Chapter 2

My name is Juliana, everyone calls me Nani, and since her name is Letícia, I started calling her Lelly. She’d never properly kissed anyone before. We became friends and kinda started dating, but she was super childish, jealous of everything and everyone. At school, our relationship couldn’t be out in the open or our parents would get called and we’d get kicked out and branded as sinners at that school — she knew that. She couldn’t go out at night, and when I did, I’d get dozens of calls checking up on me. When I picked up, it was her furious and full of jealousy. She’d try to use her charms to keep me locked down; I never imagined that angelic-faced girl would turn out to be such a messed-up person. I’m telling you this just so you know how it all ended, but our real first time, I want to tell you about now.

After we fooled around that first time, we had more moments like that, and they were all really good. We didn’t go too far down that road because of girl stuff — our cycles didn’t line up, and we depended on the goodwill of her parents who kept her on a tight leash. I asked my mom to call her dad, this overprotective guy, to get permission for her to sleep over at my place. Her dad agreed. Saturday she showed up around midday, we went for a walk, grabbed some snacks, and got back at seven with a ride from my dad. We messed around on the internet, talked shit about other people’s lives, ordered pizza, took a shower together with some playful stuff I won’t get into right now. There was no tension; things were supposed to happen at night so no one would interrupt. My mom thought she was just a friend and there was no suspicion, but if there were any weird noises or a naked girl running around my room, World War III would break out.

As soon as I made sure the house was asleep, I turned on a blue light in my room and pounced on her. The pajamas we were gonna wear for bed quickly ended up on the computer chair. We were laughing as we stripped everything off. Buck naked, we stopped facing each other. The blue light in the room gave her this magical glow; she was super skinny and petite and really pale, like some wild creature from a fantasy book. She’d shaved everything, I’d commented on it in the shower, she tried to hide it saying it was a surprise for our night but I’d already seen. Standing there in front of me, she said trying to sound sexy:

“Today I don’t wanna be your little virgin, I wanna be your dirty slut!”

Her way of saying it didn’t match her at all.

I burst out laughing when I heard that and almost ruined everything, I held back the laugh and played along; she was the most passive girl in bed I’d ever known, but I made a mental note to talk to her about it later.

“Oh yeah? Then I’m gonna treat my dirty slut rough… Get on all fours on the bed!”

I ordered, still trying to hide the laugh and act like I was insanely turned on.

She kissed me a bit, got on her knees on the bed, spread herself by arching her ass so I could take it all in. When I saw it, oh my God! I’d never seen anything so perfect in my life! A flood poured out of me.

“Alexa, turn the light up full!”

I commanded the virtual assistant; I wanted light to see it right.

Her ass was small but perfectly shaped and round, super firm and perky, her asshole was perfect and pink, her pussy was still tight with just a little drop trickling out showing she was turned on. She’d never been in that position for me before; her hymen was still intact. I grinned wickedly. I got down to her and started kissing and squeezing her ass, I pushed her back down so she’d be on all fours and open up even more, I gave a playful smack on her left cheek that left a bright pink mark; despite a little whimper of pain, she didn’t complain. I stroked her outer lips and circled her asshole with my tongue. And that smell… it was wild and pure at the same time; she used baby perfume that went with her soft skin.

“Al…e… Alex… Alexa, tu… turn off the light,”

Lelly moaned, trying to get the assistant to shut off the light; I laughed. The assistant couldn’t understand.

Having her on all fours for me, so vulnerable, was too much; I started licking from her asshole down to her pussy entrance, my index finger slowly gaining entry, forcing the way in. My thumb made circles on her clit and I licked her asshole hard; she rocked back and forth like she had a hard cock inside her. The second finger made her complain of pain; I slowed down, she said it hurt but begged me not to stop; I could tell it wasn’t quite right yet. She tried, I gave it my best but she didn’t cum.

“Wanna try something else? Come here, tonight you’re gonna eat me out.”

She’d never done that before.

I lay on my back and she jumped on top of me; her hands roamed my body fast like an inexperienced boy’s, she rubbed against me all clumsy and went down to my tits. The way she kissed wasn’t that great, but sometimes she’d stop at my nipple and suck it like a baby in this intense rhythm that drove me crazy! I put her hand between my legs and her skinny little fingers started exploring all my spots; I felt her nail scratching and the contrast of her fingertip. She went straight for my clit, full hand, hard and intense; I was soaking wet and moaning. I felt her shove two whole fingers in and try to reach the bottom like she was on some exploratory mission. I tried to hide my discomfort at all costs but it was still good. It was her first real time. I knew she was nervous.

“Eat me out, come on!”

I ordered before she could scratch me up with her nails.

She obeyed, nervous, went down curious, inspecting me; I remember her making some unpleasant comment about my pussy…

“Girl, shut up and eat me,”

I told her so I wouldn’t get pissed at her.

She went right in… perfect… Like poetry in the form of a lick! If I’d known she ate pussy that good, I would’ve thrown it in her face sooner. She’d give these big strong licks and trap my clit between her lips and move on it while sucking me. As long as I made sure she didn’t stick her finger in for too long, I came. It was a good orgasm; I was worried my parents would hear us moaning, which didn’t let me relax much.

“Damn, you’re good at that, girl!”

I praised the girl for the great job she did on my pussy!

She laughed all proud of herself and lay the opposite way on my thigh. I lay on her thigh too and we caressed each other and talked, recovering strength for a sixty-nine. I noticed she was bleeding a little; we turned on the light — her thigh, my finger, and the sheet were lightly stained with blood, nothing major.

“I really lost my virginity, got a little mirror? I wanna see,”

she said, trying to do a self-exam.

“We’ll check it out later, let’s clean up the mess,”

I said that as I got up to clean the spot.

We didn’t have many good moments after that; our relationship didn’t last long. She was a problem girl and I figured it was better to steer clear. It still is.