Rough Waters

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<<< ***Reed*** <<<

It was only for a couple of seconds, but it felt like hours. Time seemed to pause while I watch Mom look at us, slack jawed and mid shout, while my cock bathe Christy’s face with my sperm.

“Reed!” My father shouted. “You…! You…! Ohhh! Get fucking dressed! Same goes for you young lady! Two minutes, and when we get back you two better be decent!”

I just heard a sob from my mom as my dad slammed the door behind them.

Stunned, Christy and I looked at one another and didn’t move. Then, like a dense fog, it finally hits us and we tripped over one another while trying to get dressed.

“Oh Reed, what am I going to do!” She cried as she wiped the cum off her face with her finger and then shove it into her mouth. That was hit, to be honest, that she can still act like a slut while our lives are literally falling into pieces.

“We just need to be calm, alright? Calm…. Shit, why didn’t I lock the door!?”

We focused on getting ourselves dressed and, for Christy at least, getting herself decent looking. Her hair is a mess, and I helped wipe up all the saliva and cum off her chest and chin.

When my parents came back, she and I sat on the bed, juxtaposed, and fully dressed.

My dad rubbed his face in frustration while my mom rubs his back. “What are you two doing? Huh?”

I was about to explain, but he snapped at me, “and don’t tell me ‘sex’ you smart ass! Seriously, you two are… are… did you two even wear a condom!?”

“We, Um… ran out,” Christy said shyly.

“Ran out? Ran out!? How much did you… ugh…!”

Christy went to her little purse and produced the box of empty condom box.

“This is… XXL size… 24 in a pack… 24!? You’ve had sex 24 times already!? I… I mean, I just… a-anyway, it’s a school night, why are you two having sex on a school night!?” My dad started again.

“That’s right! Reed, don’t you have a test tomorrow? What if you’re late for school?” My mother added and I’m starting to get confused on what the purpose of this tongue lashing.

“Wait, you’re not mad about us having sex?” I asked and they about laughed at me.

“I’m a little mad, but you shouldn’t do it this late! You have school tomorrow and you need to sleep! We’ll talk when you get home tomorrow.”

I let out a sigh of relief, but that was short lived.

“As for you, Christy, we need to have a word. Living room, please young lady.”

She looked at me and I took her hand and squeezed it. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, I’ll see you tomorrow.”

=== ***Christy*** ===

Their living room seems bigger than last I remember. The cool air wafts through and it felt so much cooler than normal.

Their stares burrowed into my skin. Mr. Margrave has his arms crossed before him while Mrs. Margrave has her legs crossed and her hands over her knees.

“So, um… you have a lovely home,” I then added an uneasy laugh.

“Christy you’ve been here plenty of times before,” Mrs. Margrave said stoically, “but I understand your nervousness.”

Mr. Margrave relaxed his stance and so did Mrs. Margrave. They leaned in closer to me, and a smile formed around Mrs. Margrave.

“So, is he good?“

What?

They both looked at me eagerly, waiting for me to spill the proverbial beans. Why are they curious about Reed and his sex life? It’s a bit disconcerting.

“Um, he’s fine. It’s not a big deal.”

Then a flash of disappointment don’t across their face. It was for a split second, but tit was clear to me.

“Um, well, you two should practice safe sex. Condoms should be worn at all times, okay young lady? I don’t think you’d want to have a child early on. Like I did.”

Oh that’s right. Mrs. Margrave is only 34. She had Reed as a teenager, but thankfully her parents supported her and Mr. Margrave didn’t fuck off. My parents had me late. They’re in their late 50’s right now.

“I should go. I’ll cal Reed tomorrow,” I said awkwardly and stood up. The couple wanted to ask more questions, but they nodded and saw me off.

“Okay? That’s it!? Oh, I need to have a word with him. No son of mine is going to be an ‘okay’ lover, not while I’m alive!” I hear from behind the heavy door. Mr. Margrave did look like he was expecting a better review of his son’s sexual prowess, but the awkwardness didn’t let me tell them the full truth.

Ah jeez, what did I just do…

I expected my parents to be awake when I snuck back into my room. I was expecting them to be waiting for me. But no, my room was just the way I left it. I was afraid that his parents would out me to mine, but I guess not.

I started touching myself almost as soon as I laid down, just thinking of his cock penetrating me over and over. I imagined myself back in his roomC slobbering all over his thick manhood, feeling it touch the back of my throat and slide in further.

