Chapter 28
That was a huge problem. Hooking up with the boys was one thing, but letting them know we were into girls too? Holy shit, that was a whole other level of trouble. We stood there in the bathroom, locked in, face to face, red as hell from embarrassment and trying to muster the courage to come out.
Mariana suddenly gathered some guts and yelled:
"Get away from the door, you weirdos?!"
We looked at each other, already knowing they were gonna say some dumb shit.
"I'm sure they're gonna ask to see us hooking up," I muttered, still trying to fix my face like I wasn't hiding anything.
"And would you do it?" Mariana raised an eyebrow, staring at me.
I went quiet. The idea was ridiculous, but at the same time...
"My fear is they're gonna wanna swap."
"Fuck, cousin, I'd swap easy. But you, huh? You hooked up with the bus guy, hooked up with Pedro, now you want another one? Good for you! All in the same day!" Mariana laughed, poking me.
I let out a heavy sigh, leaning against the sink.
"Cousin... this is messing me up. But at the same time, I feel so damn slutty."
She laughed again, crossing her arms.
"And can you handle another one?"
I made a face, feeling the burn between my legs throbbing just thinking about it.
"I don't think so. Seriously, it just stung before, but now it feels like they punched me good."
She burst out laughing, shaking her head.
"Not a punch, right? A good pounding. And there were several today."
I nodded, laughing along, because it was true.
"Alright. I'll go one more with Otávio, and you deal with Pedro."
"And if they ask about us two, just deny it and that's that."
"Deal!"
We came out of the bathroom trying to act natural, but as soon as we stepped into the living room, we could see the two of them smirking mischievously, playing Uno at the table, pretending like nothing happened. But it was obvious they'd heard something. They even tried throwing some hints, but they stayed quiet, like they'd made a deal. I only found out later they'd suspected us for a while, we must've given some slips without realizing. Then, when they heard everything, they agreed between themselves not to do anything. The reason? Jealousy. Neither wanted to see the other with "his girl." Two idiots. That night, I was down for anything.
But I was wiped out. The fucking of the day had done me in, and once the fun wrapped up, before midnight, everyone went their separate ways. Mariana was gonna sleep with me, but first we had to cover our tracks.
"Cousin, I'm this close to calling the bus guy back here!"
"Girl, chill out a bit!"
I sighed deeply, flopping onto the couch, half out of breath, half laughing.
"Cousin, I think I'm hooked on the idea of giving up my ass."
Mariana's eyes went wide and she almost choked.
"You gave up your ass?! In the laundry room?!"
"No, fuck! Pay attention!"
I grabbed her hand and pulled her to sit next to me. I needed to tell her this right.
"The guy from outside had his hand back there, and out of nowhere he started doing this to my ass..." I held her hand and showed her slowly, repeating the movement just like it happened. "I was all wet, then he started pushing his thumb like this, just teasing, not really shoving it in... and, cousin, that gave me such a delicious shiver!"
Mariana watched me, soaking in every detail, her eyes fixed on my hand demonstrating it all.
"But cousin, outside is different from inside, right?"
"I know! But later, with Pedro, I was bent over the machine and he was pounding hard, so I told him to shove his finger all the way in."
Her eyes went wide, and I took advantage of the shock to grab her hand and show her exactly how it went, closing the fingers and simulating the motion.
"And he shoved it all in like this, see..." I pressed lightly, showing the way he entered. "And, damn... I saw stars."
Mariana stayed quiet for a second, just taking it in. Then she let out a low laugh, crossing her arms.
"Cousin... you're beyond saving."
And we both cracked up laughing.
"Damn, I'm so curious to know what it's like inside... Have you ever shoved anything in?"
Mariana made a face, a bit awkward.
"Cousin, I've put a finger in, but it wasn't a horny thing... and I don't wanna talk about it."
I stayed quiet, respecting it, but she quickly added, with a little smirk.
"But Otávio and you licked me, and I thought it felt really good."
My eyes went wide.
