A Good Life [22F/22M] [ORAL]

I’ve known Kacey since we were kids. We grew up together, basically from grade school all the way up until we graduated high school. We were friends, best friends actually, then we became a couple before senior prom.

Technically we weren’t part of the popular crowd. However, I am good friends with a lot of people from that crowd. Hell, Kacey and I were actually prom king and queen and we were voted “most likely to grow old together” by our peers.

However, as much as I am friendly with a lot of people, Kacey wasn’t as friendly. She has a couple of friends and a couple of them don’t like me. Why, I have no idea, but I’ve known them since middle school.

There’s also one girl that she doesn’t get along with: Nora. She’s the Queen bee, so to speak, that she’s one of the most popular girl in school. She’s a gorgeous half Vietnamese half white beauty who’s a little tall for her age. Kacey and Nora are complete opposite. While Kacey is shorter, has larger breast, an introvert Nora is taller, a somewhat more modest bust, and an extrovert.

I’m not sure why they dislike one another, but Kacey has forbidden me from being friends with Nora, which, for her sake, I held up. Nora and I are cordial with one another, but that’s about it.

Her parents and my parents have become the best of friends essentially, and when Kacey and I started officially being a couple, they were all ecstatic. They knew that we would end up together, and they even went ahead and got an apartment for us to live in. Her and my parents are well off so they both paid for our apartment’s rent, and even groceries and the utility.

I started nursing school when I turned 20 while she became a pharmacy tech around that time. Of course I had to focus all of my attention towards school, it’s not a cake walk and it was quite hard adjusting to it. While there, I made a lot of awesome friends in my cohort namely Nathan and Denise who became my best friend.

My physique took a hit because I wasn’t working out as much. If I wasn’t in school I was studying. Even on the weekends I studied my ass off. I think I gained about 20-30 pounds.

Our intimacy also took a hit. The thing with Kacey is that she doesn’t have a high libido. I also found out that she’s a bit controlling, especially with what she considered “impure”. This translated into our sex life: no oral sex, no handjobs, no impure talks, and always wear a condom. I accepted it because, well, what else am I supposed to do? Oh, and also definitely no porn.

In the beginning we lost our virginity to each other. When we moved in together, we would have sex maybe twice a week. When I started school and she started working, it kind of dwindled to once a week. Then it turned into *maybe* once a week. Into once every two weeks, and into once every month. It definitely died off when I started becoming more busy in school.

I also noticed that she started becoming more and more distant. Despite being busy studying, we would still have dinner together and have our nightly talks. That started to dwindle even more too. She would be on her phone more, or maybe she’s picking up some overtime and would stay after work to help the night shift. She would also have girls nights with her friends from high school, the same ones who disliked me.

When I was 21, me and my cohort, what remains of it at least, started preparing for our clinical rotation. Before that, we have 2 weeks off that we desperately needed. I told this to Kacey months before, so we could go and have a vacation somewhere.

Well, when that 2 weeks off came Kacey claimed that her PTO is denied. It sucked but she told me to go and have my own vacation, and so I did with Nathan and Denise. The day we’re about to leave for Cancun, I stopped over her work. I didn’t see her there, I figured she’d in the restroom or something, so I just talked with one of her co-worker.

Well, come to find out she’s on vacation herself, for a week starting today. This is strange, I saw her earlier in the morning out on her uniform and head off to work. I texted her, asking how work is and she gave me a “it’s kind of boring, lol” answer.

I know something is off. I lied to her coworker about a different Kacey and I must have the wrong pharmacy store. This pretty much soured the vacation for me but I still managed. Nathan, Denise and I had a lot of fun and I tried to push away the revelation that Kacey might be cheating on me.

When I came back, late in the day, she gave me a hug and a kiss. I wanted to ask her about her lie, but something in me told me to hold off. Kacey is a deep sleeper so I got her phone and found it has a lock code in it. She’s also very unimaginative so her lock code is her birthday pretty much.

Well, from her text, her DM’s in her social media, I found my sweet, innocent girlfriend to be nothing but that. A long text chain with someone named John about their “vacation” together to Vegas. I saw pictures of my girlfriend in very compromising positions. I saw pictures of her with his dick in her mouth, with his cum all over her face, her body, and even INSIDE of her! Finally, I saw a picture of her and him together.