I was close. So close. But no, the feeling drifted away. I sighed in frustration as I begrudgingly went to sleep.

===

Work was slow, especially with the fleeting feeling of my wayward orgasm. Frustration was apparent as my tone with customers were a little on the edge, and Kayla and Angelina took notice.

“Christy, what’s happening with you? That’s the fifth guy you snapped at,” came Angelina’s voice of concern.

“Sorry. I’m sorry. I just… I need to… you know,” I said with a short shrug.

“What? I don’t understand,” she pressed and I sighed again.

“I need to cum again. I was so close last night, so close!”

Angelina and Kayla laughed a little. “Girl, why don’t you just ask your boyfriend? Mr. big dick not laying the pipe enough for you?”

“That’s the thing, he made me cum earlier last night. I came a couple of times, and hard too. But when I got back home, well, In played with myself and I couldn’t make myself cum again.”

The look on their faces shows a hint of jealousy. Are they jealous that I have a boyfriend and they don’t? Are they jealous that I’m sexually active and they’re not?

As the week went on, I gave Reed a bit of space. I didn’t want to wear out my welcome from his home, especially since his parents know we’re both sexually active. We still talked and texted frequently so it wouldn’t seem like I’m ghosting him or anything. But a Friday afternoon, I am met with a slew of panicked texts from him, asking for me to come over.

I knocked on the door and Mrs. Margrave opened the door with a surprised smile.

“Christy! We were wondering when you’d come back! Hubby and I was worried that we, well, scared you off.”

I shyly brushed my hair back and laughed a little. “No, no, sorry Mrs. Margrave. I just wanted you guys to sort it out. May I please talk to Reed? He’s kinda been blowing up my phone.”

She smiled and stepped aside. “Now, are you here for….? Well, you know.”

“Sorry? Oh, no! No. Well, I don’t think I am. He called me over, it sounded urgent.”

A flash of disappointment is on her face for a split second, then followed by a feint face of relief. “Ah, okay. Well, he’s in his room as usual. Are you hungry? *Thirsty*?“

The way she said “thirsty” was kind of… seductive. “I’m fine, thanks Mrs. Margrave, really. I’ll get some water when I need it.”

“Christy, please, call me Violet. I think we’re way past formality.”

I just nodded a little warily and went on to Reed’s room. When I got there, he immediately gave me a hug and was in tears.

“I don’t know what to do. I don’t know what to do!” He cried shakily as his hug tightened a little.

“Babe, what’s wrong? What’s with the tears?” I asked as I rubbed his back. He’s never been like this before.

He sniffled a bit. “Promise me you won’t get mad?”

I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. “Depends on what it is. Now, spill it buster brown.”

He sat me down on his bed and took his phone out. “Um, three things. First, Mikey sent me a dick pic with the caption ‘you’re not big enough for her’ and, well, I had to block him.”

He showed me the picture and, well, I am not impressed. “Baby why are you crying over this? You’re clearly bigger!”

He looked at it and then turned it a little. “I guess. It’s a little disheartening to be on the receiving end of a dick pic. What kind of psychopath sends a dick pic to another man!? Honestly! Anyway, um… Kayla and Angelina has been sending me… nudes.”

“Nudes? Those two? Let me see it.”

I snatched the phone away from him and looked through. Well, I looked through a bunch of messages but there weren’t any from girls I don’t know. In fact, the only girls he texts are me, Kayla, Whitney and Angelina.

Well, there are indeed nudes of Kayla and Angelina. Selfies with their tits out mostly, and one full frontal. The last message is them basically asking, “if you walk into a room and you find me like this, what would you do?”

“Huh. Well, what *would* you do?”

His face twisted in a mixture of confusion and pondering about it. “Wait, what? What *would* I do? What do you mean, obviously I’d say —“

“No, no, no. You’re going to do what you’re good at. Now, babe, show me exactly what you would do to Kayla. Imagine me as her, alright. C’mon, it’s fine to wonder sometimes.”

He cleared his throat and scooted closer to me. “Well, first I would kiss her.”

He ran his hand through my hair and then placed it on the back of my neck. He then tilts my head backward slightly and then we kissed deep and romantic like. His hand went on my cheek as he kissed me deeper and deeper, biting my lips softly and sucking on my tongue.

Then he left me wanting more, until I snapped out of it. “*That’s* how you’d kiss her? It feels like you’re trying to get her mouth pregnant!”

“That’s not fair! I can’t just pretend you’re Kayla!” He countered, and I kind of saw his point.

