Colby
My hand moved downward, and I blinked in surprise, realizing that Sally wasn’t even wearing panties. Easy access? Nice. We were facing the mirror, and I could see the mixture of shock and desire on her face.
I wondered why Sally wasn’t pulling my hand away and leaving. Perhaps she really did like me. Ever since she confessed her feelings for me, and I rejected her by admitting my feelings for Allison, I thought she’d never give me another chance.
Yet, here we were. My hand reached her clit, and she was wet-was she wet for me? It didn’t take long before she let out a small moan, gripping my arm as it crossed her body.
“Looks like someone enjoyed that as much as I did,” I murmured, my fingers finding her soaking wet clit. I began to play with it, circling and teasing the sensitive nub.
“So damn soaked already,” I observed with a pleased growl. “For me?”
The brush she was holding fell down to the sink, and her grip tightened on my hand.
I smirked down at her with dark, knowing eyes. “Fuck, look how wet you are, baby. Did my fingers get you this horny?” I asked, running a finger along her slick folds.
She only let out another moan, and I wouldn’t lie, those lewd sounds escaping from her lips turned me the fuck on.
“Your shorts are ruined,” I whispered against her ear as I began to rub her clit in slow circles while she cocked her head, feeling my breath against her ear.
Smack! I didn’t realize when I slapped her pussy hard, making her cry out softly, “Mph!”
I watched her lip capture itself, suppressing the sound.
“Damn,” I muttered softly, looking downwards, “Look at your pussy. Red and puffy.”
I slapped her again, lighter this time, but that didn’t stop her from whimpering as if she were hurt. Those enticing sounds-did she want me to fuck her mercilessly and senselessly right here and now?
Slowly, I pushed a finger inside her, feeling her warm, tight walls. “So tight,” I whispered, moving my finger in and out slowly, not yet fully inside her.
She sobbed, spreading her legs slightly while her second hand gripped the edge of the sink tightly, her heart pounding fast.
I added a second finger, stretching her more. “You’re making it so easy for me to fuck you with my hand.”
My movements paused as I felt something unexpected – a thin membrane inside her. My eyes narrowed, and a small, surprised “Huh” escaped my lips.
I gently pressed against it, testing its resilience. “You’re a virgin,” I stated, more to myself than to her.
Abruptly, I pulled my fingers away, causing her shorts to snap back to her waist. I stared at her from head to toe, my gaze nearly unreadable.
“What the hell was that?” I asked, only to receive a confused look in response.
I swallowed hard and took a step back. “That wasn’t a hymen, right?” I questioned again, but she simply furrowed her brows, acting like she didn’t understand.
“Are you a virgin, Sally?” I pressed.
“Leave,” she signed instead, refusing to answer my question.
Fuck! I really shouldn’t have done this. I scoffed and walked out, slamming the door shut. When I entered my room, I gasped, startled to see someone on my bed. However, realizing it was just Yvonne, I felt relief wash over me.
“The fuck are you doing here?” I questioned.
She smiled instead, watching me grab my towel from the line. “So, how was it?”
“What?” I asked, glaring at her.
“I’m certain you seduced her in there. Wasn’t that the reason I left you two alone? You’d better tell me some good news!”
“You see, that dare-I’m not doing it.”
“What?” she whined. “Why not? You’re supposed to keep your word, Colby.”
“I’m not fucking with Sally. Never!” I nearly yelled, my face red and hot.
“And can you tell me what the problem is?” she asked. I remained silent, so she started making ridiculous guesses. “She doesn’t have a pussy?”
“She’s a virgin,” I spat.
“What?” she whispered, her eyes widening slightly.
“Sally is a fucking virgin,” I repeated, pointing at the door. “I don’t do virgins.”
“So?” She shrugged. “Is there something wrong? Do you think someone must have fucked her ‘mute hole’?”
I frowned at her, “That’s rude, Yvonne. You know someone close to you used to be like that.”
“Who cares?” She scoffed, unbothered. “She left us, didn’t she?”
“Get out!” I bellowed, pointing at the door.
Yvonne stood up and said before finally leaving, “You’re doing the fucking dare, Colby, whether you like it or not.”
Once she was gone, I groaned, running my hands through my hair in frustration. Ever since Sally came into this house and my life, everything seemed to be going far from what I had wished for.
“Shit,” I sighed deeply.
It was only then that I remembered I was supposed to be at practice, so I stripped off my clothes, wrapped a towel around myself, and headed to the bathroom. Thankfully, Sally was nowhere in sight.
After washing up, I left the bathroom. On my way back to my room, I caught sight of Sally. She averted her gaze and ignored me, entering the bathroom, and shutting the door.
Who cares? I no longer have anything to do with her. We had no relationship from this point on.
Just as I took a step, something hit my back. I turned to see a bar of soap on the floor, and when my eyes went in front, I met her gaze as she glared at me from the doorway.
“Why the fuck did you throw that at me, Sally?” I demanded, fuming.
“What’s so bad about being a virgin, Colby?” she signed, her red eyes filled with mist.
“Everything,” I replied harshly. “Now, fuck off.”
I was about to turn away when something hit me again. I saw she had thrown her toothbrush at me.
“What’s your fucking problem, Sally?!” I yelled, rage burning in my eyes.
She gulped heavily, signing at a frantic pace. “Have sex with me, Colby… Please.”
“What?” I muttered, a look of surprise on my face.
“Take my virginity.”