John is a middle aged, balding, a little rotund guy. He’s a little shorter than I am, but taller than her, and the pictures of them together, with his hand inside the back of her pants, left nothing to the imagination. They had talks about wanting to go away together for months, and when my 2 week vacation came it was the perfect time.

I felt like throwing up. There’s this pit in my stomach that seems to keep growing, but I managed to hold it all in. I took screenshots of it all, everything, even the pictures of them together. They even had a video together, and I made sure to send that to me as well.

I looked down at my girlfriend – no, my ex – face and found myself staring at a complete stranger. From that moment on, my love for her disintegrated. What am I supposed to do? Clinicals is just around the corner, and here I am faced with a big decision: do I leave her or pretend that nothing is happening?

Our apartment – well, technically her parents because it’s their name on the lease – is very close to my school. I could be cordial with her until I graduate and then ghost her.

I think that’s what I’ll do. I still need a place to rest my head, after all.

I acted cordially with her and it didn’t really matter because she’s still in the fog. I had thought he was a sugar daddy, but she doesn’t have any high end new items come her ways as far as I know. From time to time I would look at her messages. They’re lovey-dovey with one another, with pet names and everything. Kacey and I would barely talk, usually it’s just with groceries and about bills. We finally felt like room mates, but we slept in the same bed.

That part hurts the most. I would like to sleep on the couch, but that would just raise suspicions with her. I still need this place, after all.

Well, clinicals is when everything made sense to me. School wise, not why my girlfriend cheated on me. I didn’t need to study as much as I used to, so I started going to the gym. I started shedding off the weight I accumulated and started working on my body more now. My routine is clinicals, then I go to the gym, then I pick up dinner from our local market which I usually eat in the parking lot, then I go home and sleep.

So we finally graduated and I’m 22 at this time. I know she’s been ignoring my text, because the last one I sent to her was before I knew of her affair. I did send her a text concerning my graduation date, but she didn’t say anything about it. When the time finally came, there was no word from her. She stayed in bed while I got ready. She didn’t even pick her eyes up from her phone as she talked to John while I got ready for graduation.

Nathan and Denise actually started to date while they were in school together and I couldn’t be more proud of them! I kept my relationship status a secret from them, only that I did have a girlfriend. They were talking about wanting to get married a year after graduation, to the day, and it would mean a lot to them if I could attend. Of course I’m taking them up on that offer, why wouldn’t I? These two pushed me through nursing school. If it weren’t for them, I probably would have failed.

This is also when our friendship tapered off. They had to focus on themselves now and also the NCLEX. I had thought that the three of us can study, you know to make sure we actually pass the damn thing, but no they have other plans.

I graduated Suma Cum Laude. The highest academic honors with all the tassels and bells and whistles that came with it. Nathan was Cum Laude but no one else was Suma. My parents were there, but, not to my surprise, Kacey was absent. I wasn’t even made, just disappointed.

I took pictures with my cohort, all of us together for one final time. We hugged and said our goodbyes to one another, and then that was it. We were together for years and then *poof* all over.

My parents, my younger brother and sister, we all went out to eat. When they asked about Kacey, I just lied and said that she couldn’t get out of work and would be waiting for me. By this time, I could maintain a straight face.

Late afternoon I went back to the apartment to find her absent. I shrugged and got my workout gear and went off to the gym. I need to blow off some steam. By this time, I lost all the weight I gained and I’m starting to sculpt my body. I started to notice my belly fat missing, my arms and legs are more defined, and my chest is starting to pop out more.

This time is different. I went there with the intention of working out, relieving myself of my built up frustration and stress. But this night is also when my life took a turn for the better.

This night is when I saw Nora for the first time since high school.

She and I looked at one another, like long lost friends, with her smile starting to appear and me looking away in embarrassment. We haven’t seen each other in years, but I knew it was her and she knew it was me. She’s always had this great body, but I made sure to not even glance.

I shook my head. I’m hear to workout and nothing more. But Nora saw me, and she knows I saw her, and it didn’t take her long to come my way.

“What, you’re not even going to say hi?” She laughed as she cocked her hip to rest a palm atop it.

“I didn’t want to be weird,” I replied in kind. She gave me a hug and I hugged her back. “It’s good to see you again.”

“Same to you, big guy!” She giggled as I felt her hand rub my back. She then poked my chest, “Damn, you got a lot bigger since high school! How are you, how’s the old ball-‘n-chain?”