“Fine, okay what else are you going to do. Tell me, tell me what you’re going to do.”

Now I made sure to lock the door because, as usual, I’m horny and I need me some Vitamin Reed; and I don’t need his parents walking in on us. Again.

“Um, well, I’d lift you up slightly and get you to sit on my lap, then I’ll push your shirt over your breast.”

So he took me by my waist and he placed his hand behind my thigh, pulling me into him and getting me to sit on his lap. Then, he slid my shirt up and started sucking and gently nibbling on my breast.

“I’d tease your tits like this,” he added as the tip of his tongue gently prodded my erect nipples. Then he lightly sucked on it and made popping noises.

“W-What else are you going to do to Kayla?” I moaned softly and he slid a hand down the front of my shorts.

“I’d lean up to her ear and gently bite her earlobes, then I’ll whisper ‘you’re already wet? I didn’t know you’re such a slut, Kayla,’ and then I’d bring my finger out -“ he held out his glistening, slimy finger, “and I’d stick it in her mouth.”

My pussy juice taste like licking the end of a battery, and slightly sour. He pressed down on my tongue and spreads it all over.

“Then I’d ask her ‘how do you taste? Tell me’ and she would say—?”

“I taste so good,” the words crept out of my mouth without my brain’s input. I kept sucking on his fingers, finding a bit more of what I missed in the corners and on the sides of his finger, especially the web between his fingers.

“Then I’d ask her, ‘what do you want?’ and she would reply with?”

“Your cock. Give me your hot cock,” I mewled as I gasped softly, “please, please, I want it. I want it so bad, you have no idea.”

“Kayla you’re such a hot mess. Let me taste your pussy,” he whispered against me. I just nodded and as he laid down, I quickly took my shorts off and then hopped up the bed. I planted my sopping wet pussy on his face and I immediately felt his tongue brush against me.

I felt his fingers spread my pussy lips apart and then he licked each side individually, gently taking them into his lips and pulling at it. Meanwhile, I gorged myself with his hardness while squeezing his balls softly.

“I’d ask Kayla to press her pussy onto my face,” he then added and I put more pressure on him by sitting up straighter. This meant that my mouth didn’t have access to his cock, so I had to stroke it a bit.

“That’s it. Eat Kayla’s pussy. Eat it, babe,” I found myself moaning. “Baby you’re going to make Kayla’s pussy cum! Oh my god you’re making Kayla’s pussy cum!”

He just pulled me onto his face more and I looked down to watch him eat me out. Watching him under me, with his tongue dragging up through my lips and flicking against my clit, matching the cascading pleasure with his action, it’s a whole ‘nother level of feeling.

“Baby put your cock inside Kayla’s pussy please. She really wants it. She wants it bad!”

“How bad,” Reed asked, “how bad does Kayla want my cock inside her pussy?”

“Kayla’s been wanting that dick all week. Kayla needs it!”

I crawled forward, reached back to find his erection, then slid myself down while whimpering.

“B-Bareback again?” He groaned as his hands wrapped around my hips.

“It feels a lot better bareback, don’t you think so?” I grunt as I lean forward a bit, allowing him a full view of my ass.

“It-It does, but what if I—“

“What if you cum inside me? That’s fine. I don’t mind if it’s you,” I moaned happily, “I especially don’t mind if it’s you. Now fuck Kayla’s tight, little pussy.”

Well, I’m this position I have the most control of what happens. I can fuck him how fast and how hard I want, and frankly I want both.

My hips slammed down onto him while his hands rests on top of my hip while his thumb would press down from time to time. Then he would slap my ass a couple of times.

Then, I felt a weird sensation. A sort of tingling, wispy feeling on my back end. “Babe, what are you —“ I gasped in shock when he pressed a thumb against my asshole. “Babe! D-Don’t, that’s dirty!” I cried out but he kept playing with it. He kept pressing his thumb in, threatening to pierce through, and my asshole would pucker and try to let it, but I stopped it. But the sensation. It just adds to the overall experience. This man is dangerous. If I let him, he’ll take my asshole’s virginity too.

“Kayla wouldn’t mind,” he countered. I can’t confirm nor deny if Kayla is into that, but my horny brain is telling me to let him.

“You’re right. Kayla wouldn’t mind it,” I moaned while I went back to bouncing my self on his cock. Feeling his thumb invade my asshole caused me some pain. A little bit, but as time went on it started to feel good. His thumb started to wriggle inside my ass, pressing against the soft walls, and I’ll admit that it made me orgasm again.