"Oh my God... that's all I want right now!"
Mariana laughed, shaking her head.
"You want me to finger you, you slut?"
She crossed her arms, pretending to be indignant.
"Not a finger, I want more dick!"
She burst out laughing.
"The dicks that were here are gone, girl! We've got cucumber, hairbrush, and Dove!"
I thought about the options for a second. I'd shoved all those things in front before, the hairbrush especially... no need to even say it. Real talk, every girl has shoved a hairbrush in her pussy at least once in her life. I don't use other people's hairbrushes, not because of lice, but because of dipping into unwanted pussy juice.
"I don't know if I have the guts..." I muttered, biting my lip thoughtfully.
Mariana looked at me, curious.
"Oh, but now I wanna know what it's like. Let's go to the bedroom!"
"But wait... do we have lube?"
She furrowed her brow, thinking.
"Your mom's drawer has some, but if you move it an inch, she'll notice, you know that."
We made a plan. We grabbed my phone and took a picture of the drawer before touching anything, making sure we could put everything back exactly as it was. We snatched the lube quick, without changing a thing, and headed back to the bedroom.
I went to the kitchen and grabbed a cucumber. I picked a nice one, thick but not too much. I put it in the microwave for ten seconds just to warm it up — cold would've been too weird.
Back in the bedroom, we slipped a condom on the cucumber and sat there on the bed, staring at it and then at each other's faces.
"And now?" Mariana muttered, laughing nervously.
"I don't know... who's going first?"
"You're the one who came up with this..."
I made a "damn" face, yeah it was true, I got up laughing awkwardly and, for the millionth time that day, pulled off my shorts. It was already routine. When the panties came off, I felt the sting inside and could only pat it a bit, like that would calm it down.
"Easy, girl, I'm not gonna use you anymore, okay?"
"It hurts, huh?"
"Fuck..."
Mariana laughed, shaking her head.
"Mine's hurting too, but it's manageable!"
I sighed deeply.
"What position should I do, Mariana?"
She furrowed her brow, thinking, and then declared:
"Lie on your side, cousin, and tuck your legs in."
I did as she said, getting settled on the bed. I confess I was excited by the adventure. My body wasn't in that urgent state anymore, but the adrenaline of the situation gave me a nice warm feeling. And as soon as she touched the skin of my ass, I started lighting up again.
It wasn't like before, that uncontrollable fire. It was something else, more exploratory, pure teenage art of discovering your own body.
"Spread your ass."
The order came blunt. Mariana was direct when she wanted to be.
I held my cheeks and spread them slowly, starting to laugh from nerves.
"You're not gonna shove it all in at once, right?"
"No, you crazy bitch! You're not even nuts!"
And we burst into laughter, because the courage would have to come gradually.
Mariana grabbed the lube and applied it carefully to my hole, spreading it slowly. Then she squirted some more and slathered the cucumber, twirling it between her fingers like she was prepping a ritual.
"I'm going in, okay!"
"Wait."
I took the chance to grab some lube and try to work it inside, because I already knew that thing wasn't going in dry. My ass was way too tight.
"Gross! I see you fingering your ass!" Mariana grimaced, laughing.
"Hurry up, stop being prissy and shove this in slow!"
And it came. She started pushing gently, tilting it, trying different angles, trying to fit it. I felt the cucumber pressing, poking, but the most that went in was the tip — and holy fuck, even that felt like it was killing me.
"Did it go in?" I asked, holding my breath.
Mariana, who was laser-focused on the mission, took a look, held back a laugh, and said:
"Cousin... not even three centimeters."
I closed my eyes and breathed deep, feeling the discomfort building.
"Leave it there a bit... let me get used to it."
We stayed like that, silent for a few seconds, me trying to process the weird sensation. Mariana, always curious, asked softly:
"Does it feel good at least?"
I opened my eyes and looked at her, blank-faced.
"Not even a little, cousin."
And this time, we laughed so hard I spit the cucumber out.