“Kacey? Eh, she’s fine,” was all I said. She got a chuckle out of that.

“How long have you been coming here?”

“A year? I can’t even remember,” I acknowledged.

“How is this the first time I’m seeing you? Are you avoiding me, mister?” she winked at me, then added, “you wanna be my workout buddy?” She didn’t miss a beat.

“Yeah, sure,” I answered without missing a beat too.

So we became workout friends. I noticed that she focused more on her legs. She did squats, leg lifts, donkey kicks and plenty of sit ups and crunches.

Her body now isn’t that much different from our high school days. Because her torso is longer, it really accentuated her abs and she likes to wear anything that reveal her mid section. Her hair is a slightly dark brown, but she dyed parts of it a dirty blonde and it just made her look all the more beautiful. She wore light make up and a pink lipstick that stood out from her light caramel skin, and her eyes are a special hue of light brown. Really, the only difference is a few tattoos. She has a palm tree tattoo on her left bicep and a thorny vine wrapping around her right bicep. Those are the only ones I can see, though.

Nora is simply beautiful.

So my usual day consisted of studying through the day but not stressing myself out, then I would give Nora a text stating when I’ll go to the gym and she would always join me. We got to know one another, and she told me that right after high school she lived in Vegas for a while. I didn’t want to pry on what she did over there, but I have a feeling it wasn’t as good considering she’s back here.

When I took the NCLEX, I was super nervous. Nora was with me on the phone, before the actual test, since I had to take the test in another city, and she gave me calming words. Kacey couldn’t come because, surprise surprise, she has work. I called her up but my calls went unanswered. I wasn’t surprised there, but I wanted to try anyway. It’s starting to hurt less and less.

When the test is over, I went home to find Kacey gone, unsurprisingly. It’s on a Saturday, too, which is generally a day off for her. So I, of course, asked Nora if she would like to have dinner with me. Someplace casual but fun, and I had a hankering for tacos anyway.

She gave an enthusiastic yes.

Nora looked absolutely beautiful. She looked like she wasn’t even trying, because all she wore is an oversized black t-shirt tucked loosely into her denim short shorts with knee-high socks and converse shoes, but she just pulls that outfit nicely. Her long, golden streak hair is tied up into a loose Dutch braid. The thick rimmed glasses accentuated her eyes too, and she wore that familiar pink lipstick.

She looked gorgeous and here I am in a plain tank top and cargo shorts and crocs. I thought I looked like dogshit compared to her, but she gave me a tight hug and then held my hand.

“You look cute,” she commented and I couldn’t help but flash my smile.

“Well, you look gorgeous yourself,” I replied and she, too, blushed a bit and smiled. We sat in a booth and she actually sat next to me. I was going to tell her that I have a girlfriend, but then I realized that that relationship is probably dead in the water. I’ve broken up with Kacey, she’s just the last person to know.

===

I got to know Nora a little bit more, but what’s still a mystery to me is the time after high school and up until 2 years ago. I didn’t want to poke, I don’t wanna offend her, so I decided to let sleeping dogs lie.

She liked fish taco, while I prefer beef and tongue taco. She sat really close to me, her shoulders really against me, and it felt really nice being with her.

“How are things with Kacey?” She asked. I guess she got a feeling that I wouldn’t be having dinner with her if things were going well.

“Ah, well you know her,” I dodged but she wasn’t having it.

“No, I really don’t. Lucas, what’s wrong? You can tell me.”

That’s when I took a deep breath and just stared at the other side of our table.

I told her about Kacey and the other guy, John, and how it’s been happening for a while now. I told her that I felt that I invested so much into our relationship and I don’t know what it’s like to be apart from Kacey. We’ve been together for so long that it felt unnatural.

“But you’ve been by yourself, right?” She pointed out, and that’s when I realized it that yes, I have been by myself!

I continued that I still needed the apartment until I’m actually on my feet. About how her family and my family are intertwined, and how it would hurt both side.

“Well, Lucas, don’t set yourself on fire to keep other people warm,” was all Nora said as she sipped her water. She’s right. Why am I sacrificing my self worth and happiness just so Kacey can continue to hurt me!?

“Lucas, I’ll tell you what: I have an extra room that you can rent. I’ll give you a reasonable rent price, and you can start paying me when you get a job.”

“For real? You’re not just saying that, are you?”

She rubbed my arm. “Come on, I’ve been where you’re at. It’s not fun, I know.”