“Kayla’s asshole is squeezing my thumb really hard,” he said, “and Kayla’s pussy is trying to milk me out. Did Kayla cum again?”

“K-Kayla came again,” I shuddered. Once I collected myself, with a determined grunt I got up onto my feet and twisted myself around his cock so I can face him, making him whimper and whine in both pain and pleasure. I squat-fucked him while squeezing my tits together. He kept his hand on my waist, keeping me somewhat stable.

That look on his face while I ride him. How his grunts and moans would make his lips purse. How he blinks slowly while my pussy clamps down on him. How he bites his lips while trying to contain himself.

I can hardly contain myself around him. I know it’s not healthy, but every time I’m near him I just want to get fucked or suck his dick. I need to get a grip on myself, especially if we’re going to be long term.

“B-Babe, I’m going to cum soon,” he moaned while his grip tightened around my waist.

“Alright. Okay, babe, you can cum all over Kayla’s face.”

I quickly got down on my knees with Reed standing before me, his cock hanging down and waiting for me. I stroked his shaft while sucking on the head and massaging the balls, just licking up all of his lovely precum that he’s putting out. Within minutes his cock bulged and throbbed, sending waves of cum gushing into my throat, splashing against the back of my throat.

I swallowed it all. While I would love to have my face painted with his delicious cum, his mom is still here and I don’t want to walk past her with stray cum hanging on my hair.

Something about what we just did made him cum extra hard, or maybe it’s because we didn’t have sex for an entire week and he’s saved up plenty in his big balls. Maybe he was really imagining having sex with Kayla.

“F-Fuck, Christy. That was amazing,” he groaned while I licked up as much cum off his glistening cock.

“Thanks for dinner babe,” I smiled while I gave his cock a kiss.

===

“What’s wrong Christy?”

It’s usually a slow day on Wednesdays, and today is no different. Angelina and Kayla are on different parts of the counters, tidying up after the initial breakfast run.

“Nothing, really,” I answered while my mind is elsewhere. Kayley has gotten some tan on herself while Angelina has gotten her hair curled. Meanwhile I’m still as pale as before and I haven’t gotten my hair fixed since high school.

“Oh, did you guys know Whitney got herself a boyfriend? One of the ranch hands, he’s like 25, asked her out!”

Well now we got something to talk about.

“25? Kind of weird asking out and 18 year old,” I said as I got out of my slump. “She’s going out with him?”

“Yup! She’s bringing him over later to introduce him to us.”

The bell hanging over the door rang, and she came in. You speak of the devil and he’s likely to appear.

“Hey guys!” She said, all smiles. Whitney is one of our more… thicker friend. She’s curvy, and has nice big tits. Bigger than mine. Behind her is, I’m guessing, her new boyfriend.

“This is Derek, my boyfriend!” She said with a happy little hop as she couldn’t contain herself. She even spread her arms like she’s presenting him.

“Hey, Derek, how are you,” we all said in unison. A little downtrodden. Derek beamed his perfect smile at us and tipped his straw hat like how a cowboy would.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t y’all happy for me?” She said with a saddened tone.

“We are, it’s just… well…”

Well, as it came to light, Mikey sent Angelina and Kayla a dick pic, and when I told them that Reed got one too, it kinda confused them.

“That’s kind of gay, isn’t it?” Kayla laughed. They were disgusted and sad before, but upon learning Reed got one it brought some sense of humor about it. The ridiculousness that Reed got one diminished their own experience.

“Well, I feel a little better now,” Angelina sighed, “so, Whitney, what’s been going on with you other than having a beau?”

“Don’t downplay it like that now. I got a boyfriend! Aren’t you guys interested in my stories about, well, sexy stuff?”

We all raised our eyebrows. “What do you mean, sexy stuff?”

“Romance and stuff! C’mon!”

The three of us looked at one another. “Whitney, girl, I know you’ve been busy in your ranch and you haven’t spent a lot of time with us, but we’re getting our own dose of romance from Reed and Christy here,” Angelina piped up.

“What!? You’re going out with Reed!?” Whitney gasped. I forget that I hadn’t told her yet.

“Oooh show her the video!” Kayla giggled.

“No! No way! And I need to have a word with you two, by the way!” I corrected her and they both gave an “aww” and pouted.

“You should’ve told me! Oh, I wanted to show off Derek!”

