I combed through my catalog of guys I'd slept with. Nobody was doing it for me. All these high school “boys” were just way too inexperienced. Most of them had never even been with a girl before. I was getting depressed at my selection of guys. Couldn't I do any better?
Then Lucas popped into my head. He was so commanding. Even though I was angry with him, deep down I loved that he told me what to do. I wanted to submit to him. I imagined him coming into my room and catching me masturbating. His face went from flushed with embarrassment to flushed with excitement. Exhilarated by his hungry eyes and obvious boner, I lifted the covers, giving him a peek at my naked flesh.
He undressed in front of me, unleashing his manly meat. It was long and thick like a writhing snake. My stepdad crawled underneath the covers, lightly brushing his body against mine. His hands were warm as he dragged them down the length of my body. I felt his hot breath as his lips pressed up hard against mine. His throbbing cock was pinned against me. I stroked him up and down, hearing him call my name. “Olivia! Oh Olivia!”
I let my fingers swirl around my swelling clit, feeling the slipperiness wet the bed beneath me. I slid around and around, teasing my opening with tips of my fingers. I bit my lower lip to keep myself from moaning, letting the pleasure build. I imagined myself climbing on top of him like he was a big mountain. My hands rested on his big chest as I lowered down onto his piercing shaft. We both howled like a wolves at the moon. I lifted myself up and down on him, letting him fill me up. He was so massive.
I plunged my fingers into the depths of my pussy while my other hand was busy with my clit. I couldn't contain the ecstasy anymore. The muscles in my body tensed up. I felt a sudden release and an explosion of pleasure. I bit down harder but couldn't stop a moan from escaping. “Ohhhhhh,” I whispered.
My legs shook violently and I focused on riding Lucas. My second orgasm couldn't be stopped. My eyes rolled into the back of my head and my toes pointed forward. My brain was bombarded with extreme pleasure. I wanted to touch myself all night long.
Soon, the pleasure subsided and I was left gasping for air. I suddenly realized that I had just masturbated to my stepdad. I shouldn't have done that, I told myself. It was so wrong. But then why did it feel so good? I put my hand over my heart and felt it beating super fast. Was my stepdad the “real” man I'd been looking for all along? I fell asleep with a smile on my face but a cloud of confusion hung over me.
The next day, I tried to forget about the night before. I figured I was just super emotional and chalked it up to that. I went to school and was not ready for the shitstorm that was about to arrive.
I was at my locker getting out my chemistry book when David came over and hugged me from behind. I didn't know who it was at first but then I smelled his terrible cologne. I tried to squirm out of his embrace but he was too strong. “Let go of me, David,” I said forcefully.
“What's wrong, baby?” he asked innocently. His grip on me loosened.
I turned around to face him. “What the hell do you think you're doing?”
“What are you talking about?” David leaned in to kiss me and I was just barely able to dodge him. “What's your problem?” he announced loudly. Kids in the hall started to look over at us.
“Please David, don't make a scene,” I pleaded with him. “I broke up with you last night. It's over between us.”
“Oh come on! I figured you were just on your period or something like that. You didn't really mean it.” His eyes were laser focused on me. I could tell he was about to get angry.
I tried to say it as calmly as possible. “Sorry David, we're done.” I turned and walked away from him. I prayed that he wouldn't yell but I wasn't going to get that lucky.
“Whatever Olivia!” he screamed at me. “Everyone knows you're a slut, anyways.”
I kept my head held high as I walked away. I'd been called that word before but it didn't cease to hurt every time. I got to my Chem class and took a seat. Everyone in the room was staring at me. It seemed everyone in school heard the fight David and I had in the hallway. I kept my head down for the rest of the class and tried not to make eye contact with anyone.
After class, I walked through the crowds of kids whispering about me. My very public bout with David was today's hot gossip but I didn't let it get to me. I knew that everyone would be onto something new tomorrow.
During lunch, I hung out in an empty classroom. I just didn't want to deal with all the talking behind my back in the cafeteria. I sat at one of the tiny wooden desks and thought about my life choices. I was definitely done with high school boys. Too much drama. I had to set my sights on bigger fish. College and above. I only had a few months left of high school anyway.