===

I waited until Kacey went to work. As soon as she did, I called up Nora and she helped me move most of my stuff into her car and my car. I left my furniture there, my television, my cook ware, and of course the keys. I didn’t leave a note or anything.

I talked to my parents and told them to stop paying the rent. When my dad asked why, I showed him a picture of Kacey and John, the most tame photo I could find. He almost threw up and he cried for me, something I hadn’t seen him do in a long time. He gave me a hug. Mom had some words to say, but I told her to don’t worry about it so much.

“Dad, don’t tell her parents. When they ask, just tell them that I told you to stop paying for the rent.”

It didn’t take but a couple of days until Kacey called me. I ignored her calls and text and removed her photo from my social media. All of her photos, even the ones from our younger days. She started freaking out even more and her calls and texts came even faster.

It wasn’t until her dad called me, furious, asking why I’m ghosting his daughter. He called me a lazy good for nothing, and that he wished his daughter never met me if I’m such a coward.

I sent him the pictures of his daughter and John. All of them, and even the video of John and her together. I sent him the screenshots of her professing her love for this John, and him telling her to leave me. Then I told him to never call me again.

===

Living with Nora is a lot different than living with Kacey. I didn’t have a bed, so Nora gave me a foldable futon that I slept in. I also didn’t have any drawers or anything so my clothes stayed in bags and even black trash bags.

She has a couple of rules for me: no loud music, if I’m going to have company over let her know, she’s allergic to strawberry so that’s not allowed in the apartment, and finally be friendly and nice. All good rules if I’m being honest.

Everything became quiet and Kacey finally stopped calling and texting me. I looked at my email and I got a lot of email from her. I glossed over all of them and it’s pretty much her begging for forgiveness and asking why I’m not talking to her. Her last text to me, after sending her father several photos of her and John, was a simple “I’m so sorry”.

I checked the NCLEX website and I passed! Nora and I celebrated and I even called up Nathan and Denise. However, those two were not as lucky as I am as they didn’t pass and they had to wait 6 months to take the test again. Sucks, but they should’ve studied with me. It might have made a difference.

Nora and I celebrated with taco night in the place we had dinner before. She also invited some friends over, people that weren’t from her high school days. They were of various age-group, and they were nice people if I’m being honest. They felt like a support group honestly, and Nora acted really calm with them and not the boisterous, fun and loud Nora. Still, it was a nice night and I had fun.

===

I applied to the hospital that I did my clinical rotation in. Cure-Reign gladly accepted me since they’re always looking for new hire, and I start in a month. I’ve also come into the realization that I’ll be paying for rent soon, and so I needed to talk to Nora about that.

“Rent? Hmm, $500 a month sounds good,” she said while tapping on her lips.

“Seriously? That’s super cheap,” I noted and she just shrugged. “What about security deposit?”

“I’ll let you know about that later,” she said while rubbing her lips softly. “Anyway, congrats again!”

===

Nora is a completely different person. Completely! She walks around the apartment in tank tops and either panties, thongs, yoga shorts or hot pants. She changes clothes with her door wide open. She doesn’t lock her door when she’s bathing, and she bends over with her ass pointed right at me. I’m completely defenseless against this, seeing as I’ve been with only one woman and haven’t had any other girl even show me a shred of attention! She’s trying to seduce me, I’m not an idiot, but I need a little bit of time to fully get over my ex.

Aside from that, I can hear her at night pleasuring herself. I want to ask her about that, but I don’t want to make it awkward for he two of us. I just lay on my futon, staring at the ceiling, waiting for her to simmer down so I can finally sleep. But there’s nights where I dream of her and I couldn’t help but get aroused at the thought of it.

But one night she knocked on my door and then opened it. I still have a stupid futon on under me and I was just about to turn in. She walks in, wearing a red thong and a tank top.

“Nora, what’s up?” I asked. I tried not to stare at her thong or her obviously erect nipples poking through her tank top. I tried to focus on her face, which is nicely done with make up and the same pink lipstick. Obviously it’s not something someone wears when they’re about to turn in for bed.

“I’m here to talk about your security deposit,” she started. She got on her knees before me. “I think I’ll take that now.”

She started crawling up to me, her eyes so seductive and warm. “W-What do you mean? Now? The bank isn’t even open yet.” I pointed out but her eyes are telling me I have exactly what she wants.