Derek just laughed and sighed, obviously smitten with her. But I have my reservation. Im not entire sure why he’s with someone our age. I want to tell her to be careful, but I need to be subtle about it.

We talked for a bit, they ordered drinks and what not and left. So it’s just me, Kayla and Angelina on a slow Wednesday.

“Why are you two sending nudes to my boyfriend?” I bluntly asked and they’re taken aback.

“Um… I… Shit… Christy, I’m sorry. I was feeling super horny because all you talk about is how Reed is so good in bed. I wasn’t thinking.” Kayla apologized while she backed up next to Angelina.

“Yeah, Christy. Your videos are so hot, that I imagine myself in there.” Angelina added.

I’m honestly not mad about it. They’re both virgins, so it’s only natural for them to start exploring and feeling their sexuality. They’re also exposed to Mikey and my toxic relationship and they’re probably wary about starting their own relationship.

“Well, so you two want to fuck him?”

They stood there, slack jawed. “Excuse me?” Angelina begged, “did I just have a stroke?”

“Christy, are you okay? He’s not mistreating you is he?”

I shrugged. “No, he’s not. In fact, I’m the one doing the mistreating because I’m hogging him to myself. So, you two want to fuck my boyfriend or not?“

They just looked at one another, “Um, at the same time?”

I shrugged. Why the fuck not. “Sure,” I said, “as long as he comes back to me.”

I’m not sure what came over me. I’m not sure what gave me the right to do what I just did, but I have to spin it in a way that Reed will agree.

===

“You did what? Woman, you’re killing me!”

Reed rolled around on his bed, clutching his head and groaning in annoyance.

“Reed, babe, don’t you want to? A lot of guys would kill for a threesome!”

Reed looked me right in the eye. “I’m not most guys babe. Oh what am I going to do! Do you realize what you just did?“

I sat there, blinking at him.

“You just changed the dynamic of our friend group! I’m going to be the guy who had sex with his female friends! God damn it, fuck my life!”

All of a sudden his door opened and his father walked in.

“What’s with all the yelling? And it’s the bad kind of yelling because you two are fully dressed.”

He gave a short chuckle and I kind of snickered at it too.

“Dad! Listen to this, Christy said I should sleep with Angelina and Kayla!”

His father shrugged. “Okay, then do it. You’re supposed to experiment and stuff, just don’t get them pregnant and buy them a gift afterwards. Not a romantic gift, you don’t want to send the wrong message.”

Reed just stood there, wide eyed. “Dad! What the fuck!?”

“Look, when I was your age, well you’re already 2 years old. But, your mom and I would have fun with our friends! It’s okay to experiment! Sleep with guys too, who knows you might be bisexual!”

“Dad! What the fuck, I don’t wanna sleep with guys!”

Mr. Margrave just shrugged. “Hey, I did it and I know that I don’t like guys.”

“Dad!!! Get out, you’re not helping!!”

Mr. Margrave just laughed, “I’ll send your mother in, she’ll want to get her piece in. Oh, you kids… hmm…”

He left the room, a bit of a smile and shaking his head. “Honey, come here and offer your wisdom. Reed’s going to have a threesome!”

“What!?”

We hear running noises coming towards the room and Violet looking at us, slightly haggard and breathing hard and fast. She then recomposed herself and fixed her hair.

“I hear you’re going to have a threesome,” she said smoothly while fixing her blouse.

“Mom, I’m not —“

“Let me give you some unsolicited advice. Don’t focus on one girl, alright. Try to think of something if you’re close, something that grosses you out. That should help you not to cum too early. Wait, is it two girls or is it the devil’s threesome?”

“Mom!!”

“It’s two girls Violet,” I giggled and it made Reed screamed a little more.

“Oh, two girls? You’re a man now, Reed, I can’t call you my little boy anymore!” She gleefully shrieked as she gave him a hug. “My little boy, all grown up.”

“Mom! I… why are you… why… who… what’s going on!”

She held him at arms length, looking up at him. “Reed, listen carefully. Do you know how to finger someone?”

“Mom!!!”

“Oh, would you like me to show you? On your girlfriend?” She then turned to me, “do you mind?”

“Oh, not at all Violet. I think it’ll be a good learning experience and Reed would benefit from an experienced lady,” I said with a smile.

I took my leggings and panties off with a shirt laugh and Violet sat me down on a Reed’s computer chair with my legs wide open. “Reed, kneel in front of her and watch how I do it. I’ve fingered a lot of girls so I have an idea.”

