Chapter 7

John ended up crashing at my place. We stayed up late watching shows in the living room with my dad; John slept on the couch, and I went to my bed like we always did. I was all sore and bruised. That bathroom scene kept popping into my head and flipping the switch inside me, but I couldn’t even touch myself ‘cause I was beat up and on my period. Sunday morning, John left after breakfast, and I spent the day at my grandma’s. My cousins were there, and it was a nice day without much to tell. This isn’t important to the story; I just mentioned it ‘cause I felt bad about my grandma being upset that I hadn’t visited her!

I’d been looking up tips on anal sex online, but almost all of them recommended stuff I couldn’t have at home. If my mom saw a plug in my drawer, she’d flip out and ground me. I had the idea of doing it from behind, but that needed time and a place, things we didn’t have. He usually didn’t come over when my parents weren’t home; my mom didn’t like people around during the week. My house was on the way to school, and she got tired of the mess from a bunch of teenagers. When it was a friend or something for studying, there were no issues, so I invited John to study with me. #lol

“Get in here.” I said, closing the door behind us.

We were in our uniforms, and I threw him on the bed, pulling down his jeans. I couldn’t sit ‘cause the area’s still off-limits, but I could suck him off no problem.

“When you’re gonna cum, let me know, okay buddy?” I still wasn’t cool with getting a load in my mouth without warning.

We still called each other buddies, even after everything. I didn’t need any formalities to do what I wanted with him, and I’d seen some new videos online teaching how to give a good blowjob and wanted to practice. I spit and got him wet so I could stroke him smoother and felt him getting hard in my hand.

“Oh, girl… That feels so good…”

“You like it like that?” I jerked him off slowly, rubbing my thumb on the head, and saw a clear drop leaking out.

“Yeah.”

“Where do you wanna cum? Tell me.”

“Wherever you want!”

“Don’t be a pain in the ass, John. I asked, and you gotta answer!”

He’d cum in my mouth plenty of times; actually, for these quick suck-offs, it was even more practical to avoid dealing with the mess at the end. Anyway, he got hard, I sucked on his head, and with my hand, I kept stroking him like always.

“Gonna cum?”

“Almost there!”

“Then come here.”

I got on my knees, and he stood up. I stuck out my tongue and made an anime face for him.

“Cum for me. Cum.”

And he came, shooting cum right up my nose.

“Now lick it up, you jerk!”

To my surprise, the idiot came and licked his own cum off my face! He looked like a total perv.

“You disgusting freak, you like cum?”

“It’s my cum, give it back!”

We burst out laughing after that, and he lay down so I could keep playing with his defeated hero.

“John, I’ve been checking out some anal stuff online. I wanna try it.”

“I like the sound of that.”

“You wanna fuck my ass?” Dumb question on my part. He’d tried a couple times already!

“Of course, if you let me, I’d eat it right now.”

“But it can’t be rough; you’ll have to go slow till I get used to it, okay?”

“You got it. And the period?”

“I checked before you got here, and it’s clean. It ends today, but I don’t know if a little might still come.”

“Can I touch? Better not! My mom’s gonna be home soon…”

“Wanna lick my ass?”

I was dying for that; I’d told him the idea turned me on, but the situation hadn’t allowed it yet. Touching my anus felt good to me.

“You can put your hand there if you want, that’s it.”

I lay on my stomach, and he pulled my shorts all the way down. I had an external pad on; it was clean, just there for safety. Weirdly, I wasn’t embarrassed about him seeing my pad, and he really didn’t care about the blood or any smell if there was any. He massaged and kissed me at the same time; I gave some involuntary wiggles. Feeling his wet finger circling my hole was exciting and gave me total goosebumps!

A whole finger slid in, and I rolled my eyes, moaning with a little squeak, hiding my face.

“Wet your finger more, please… Ahhh!!!!! That hurts!”

“Okay…”

“Much better…” I said, arching up to take the pleasurable discomfort.

“Does it feel good, Vee?”

“A little, it’s kinda nice, a different kind of turn-on, you know? Lube would be perfect if we had it here.”

“Then let’s go to my place!” he suggested.

“Tomorrow, then this ends, and we can do whatever we want!” I replied.

We stopped there; everything dried out fast and hurt, but with lube, it’d be way better. I was curious if it smelled or if he checked his finger after sticking it in me, and I felt a bit embarrassed. I wanted to ask, but I was scared he’d say he did. But like the saying goes, if you want ass, you gotta deal with shit!