“Come on, I’ve seen how you look at me. You think I don’t notice when you stare at me sometimes? Or how you look at me from the bottom up?”

“B-But, Nora… I… um, I…”

“It’s fine,” she cooed softly as she got to my thighs. She started rubbing me down there, softly at first but then a little bit more weight behind it. “I’ve been looking too, you know. I start at the bottom and make my way to the top as well.”

She pulled my covers back to reveal me in my boxers. She rubbed my dick over my boxers and I’m afraid that I’m about to bust a load there and then. It’s difficult because I haven’t had sex ever since I found out Kacey is cheating on me.

But seeing her kiss my thighs as she make her way up is enough for me to start feeling it. I had to stop her, just so I don’t cum early. I grabbed her by her shoulders and pulled her up to me. I started kissing her and embracing her and she was quite surprised. At first her lips were awkward, but eventually she and I got into a groove of lips and tongue.

“S-Silly Lucas. That’s my first real kiss!” She slapped my chest playfully but then she went back to my lips while rubbing her breast over my chest. Wait, real kiss? What does that mean?

Her hand went into my boxers and I felt her hot finger over my dick. I felt it measure me, taking small gentle steps over. “Oh, wow. Wow. Wow! How big? Oh my!?” She pulled my boxer off me and got a glimpse of my full, hard cock with precum spewing up and out from my slit.

“Uncut and long, thick and hard,” she purred softly. “I like what I see.”

“N-Nora are you sure? I don’t wanna-“

She swiftly pushed a finer against my lips. “Make me do something I don’t wanna do? Trust me, Lucas, I’ve been wanting to do this for a long, *long* time.”

She reached down on the lower hem of her tank top and pulled her tank top off in a swift motion. I haven’t gotten a good look at anyone else’s breast other than Kacey’s, but her breast are magnificent. I originally thought her light caramel colored skin was her natural color, but looking at her lighter, almost pale tan lines on her breast told me otherwise. She rubbed them together, looking at me while biting her lower lip, and I couldn’t help but be drawn to them.

“I know they’re smaller than Kacey’s but —“

She couldn’t even finish her words until I wrapped my lips around her erect, pink nipples. God, they’re glorious! I’ve never tasted anyone’s breast before, not even Kacey’s and her prudish rules. “Oh my! You’re a h-hungry boy!”

She jerked me off while I held onto her waist and sucked on her tits, alternating between left and right tits, licking and sloppily kissing and sucking and she even told me to bite them if I wanted to.

“I can? Really?“

She gave me a reserved look. “What’s wrong? You had a girlfriend all throughout high school but you’re acting like you’ve never been kissed?”

“Kacey didn’t want me doing anything remotely ‘porn’ like. No oral, no handjob, I’m not allowed to touch her breast or butt and I couldn’t watch porn.”

“You’ve never had a blowjob?” Came her surprised words, “seriously? I can take your blowjob cherry?”

I didn’t know that was a thing. She made her way down, between my leg, and I could see her big eyes staring back at me while her hands, both of them, wrapped around my dick. “That stupid girl doesn’t know what she lost. You’re mine now, Lucas.”

Looking at her slowly open her mouth and let her tongue down, watching her approach my dick, I couldn’t hold back a moan as soon as I felt her wet tongue touch my dick. She looked up and watched me as she wrapped her luscious, pink lips around the head. When she pushed down, her lips tightened around the head and that allowed her to push the foreskin back even more.

“Oh shit! D-Don’t do any more!”

She took my hands, which were holding onto my boxers, clutching them for dear life, and she placed one on the back of her head and the other around her lower jaw.

“Fuck my face,” she said but I just shook my head. “Do it! Force that big dick down my throat!”

She placed her hand over mine and I felt her push herself down. I could hear her throat gag and croak, and I felt an incredible amount of pleasure creep up from the lower part of my spine up. I could see her eyes, shut closed, but tears started to creep out from the corner.

When she relinquished herself from my dick, she came away with a long gasp while swallowing her spit. Her eyes are red from taking my dick down. “Oh fuck that felt good,” she said with a lusty tone. “I need more. Lucas, baby, I need you to really force me down your magnificent dick, okay?”

“Are you sure Nora?” I asked, and she didn’t hesitate when she nodded. She went down again, deep, and I pushed her down as far as she could until her lips pressed tightly against my skin.

