk.

Soon, I’m up on the desk with my legs spread while Dan gets on his knees. This time there’s no hesitation. He grips my thighs and happily goes down on me. I’m moaning heavily as I grip his head tightly while whispering encouragements.

“Oh, yeah, right there! Lick me there!” I beg. “Just like that! Lick my pussy! Eat me! Eat me!”

I have an orgasm. It’s nice. Steven and my Slut-sisters are better clam divers, but it’s definitely nice to be able to cum in the middle of the day. It’s a great distraction! I don’t let Dan stop right when I cum, instead I encourage him to eat me through my orgasm, intensifying the feelings.

“I think someone deserves a reward.” I husk when Dan lifts his head to look at me. The bottom half of his face is dripping in pussy juice.

“I want to be inside you.” he moans.

“Get your cock out!” I order as I stand up, spin around, and bend over the desk.

Dan gets behind me and starts caressing my butt cheeks. He squeezes them in his hands before giving my bum a light slap. I giggle and wiggle my naked ass. His hands leave me for a few seconds, and I can hear him getting out of his pants.

He’s inside me. Dan is inside me. He grips my hips as he starts pushing into me from behind. I grip the edges of the desk as I look straight ahead, my body jerking forward with each thrust. My teeth are bared, and I’m grunting each time Dan pushes his entire length up my cunt.

“Ah, fuck!” he grunts after no more than thirty seconds.

I actually sigh and lower my head when I feel him squirting inside me. Dan holds onto my butt cheeks as he backs up, pulling his cock out of me. I stand up and hold my hand over my pussy as I waddle over to my purse.

Taking out some tissues, I clean up my pussy. Then I throw the tissues in the trash as Dan dresses. Searching around, I find my discarded clothes and dress myself. Then I look at Dan with my hands on my hips.

“What did you do wrong?” I ask.

“Um, what?” he replies stupidly.

“Dan, someone has to say it; you came in barely thirty seconds, and all you did was rut into me until you were finished.” I roll my eyes.

“W-what else was I supposed to do?” he stammers.

“Well, for starters, how did it feel?” I wonder.

“Fucking amazing!” Dan grins. “You’re really tight!”

“That’s something you could have done differently. Women like to feel desired, wanted.” I explain. “I love a manly grunt, so you can definitely keep doing that, but you can also say something like ‘you feel so good’ or ‘you’re so tight’. Make sense?”

“Yeah, I can do that!” he nods.

“Also, I know it isn’t easy to keep from cumming, but a girl wants a guy who can last a little while.” I teach. “Next time, when you feel like you’re about to cum, you can pull out and slap my pussy with it before shoving yourself back in. Or finger me. Or lower your head and eat me for a few seconds.”

“Oh, do something to keep myself from cumming so I can last in you longer?” he wonders.

“Exactly.” I nod.

“Okay, I’ll try.” Dan promises.

“Good!” I exclaim as I walk up to him and peck his lips again. “Now, go get lunch.”

“Same time tomorrow?” he asks hopefully.

“Yes.” I confirm.

I don’t go to lunch. Instead, I kill some time wandering the halls until it’s time for my afternoon classes. During my classes, I text Steven, the Slut-sisters, and Scott. Scott tells me that our parents don’t know he’s talking to me. Good.

Lexi drives us home today. I sit beside her while Kayla sits in back. We try to switch it up so that I’m not always in the back. It’s sweet of Kayla and Lexi to try and make me feel like I belong. I wish for it to be true. It isn’t.

Our Tuesday afternoon is very similar to Monday. Homework until Steven gets home, then dinner. We do play a couple board games while watching television. I actually get a craving for cum and decide the feel of a hard dick in my mouth can only be a good thing.

Lexi and Kayla giggle and watch me get on my knees to suck off Steven. I love when he wraps my ponytail around his wrist and pulls me along his cock. Steven can be rough, but he’s always rough in the way the girl wants. He knows exactly what to do.

I suck him for a good ten minutes before warns me that he’s about to shoot. Reaching around to grip his ass cheeks, I suck as hard as I can, drawing his semen out of his balls and into my willing mouth. He cums. Hard. I show Steven and the girls my cum-filled mouth before swallowing. Steven gives my titty a quick squeeze before I stand up.

“You swallowed?!” Lexi asks in annoyance.

“We wanted some!” Kayla pouts.

“Sorry, Sluts!” I giggle. “All mine!”

A foursome invitation comes up again. I once again turn them down. I’m not sure why. I love Steven, I love my Slut-sisters. I guess part of me is pushing them away. I feel so alone. Fuck, what is wrong with me?

I lay in bed in my panties, contemplating my existence. I have no money and an old car. I’m pregnant with no means of supporting myself or my child. I don’t even know how I’ll make college work when I’m taking care of a baby. I fall asleep crying again, overwhelmed with emotions.

Wednesday morning. Lexi drives me to school, while Kayla takes her own car. We go separately because Kayla has therapy after school. During the drive, Lexi asks how I’m doing, I lie and say that I’m fine. I hate lying, but I really don’t wanna talk about it.

I’m able to laugh and tease with the Slut-sisters in the morning before homeroom. Then I go to my morning classes and do my best to pay attention. I’m just so distracted. I text Scott, and he does reply, but he isn’t very talkative. I want to cry.