We wouldn’t hook up till the next weekend; his parents were going to the beach and wouldn’t be back till mid-next week, so he’d have the house to himself. On Saturday, I got to his place after lunch, and as soon as I crossed the door, I got pulled to his room, and the door got locked.

“I got something to show you!” he said, super excited.

I thought he was gonna grab me, but no, he said something I didn’t catch and turned his back, rushing to the closet to grab something. It was one of those back massagers some people use as vibrators.

“Whose is this, John?”

“My mom’s; she says it’s for her back…” he said, laughing.

“You think she’s never used it ‘you know where’?” I was sure she had; I’d used the one at home for that.

“I’m pretty sure she hasn’t. She has a secret box locked in her room; it’s gotta be full of toys. Wanna see?”

“Could be documents.” I said.

“Nah, not documents or jewelry; if it was, I’d have seen it. Obviously, it’s stuff I can’t see.”

“Let’s go check it out!” I was always a nosy little thing.

Like two curious kids, we ran to his mom’s room to snoop. He opened the closet and pulled out a big box like a dress box from the bottom drawer—it was locked. The padlock was one of those cheap street market ones; any hard tug would break it.

“You know if their keychain has a small key that opens this?” I asked.

“Nah, the only small key is for the mailbox downstairs.”

I knew those padlocks were easy to pick; any similar small key would open them. We checked the dressers by the bed and corners of the drawers, but no keys.

“Johnny, grab your keychain.”

He brought the key for the lobby mailbox. I stuck it in the lock and gave it a light turn, and it opened—those padlocks are junk. Inside were a bunch of surprises!

“Holy shit!” My eyes went wide.

There were at least five different types of vibrators; one was a remote-control one I’d always been super curious about. Another was that jumbo type, huge! You know, the kind to stretch you out? The thing was fist-wide.

“Fuck, your mom must be totally wrecked, dude!”

“Shut your trap!” he said, annoyed.

There was a kit of interesting dildos, flexible ones, and another kit of anal plugs for stretching.

“Your mom likes taking it in the ass too! The mother-in-law’s naughty!”

“If you keep talking about my mom like that, I’m gonna get pissed!”

“Sorree! But which one are we gonna use?”

“You wanna use my mom’s stuff? You don’t mind?”

“I got no problem; I use it and put it back. You came out of her pussy too, and I stick you in every hole of mine.” I said, laughing, and he seemed to agree.

I grabbed a remote-control vibrator, a medium dildo, and one of the anal plugs. We closed the box and went back to his room. I didn’t know which to try first.

“This plug, how do you use it?” I said, checking out that bulbous thing.

“Just lube it up and stick it in, duh!” he replied.

“I know that, you idiot.”

“Some people keep it in all day.” he explained.

“Wow, doesn’t that bother you? I’m gonna put it in to see; grab the lube.”

I’d picked the smallest one; it was silver with a fake jewel thing, kinda cute. I lubed it up and asked Johnny to hold it while I pulled down my shorts.

“Can I put it in?” the perv asked.

“Better not; let me do it. Out of nowhere, it might hurt…”

And it did hurt a bit; the hole didn’t wanna let the cold thing in at all. I pushed a little; my ass complained, but it went in eventually. I was arched over trying to find a position to get the thing in my ass, and John was watching with a hard-on, waiting his turn while squeezing his dick over his shorts.

“Don’t get ahead of yourself, boy. Nothing’s happening now!”

“What do you mean?” he said, confused.

“Just watch…”

I grabbed the internal remote-control vibrator and figured out how it worked; it’d be dumb if his mom stored it without batteries. It took a minute to get it; you could use the remote or your phone, but since we didn’t wanna waste time downloading an app, we went with the remote. Basically, you stick it in your pussy and turn it on with the remote; the vibe’s meant for public use if you want. John was next to me dying to control the vibrator, but I’d never give it to him; I’m not stupid! So, with the plug in back, I lubed the vibrator and pushed it into my pussy; it slid in nice, it was super ergonomic, and even off, if you wiggled a bit, it felt good. I walked around the room to test it and could barely walk—not from horniness! I couldn’t walk ‘cause I was laughing so hard. Walking with stuff shoved in your holes is always weird!

“Damn, you could smuggle a phone in jail with this!”

“Is it good? Bad? How’s it feel?” He watched me closely to see if I liked it.

“I don’t know yet; haven’t turned it on.”

I was fiddling with the remote that seemed low on battery, but suddenly the damn thing turned on.

“John!!!! Holy shit!!! Fuck!!!”