That felt so good that I held her down just a touch too long and she was slapping my chest with her hand. When I let her go and she detached herself, she stared at me with those beautiful eyes, and then they narrowed a bit angrily.

“You trying to choke me? Huh?” She said and her tone was sharp.

“I-I’m sorry. It just felt so good,” I replied sheepishly.

She stared at me, then her face approached me closely. She then kissed me with her tongue rolling against mine. “Do it again, baby. Choke me with that big dick of yours. Fuck my face!”

Fuck her face? How do I do that? All I’ve ever done is missionary sex! I mean, I know doggy and cowgirl but Kacey wouldn’t do those things with me.

So I just did the basic definition. I held her by the back of her head and then thrusted upwards. Fast and hard. Her throat made some choking, gagging and croaking noise while her eyes slowly rolled to the back of her head. She moaned softly while gagging and lines of white spit coated my dick,

I kept going and going until I couldn’t hold myself back any longer. I haven’t had sex in years! I can’t even remember the day I ejaculated! But now, today, I’m doing something I’ve never done with a woman before! A different woman!

I held her down firmly against me and my dick went deep into her throat. I could feel the peristalsis motion rub against the sensitive head of my dick as she swallowed my cum. I suddenly felt her hand hold onto my hip, then I let the back of her head go while she held herself there.

Slowly she drew back while her lips tightened around my dick, squeezing out some more cum from my tubes. She came off with a satisfied “Ahh” as she wiped her chin free of her saliva.

“Damn, Lucas, you came a lot in my throat! I like it like that, baby. That’s your security deposit, okay?”

She smiled at me as her lips went back down and she rubbed it all over my balls. She took one into her mouth and I felt her tongue play with it and rolled it around her mouth. She released me with a resounding *POP* and she giggled a bit. “You make the cutest face, did you know that?”

“N-No. No, I wouldn’t know since she never…”

She ran her tongue up and down my wet shaft. “Right, she never did something like this for you.” She smiled again as she began kissing my still hard cock. “That’s a shame for her, but I get to enjoy myself. Lucas, I’ve had a crush on you ever since freshmen year, did you know?”

“No. No, I never knew. I mean, you and I never did talk much.”

“And you know why? Because I asked Kacey if you two are friends or more than friends. I think she knew I liked you, and that’s why she and I never got along. She was jealous.”

She rubbed the head against her lips and sucked on it a couple more times. Wait, is that why she forbade me from talking to Nora? Because she thought that I would get taken away!? Well that’s pretty ironic, seeing as she drove me away from her and into Nora’s arms.

“So wait, you said you hadn’t had oral sex, right?” I nodded and she crawled up to me and laid on her back. “So you’ve never eaten a pussy out before?”

“No, I can’t say I have.”

She pressed her legs together and drew her thong up through her leg. For the first time, I saw raw, clean shaven, glistening pussy lips. She spreads it for me and rubs it, then she held her finger up and I could see the wetness glistening off her finger. “Wow,” is all I could say then she stuck her finger into my mouth and I’m overtaken with her taste. It taste a bit strong, like licking battery, but I didn’t hate it or anything.

I sucked her finger, feeling each bone against my tongue. That taste started to actually grow on me, and I was searching for more. Then, I remembered, that her pussy has that taste!

“There you go. It’s all yours, baby. Don’t go too fast now and take your time.”

Her words of assurance spurred me on as I stared at her soft, almost Caucasian looking pussy because of her tan. The soft petals hiding her sensitive, pink lips. How alluring the smell is. She looks so inviting, it’s like she’s calling to me, beckoning me over.

I swallowed hard and let my tongue out for her. “That’s right, just press it against and then slowly flick your tongue up and rub it against my clit,” she instructed. I did as she told, letting my tongue press firmly but gently against her and then dragging it upwards.

“Ohhh yes, that’s it. Oh that’s it, good. Good! Hmm, n-now put your finger in and-and press up against the roof. Please, please pretty please!”

I put my index and middle finger in and pressed it up against the roof of her vagina. She squealed when she felt it go in and then shuddered when I pressed up. “Okay-okay good. N-now just feel around. I’ll let you know when —“

I did feel around and felt something a little spongy. As soon as I pressed into it, she stopped talking and gave a little squeal.

“Right there! Right there! R-Rub it forward and back! Oh, please! Please do it! Please! Suck on my clit while you rub that spot! Don’t make me beg, please don’t make me beg!”