Lunchtime. I meet up with Dan and we go into our usual empty classroom. Feeling lonely, I place my hands on either side of his face and shove my tongue in his mouth. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close. I’m impressed that he doesn’t go directly for my ass.

Breaking the kiss, I kick off my shoes before reaching up my sundress and grasping the edges of my panties. My eyes never leave Dan’s as I bend at the knees to slide my panties down my legs. Then I place my underwear on the teacher’s desk before climbing up myself, my legs spreading.

“Come have a taste?” I suggest coyly as I trail my fingers along my long, tan legs.

“Gladly!” he smiles. “I love your pussy, Hazel.”

“Mm, you’re learning.” I purr as Dan gets down on his knees and shoves his head up my sundress.

Dan hooks his arms around my legs, gripping my knees as he starts licking my pretty, little cunt. My leg shakes as I bite my lower lip while holding the edges of the desk. I tilt my head back, my mouth opening as I moan loudly.

“Oh God, lick my cunt!” I groan. “Stick your fingers in me! That’s it, Baby! Eat me out! Eat me, eat me!”

Dan still isn’t amazing at eating pussy. He’s at least decent, and soon, I’m panting heavily as an orgasm approaches. My little titties strain against the fabric of my sundress as my back arches and I let out a loud gasping moan.

“Fuck! Oh fuck, oh fuck! Cumming!” I hiss.

“How was that, Babe?” Dan asks when he pulls his head out from under my sundress and smiles up at me.

“You’re getting better.” I gasp as my chest heaves with my heavy breathing.

“My turn?” he wonders, standing up and taking a couple steps back. I can see his bulge, which causes me to lick my lips.

“How do you want me?” I coo as I pull up my sundress to expose myself. I run my fingers along my slit as I shiver and moan. “Want to bend me over and fuck me till I scream? Or should I get on my knees so you can shove it down my slutty throat?”

“Bend over for me, Hazel.” Dan orders as he drops his pants and boxers.

With a sexy smile, I hop down off the desk. Spinning around, I bend over the desk. I toss my long, brown ponytail over my back and grip the edges of the desk. Dan gets behind me and lifts my sundress, placing it on my back and exposing my tight ass.

He’s in me. Fucking me. His hands holding my hips as he grunts with each thrust. My fingers squeeze the edges of the desk as I bare my teeth. It’s nice to have something to distract myself from my sorrows. Just make me feel something, Dan. Anything.

Dan may not be the most skillful lover, but at least he is listening to my suggestions. After about forty-five seconds, he pulls out of me and slaps my ass with his dick. Then he shoves two fingers up my cunt and saws them in and out of me. He even reaches forward with his other hand and squeezes a titty from outside my sundress.

“Oh, Dan! That feels good!” I moan.

“You’re pussy’s amazing, Hazel.” he tells me.

“Mm, good boy.” I coo. “Tell me how good I make you feel. It makes me hot.”

“You feel so good on my cock, Baby.” Dan whispers as he pushes back inside my wet hole. “So. Fucking. Good.”

“Pull my hair, pull my hair!” I beg.

Reaching forward, Dan grabs a fistful of my ponytail. He yanks my head back, making me gasp in pleasure. With one hand holding my hair and the other on my hip, Dan fucks me hard. Feeling the tingling in my scalp and the pounding in my pussy, I screech as I cum.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” I chant as my orgasm crashes into me.

“Holy shit!” Dan gasps as he ejaculates inside me without warning.

“Mm.” I hum as cum paints my insides.

“Y-your pussy!” Dan moans as he pulls out of me and releases my hair. “It was squeezing me so much!”

“You’ve never felt a girl cum on your cock?” I ask as I look over my shoulder at Dan.

“No.” he shakes his head. “I mean, I know you can squeeze your pussy around me, but that was different! It was so much better!”

“I’m glad you enjoyed!” I giggle as I waddle over to my purse to get tissues.

“That was amazing.” he gasps as he puts his penis away. “Same time tomorrow?”

“I don’t know.” I mumble as I clean up my pussy. “My friends are starting to wonder what’s going on with me.”

“Oh.” Dan says, looking upset. “Can’t you come up with an excuse?”

“I’ll try.” I smile as I pull up my panties. “Some tips. First, don’t just thrust. Some girls like being spanked or having their hair pulled. Second, listen to my moans. If you change your speed and it makes me moan louder and faster, keep that speed. Third, fast and hard is fun, but slow and steady will get her off every time. Fourth, dirty talk is your friend. Fifth, we’re having quickies, but don’t just nut and go; girls usually like to cuddle after.”

“Thanks, Hazel. For everything.” he whispers before leaning in and kissing me.

“You’re welcome.” I reply after kissing him back.

I make another excuse when I arrive at lunch late. I can tell the girls are suspicious, but they don’t say anything. They do text me after lunch and ask me what’s going on. I just say that I’m pregnant and emotional, so I need the time to myself. My Slut-sisters seem to understand.

My afternoon classes go by relatively quickly. I spend the lessons texting. I text Scott, Steven, my Slut-sisters, and Brittney. Dan even shoots me a text at one point. Then, when school ends, I get in the car with Lexi and we drive back to the mansion. Her home, not mine.