23. Lucky Girl – Mar
CHAPTER 23
LUCKY GIRL
MAR
I can’t look in Sihn’s direction. I know he’s giving permission, but if I acknowledge that he’s in the room, I’ll be too anxious to continue.
I remember that only a few minutes ago Ruin asked why my clothes were still on, so I demand, “Touch me Ruin, remove my clothes and touch me in all the places you have always wished you could.” Saying that does things to my body, and I become more aroused.
He turns his body toward mine, and I follow suit. The tips of his fingers find my nightshirt’s hem, and he moves the shirt an inch. He slides the pad of one finger from one side to the other sending a chill through my body. Then in one swift movement, he has my nightshirt up and over my head. I watch as it slinks to the floor beside my bed.
I didn’t have a bra on underneath, so my tiny tits are on full display. I had hoped that they would eventually come in after puberty, but they never did. They are barely an A-cup, but he seems satisfied as both his hands find them. The pads of his thumbs rub my nipples, bringing them to life.
He stares at my chest while I watch his face. I know he’s been with lots of women, since I eavesdropped on his and Sihn’s conversation weeks ago when he said he thought he was broken. I’ve been with him since then, so I know he’s anything but broken.
His hands move up to my shoulders and urge me to lay on my back. I do. He hovers over top of me; he has to shift his body since his torso is shorter than mine, and I think he’s going to try to kiss me when his lips get dangerously close to mine, but he skips my lips and begins kissing and licking my neck. I turn to give him better access and see Sihn in the darkened corner observing.
I close my eyes and bask in the feel of Ruin’s lips on me. All over me. My neck, my collar bone, the space between my breasts. My favorite place to be kissed. Each nipple gets a peck before he moves down to my belly button where he dips his tongue and swirls it around while locking eyes with me. His hands find my breasts again, kneading and tugging. He leaves a trail of kisses from one hip bone to the other before moving down to my feet, surprisingly skipping my pubic area.
He explores my legs, beginning at my calves. Lifting each leg and leaving soft kisses on the sensitive flesh behind my knees. Finally, he slips his fingers beneath the waistband of my shorts and panties. He moves his hands back and forth sending tiny waves of excitement throughout my body before pulling them down and off.
He changes his position so that he can admire my exposed figure. By the smile on his face, I know he enjoys what he sees.
I begin to feel self-conscious of my height and my body. I go to roll over but Ruin stops me by grabbing my thighs and spreading them. I don’t fight it.
I watch as he uses both arms to pull his shirt up over his head from the back, tossing it on top of my discarded clothes.
He leans forward, grasping me by the knees, and licks me from my left knee up the inner part of my thigh, stopping at my apex before he mirrors what he has done to my right leg.
I hear Sihn’s muffled moan when I arch my back, urging Ruin to lick or touch me where I want him to. With his head nestled and his arms up under my thighs, he blows his hot breath against me, causing warm liquid to seep from me, but he still hasn’t touched me there.
When I can’t stand it any longer, I order, “Make me come, Ruin. Do it now. I’m so horny.”
Instantly, his tongue is on my folds, licking and lapping, but he hasn’t made his way to my clit. I know he’s teasing me. I wish I was a girl who enjoyed teasing, but I’m not. If I don’t get off fairly quickly into a rendezvous, I won’t be able to because I will be so far into my head that it won’t allow me.
Right when I’m about to force his head where I want it, he does it on his own. The sucking sound his lips make against my clit is like music to my ears. I place one hand on his shoulder while the other finds the top of his head. I rest it there while I begin to build. My nipples hurt because I’m so turned on and there is now an ache between my thighs where it wants a dick or a finger or something.
Moments later my abdomen tingles, and I can feel my body reaching the top of the mountain. “Whatever you’re doing, don’t stop it. Keep going, I’m going to come all over your face.”
I squeeze my eyes shut as I find my release. It leaves me with an intense feeling of pleasure, which causes me to be both happy and sleepy at the same time.
As I’m coming down from my high, Sihn says, “I have to piss.”
“Walk out of my room and take a left. The last door at the end of the hall,” I tell him.
He leaves Ruin and I alone—me spent and naked, Ruin hard as rock.
Boldly, I lean up on my arms and say, “Can I hug your dick with my mouth?”
Ruin’s Adams apple moves as he swallows hard before saying, “We have to wait for him to come back. Those are the rules.”
“Y’all have rules?” These guys are sharing me, yet they didn’t let me in on the rules… I had no clue there were rules. Sihn should have told me!
Ruin clarifies, “Unspoken rules.”
“Do you think he’d really care if I lick you? When he comes back in, he’ll walk in on it. It’ll probably turn him on even more.”
“Fuck, Mar. You are gonna be the death of us.”