Hearing her unhinged pleas for me, looking at her reddened face as she asks for more, it’s a stark contrast to what I’m used to. I had to ask for Kacey’s attention. I had to beg for intimacy from her. Now, Nora is begging for mine and I couldn’t bear to deny her.

“I’m close! I’m close! Baby I’m so close!”

Her back started to arch. Her toes started to point, and her knees flexed. “Oh shit, Oh shit. Oh here it comes! Oh shit! I’m… I’m gonna fucking… oh shit, I’m cumming…” her voice is shaky and her eyes fluttered.

Then I felt her thighs shake and her stomach curled forward, allowing me a complete view of her orgasm face. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, her smiling face while she rides her orgasm, and how her face twist from various emotions running through. She finally ended it with her mouth panting like a dog while softly crying.

Which made me feel bad!

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry I made you cry,” I apologized profusely and she started to laugh while covering her sweaty, but gorgeous, face.

“Oh, no no no! Baby, no! Shit, I… no, I’m… jeez! Lucas, Lucas baby, you did great! Outstanding, even! Holy shit I haven’t cum like that in a long time!”

Hearing her say that made me calm down a little. I laid down next to her and then she snuggled against me, burying her head against my chest.

“You’re really good at, um… what’s the term again?”

“Giving head?” She offered with a laugh and I nodded at that. “Well, I had a good teacher, sad to say.”

She sighed deeply, like a sad sigh. She started playing with her finger, and even hugged my arm, “I should say something before this gets any serious. After we graduated, me and some of my friends went to Vegas, that’s where I met Harley, an older guy that I just fell madly in love with. I mean, at the time it was love, I guess. When I met him, I never left Vegas. I stayed there with him. I did everything he wanted me to do, including some sex acts that I started to like. I developed a kink for rough sex, being tied up, being hit, being spat on. He seemed to enjoy that. He also shared me with his friends, and I thought that if I did that, well, Harley would start saying he loves me.”

Her voice started to quiver. “Nora, you can stop. You don’t have to tell me,” I said but she shook her head.

“No, no. I need to be honest with this, especially with you. I don’t want you to find out later on and hate me for not telling you. At least you’ll have all the facts, you know.”

She took a deep breath to steady herself. “Anyway, I was pretty much his whore. He would order me to have sex with men for money, and if I didn’t he would beat me until I was black and blue. He got me on birth control, thank god, but that also meant the men I had sex with didn’t have to use condoms and he could charge more for me. I was so scared of catching any STI’s, but Harley always got me tested and I was clean. I was always clean. I was a whore for two years. Two years of my life I can never get back!”

“One night I got careless. I got caught by the police. They looked me up and saw that I’ve been missing for two years. I was going to go to jail for prostitution unless I give up Harley. So I had to do it. I had to give him up and the police caught him and then my parents got me. I was in such a bad shape, Lucas. I had to go to rehab because Harley got me into drugs. I had to go to therapy because I was so hard on myself. I had to learn how to be myself again!”

By this time, she’s crying. I hugged her tightly and rubbed her back.

“I was so stupid! I lost two years of my life! Two years! When I saw you, a familiar face, I wanted to feel friendship again. I wanted to see if I could be friends with my high school crush so I can feel like I was a teenager again, for just a moment. I was so happy when you and I hung out. But then I got scared because of Kacey and I know she would forbid you from hanging with me, but then you called me for tacos! Tacos! Oh my god I was so happy when you called!”

Then she looked at me. “So, now you know my darkest secret. Do you still want to be with me? I’m perfectly fine if we could be platonic.”

I kissed her forehead and let her cry into my arms. “You’re safe now, and of course I’ll stay with you. You showed me more intimacy than I’ve gotten from Kacey in two years, and it’s not your fault, alright? It’s not your fault.”

I’m not sure if it is her fault or not. Maybe the part about her staying with the guy. But no, I don’t think it’s her fault that she was basically used as a hooker and was passed around. However, I am glad that she rose above it and didn’t let it define her, because I wouldn’t have known she was a victim of sexual abuse and was forced into prostitution. The way she carries herself, while flirty and very sexy, didn’t scream that at all.

I laid flat on my back with an arm around Nora. Two people sharing a small futon, but somehow it feels just right. Eventually, I could hear her small snore.

I need to get a bed soon…

Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/wwinpr/a_good_life_22f22m_oral