The thing buzzed to life inside me and summoned the devil himself in my pussy! My mouth wouldn’t close! I felt this huge rush of horniness, but I couldn’t stop laughing. I collapsed on the floor on my back, desperately pressing the remote to turn it down; I almost came in the process. Laughing and getting turned on were two things that went together for me. The thing in back I just felt the bulge; it didn’t bother me or give any sensation.

“Did you cum, girl?” he wanted to know, trying to figure out what I felt.

“No, but if it keeps going, I will!” I said, still laughing.

“Then cum!”

“Nah, I wanna walk outside to see how it is.” I was itching to get wild.

“Girl…”

I pulled up my shorts, turned the thing off, and we headed to the hallway; he took the remote from my hand.

“John, don’t turn it on when people are around ‘cause I can’t hold it together; this shit’s too strong. Got it?”

“Yeah, sure.” He lied.

In the elevator, he cranked it to max; I squirmed, and realizing there were cameras, I pretended to tie my shoes—I was in flip-flops.

“Like this, I’m gonna cum, you bastard!”

I was scared the elevator would stop and someone would come in and see my crazy face. On the ground floor, we took the longest way to avoid people; it was along the side of the building where almost no one passed. The jerk put it on max, and I had to stop and lean against the pillar.

“I’m gonna cum; hug me to hide my face.” I begged.

Guys, it was intense; my leg shook so bad he had to hold me up. I felt my pussy throbbing, clenching that thing inside, and when I clenched, it felt even better ‘cause the one in back stimulated me more. My face was sweaty; he turned it off so I could breathe and stop laughing. Anyone seeing us would’ve thought we were fighting or something, or that I was nuts with my laughing fits and orgasm faces.

We went to the back of the building, which had a rec area with tables where the old folks played checkers; it was out of the way and quiet. I could relax more there; I felt like spreading my legs and yelling. I came twice in a row there, and I was wiped—three times in under twenty minutes. I even had the brilliant idea to sit on my hand to move the jewel inside, and that was fucking wild.

We were chilling there, having fun with the mischief; occasionally a person or kid would pass, but far enough they couldn’t tell what we were doing. Without any good explanation, guess who showed up? Tati. She wouldn’t have noticed us if John’s chicken hadn’t clucked.

“Angie!” she called me by the nickname.

“Hey! What are you guys doing here?”

“I live here, duh!”

“Everything good, friend?” I asked, trying to act normal.

I was sweaty, freshly cummed, messy, and red-faced from orgasming three times in under twenty minutes; I had a thing in my ass and another in my pussy, and now I had to chat.

“Yeah, friend; what are you doing here?” she wanted to know.

“I came with my mom to her friend’s; we parked out back by the building next door and I came in through the side gate.” she said, pointing to the almost hidden gate.

“Johnny, don’t even think about it, okay?” I said in front of her; she didn’t get it—the jerk was gearing up to hit the button.

“I’ll be right back; gonna leave you two to chat a bit. Here.” John left and handed me the remote; I don’t know why, and I didn’t ask later.

“Friend, you look like shit; what’s going on?”

I laughed at that and couldn’t hold it in.

“Promise you won’t tell anyone?”

“Promise.”

“You caught us in the act.”

“Were you guys fucking here, you slut?”

“Worse; I’ve got a remote-control vibrator stuffed up front and a plug in back. It’s fucking hard to hold in, you know?”

“Controlled by phone?” the blonde asked.

“Nah, by this remote here!”

I barely finished when the sneaky bitch snatched it from my hand and ran off.

“Where do you press?”

“Tatiana! Tatiana, don’t do that…”

And the bitch did… she cranked it all the way to max power. My mouth and eyes went wide, and it felt like my face froze like that. Tatiana walked back to the table, testing the buttons. I had my face smashed sideways on the table like a drunk, but trying to hold back an orgasm. I heard her laughing.

“You can tell everyone a girl made you cum!” she said, cracking up…

After cussing her out and making sure I had the remote back, I said.

“Fuck, girl! This shit’s so good!”

“Can I borrow it?”

“It’s my mother-in-law’s!”

“She lent it to you?”

“Sort of; let’s just say she doesn’t know…”

And we laughed about it together.

“How’s it feel? I’m super curious, but if I buy one, I’m scared it’ll show up on my dad’s credit card bill.”

“This thing’s going pussy to pussy; you got the guts? We can just go upstairs.”

John was chatting with his buddies. I said Tati was going up to use the bathroom.

“Girl stuff; don’t ask, John.”

“Alright, I’m going too.”

To be continued.