“Wait, what?” Came Reed’s confused reply.

“Hush child, just watch.”

Violet gently ran her nail tips all over my inter thigh, making me shudder with anticipation. She then gently rubbed my clit and already I’m starting to shake a little bit.

“You’re not wet yet,” she said with a smile, “but I can tell you’ll get there.”

I just nodded and licked my lips.

“Now, when you go in with your finger, curl it a bit upwards. When you pull back, put a little pressure against the roof,” she said as I felt her finger plunge into me. Her cool fingers brought a sense of relief against my hot, freshly moist pussy and I let out a small moan as she did so.

“You can do it fast,” she said as she vigorously pumped her hands into me, making me squeal out and grab her forearm. She looked and stared at me while I cry out and moan.

“Or slow,” she followed as she slowed down her pace. “But make sure you press up a little firmly,” and I felt her finger rub against me hard. “Look at her face. You can figure out where he feel-good spots based on her face.”

She kept pressing and pressing until one particular spot made me almost reach my orgasmic point. She smiled, “found you,” and kept pressing up and rubbing into it. Gently at first, and then with more force.

“Oh god! Oh my god! F-Fuuuck!” I squealed highly as Violet brought me into orgasm. My abs contracted and it made me lurch forward and I watched her fingers move with precision and finesse.

Then, it happened. I’m not sure how, but I felt this urge and pressure that I couldn’t stop. My hips bucked, my thigh shook, and a jet of clear fluid shot out of me and splattered all over Reed’s face, staining his shirt.

Then she let me go. She got her hand and brought it up and looked. “Oh my, she’s *really* wet,” she smiled and then licked and sucked her digits, emoting a low moaning sound. She then got a look at Reed and laughed softly when she saw his soaked face.

“Oops, sorry Reed,” she giggled as she left the room.

“What the fuck, mom,” Reed said softly as he wiped away the fluid from his face. I’m just sitting there, with my crotch soaked and my head spinning. Reed grabbed a dirty shirt from his hamper and used it to clean up his face and my thighs, but I grabbed his hand instead

“Use your tongue,” I said while breathing slowly, making no room for negotiations. He leaned in closer and dragged his hot, wet tongue against my inner thigh, making me shiver.

Then he started slowly teasing my sore clit and I hummed with delight. I can hear him lap up my fluids, moaning softly as he makes his way up where he encased my clit within his lips.

“No! I’m still sensitive!” I shrieked as he started to suck on my clit. He started fingering me as well, just like his mama did, and my back arched for him while my head swam in pleasure once again.

That fire inside me is building again. Slowly, it grew and grew with each sensible sucking of my clot and fingering of my pussy. “Suck my clit harder! Finger me faster!” I begged and he obliged until I unknowingly bucked my hips and arched my back again.

Short, bated breaths and gasps. Stuttering, sharp inhales and a croaking moan. The fire finally came into a glorious eruption as another stream spurts out onto his chest. I heard that intiitial *Splat!* and Reed didn’t even flinch.

He reached up and held my hand as I rode my second orgasm of the day, letting me feel safe and secure.

“Shit, babe. First your mom made me cum, then you. Holy… I better stop there,” I said with a wink. He at first didn’t get what I meant, but when it dawned on him I had to laugh a little. He came up and we shared a kiss; nice, deep and intimate.

“So, who are you fucking first? Kayla or Angelina? Whitney had a boyfriend so she’s off limit.”

“Oh she has a boyfriend? That’s good… wait, we’re still on that!? Do you really want me to fuck those two?”

I held his hand and rubbed the top of it. “We’ve been friends for a long time, and we kind of made a pact when we were in middle school. We’re going to loose our virginity at around the same time, and I started the clock.”

He clicked his tongue and I just brushed his cheeks. “I know they can get boyfriends, but I want them to at be at least experienced, you know? Do this for me please?”

He lifts me up and plants me on his lap. “Fine, I’ll do it for you. But this is your idea, alright, so you better not use this against me.”

I tussled just hair and grinned at him. “I won’t,” I reassured him.

As I opened the door, we’re met with the crescendo of moans and yelling. It seems Violet got turned on and went for her own release

“This is so embarrassing,” Reed groaned as he hurriedly lead me out of his home, “I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Bye, baby, I’ll let you know the specifics!” He gave me a kiss and closed the door as I made my way back.

~ End of Chapter 3 ~

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