I touch him again over his pants. He’s made me come so he better not refuse me making him come. “Sit on the edge of the bed,” I tell him as I grab a pillow and place it on the floor.
He does as I tell him. “Now remove the rest of your clothes so I can get a good look at you.”
He reveals his dick. I’ve seen it before, but it somehow seems more intimate in my childhood room.
I drop to my knees before him and lick my lips. One of my favorite things about sex is pleasing a man, knowing that I’m the one making him feel good. It doesn’t matter that there were women before me or that there might be women after me. Right now, I’m the one who’s about to have his dick down her throat.
First, I grab ahold of him at his base and then I lean forward slightly as I take the engorged mushroom-shaped tip inside of my mouth while maintaining eye contact with him. He lets out a sound that seems almost like a whimper, but I can tell he likes it. Maybe he’s feeling guilty because he likes it. With my right hand around his base, I inch my left hand up his thigh until I circle my fingers around his wrist. Sheathing my teeth with my lips, I take the length of him in my mouth until he hits the back of my throat.
I bob up and down a few times before the door creaks back open. I continue as if what I’m doing is completely normal. Ruin attempts to pull his wrist from me, but I tug back.
“Your back looks fucking hot like that, Mar,” Sihn says from behind me.
I hope that eased the battle Ruin was fighting about this.
His cock swells more inside of my mouth as I swirl my tongue against the tip. I use my left hand to brush against his balls as my right pumps him in unison with my head.
I begin moving faster, suctioning his shaft until his pleasure shoots from him like a bolt of lightning down my throat. I take every last semi-painful drop until I feel slightly nauseous and remove him from me.
Last night, Sihn didn’t seek any pleasure at all until after Ruin left. Then he encouraged me to explain how I felt while Ruin was eating me out and what it felt like while I was giving Ruin head.
He wanted me to explain while he was buried deep inside of me. Holding me from behind, he snuggled into my neck as I told him as much detail as I could remember since I was tired. Sihn seemed the most turned on when I told him that I enjoyed giving head to Ruin and that I felt proud that I could bring him to orgasm.
Sihn left a few minutes ago to go home, shower and get ready for the day. I have already showered, Sihn watched while seated on the toilet as I washed my hair and body. If I didn’t need to check in at the coffee shop and on Verdi, I’d have asked him to take me right in the bathroom, but adult responsibilities call.
Directly after shifting my car into park outside of Coffey Cafe, I notice Jackie Sue off to the side of the building as a puff of smoke escapes her lips. I walk over to her. “You know smoking causes cancer, right?”
She holds up a white square that has a black tip and shakes it. “It’s a vape.”
“Pretty sure twenty years from now we’ll know just how bad those are for us, too…” I tell her before entering the shop.
I should tell her that she’s far too young to be exposing her body to poisonous things, but I was young once, and I know I wouldn’t have listened.
Verdi looks much more like herself when she turns around behind the counter today. “How did the doctor’s visit go?”
“Turns out I have developed anxiety that makes me vomit. It’s so cool!” she says sarcastically.
“What?”
“Essentially, I let a worried thought get me upset so much that I develop actual symptoms of stomach aches, nausea, and vomiting. Our bodies are wild!”
“What was causing this?”
“I’m not one hundred percent sure, but I think it’s the fear that my girlfriend is going to figure out how much of a loser I am and leave me.”
“Oh, Verdi, you are not a loser. You have so much to offer and if…well, what is her name? It’s the painter, right?”
“Yes, she’s the painter. I guess I might as well tell you her name. It’s Sheila.”
“Well, if Sheila has any brains at all, she’s smitten with you. Have you sung to her yet?” Verdi is an amazing singer.
“Yes, but I wasn’t meaning to. My best singing happens in the shower. She overheard.”
“Your eyes lit up just then when you were talking about her, you know?”
She reaches her hand inside of her Coffey Cafe apron and produces her cellphone. “It’s her!”
“Answer it! Take your break. I’ve got in here covered, but send Jackie Sue in on your way out.”
Less than a minute later Jackie Sue walks in with a customer behind her. A tall gangly-looking boy who is likely her age, maybe a year or two older. His face is caked in acne scars that he’s attempting to hide behind his long, black locks of hair. He heads for the little free library as she makes her way to me.
I pick up a microfiber cloth and begin wiping out the mugs we use for patrons who dine in.
She says, “Don’t tell anyone about the vape.”
“Who am I going to tell, Jackie Sue?”
“I heard you were gonna be working at the library. I know Mrs. Wright wouldn’t like it. Not at all.”
“It’s not good for you, and I think you should really consider quitting. As for not telling anyone, you probably shouldn’t take smoke breaks right where everyone passing by can see and that’s all the advice I have to give today, Jackie Sue.”