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I stood in my room as the clock struck one on a Saturday afternoon, looking at dresses in nothing but a silk pink thong. I glanced over the three dresses on my bed, but then I heard moaning enter the airwaves.
I looked over at my closet and saw my doors jiggling a bit. "Are you fucking kidding me? Again, David?" I yelled, marching to my closet.
I nearly broke the door off as I opened it to find his six-foot brunette figure hiding in there with his hand down his shorts again. "Have you gotten a good look at me for the twentieth time, you little perv?" I asked, putting my arms out.
He just examined my whole body; my black hair, decent sized tits, and the rest of my somewhat-plump body and smiled.
"Get the hell out of my room!" I yelled, seizing his hand and yanking him out of the closet. I brought him past my bed and he fell onto it face first. He turned around as I still hadn't covered up.
"Why can't we be together, Naomi? I think we'd be a great couple."
"We've been over this a million times. I don't wanna be with you! Aside from the fact that we're step siblings, I'm a nineteen-year-old senior in high school, which means I'm an adult, and you are just a horny seventeen-year-old sophomore and still a teenager. You are an unpopular guy that could never, ever make it with a woman like me, simple as that."
I saw him staring at my medium sized tits. I got closer to him. "Take a good look, deviant," I said, shaking my breasts. "This is the last time you will ever see them. You know why? I'm telling our parents and you'll be grounded for a year."
I got some normal clothes while he just stayed on the bed. I wasn't paying any attention to him as I put a pink t-shirt on and slipped into some black shorts. Then as I was ready, I went to the door and grabbed the knob.
"No," he said, as I turned the knob.
"No what?"
His arms went up, and he bit his bottom lip. "I'm sorry I've been peeping on you, Naomi. You are just so beautiful, I can't help it."
"You can't be serious; you think you can butter me up now?" I laughed. "Get lost," I ordered him, waving my hand towards the door.
"Here is a question: why are you such a bitch?" he inquired, getting off the bed. "Do you just see me as some hopeless guy that wants something that I can never have? I mean really, why are you like this?"
"Just get the fuck out of my room."
Then he came toward the door, and I opened it for him. He strolled the last two feet to the doorway. "Are you gonna tell them?"
"No, but I should, you fucking asshole," I answered, pushing him out.
He looked back at me with his eyebrows going down. "Do you ever just look in the mirror and ask 'What the fuck is wrong with me?' Naomi?"
"As a matter of fact, I don't, you pathetic piece of shit," I replied, closing the door.
Then I smiled. "I thought that fucker would never leave."
I just went back to my business, and picked out a dress for a date I had set up for the next weekend. I picked it up and put it by my mirror. I stripped out of the shirt and shorts and looked into the mirror at my nearly naked body.
"What the fuck does he know? No one likes to be peeped on, but I do look fucking good. Screw him," I said, before I picked up the dress up.
I put it on and looked at myself again. "Correction; I look motherfucking good!" I smiled, and then took it back off. I put it back on my bed and examined it again. "Damn it, David. You wrinkled the shit out of this with your skinny ass."
I locked myself in my room, and picked out different accessories and everything else I wanted for my date the next weekend. About three hours after the outburst, I heard a knock on the door as I was still in just my thong.
I put on a bra, opened the door, and saw David standing there looking down. "What the hell do you want?"
"I just wanted to say sorry."
"Oh, you're sorry?" I asked, grinning. "Great, now I can wipe my ass. Thank you so much for peeping on me so just so you could apologize for it."
"So there is absolutely no way you would ever let me even kiss you? Just to see if there is any chemistry between us?"
"Are you serious? Do you hear yourself?" I laughed, moving my head around and slapping my hip. "I'm the bitch, remember?"
"Will you at least set me up with a friend, if you are gonna just cut yourself off completely from me?"
I laughed, and leaned forward for a second. "No, fuck that bullshit. I'm way the fuck too good to be with you. Why the hell would I set up you with one of my friends?"
"Well, because I'm a good guy and I deserve to find someone good enough for me. I wanted it to be you, but you are proving me wrong on that. So, I would just hope some good part of you in there somewhere would at least do this for me."
"Well, at least you can hope," I said, just before I shut the door in his face again.
I went about my business again and didn't give him another thought. As the clock struck midnight, I stripped out of my bra and thong and went to bed. I fell right asleep, and didn't even have to masturbate.
When the four o clock hour had just passed, I woke up and sat up. "Fuck, I'm a bitch," I said, bringing my arms up and slamming them down. "He didn't deserve that; I should apologize tomorrow."
I looked up at the mirror that was in front of my bed. Then I got up, shed a single tear, and ambled to the door. I took in a deep breath and grasped the door knob. Before I could turn it, though, it went to the left and the door opened. Once again, I saw David standing there; he was in the same clothes he'd worn earlier. "You again?"
He just eyeballed my eyes for a few seconds, prior to leaning in and kissing me. He kissed me for about five seconds, before I pushed him off me. "What the fuck was that? Why did you kiss me?"
"I love you, Naomi," he stated, looking into my brown eyes.
"I don't care! Go back to your room and leave me alone," I told him, just before I closed the door.
I lay back down on my bed and shed a couple more tears. "What the hell was that?" I wondered, glaring at the ceiling.
"He confessed that in the middle of the night, and didn't even look at my tits or pussy? He has gotta be screwing with me," I said, before I clenched my fists.
I went back to sleep and awoke that Sunday morning at around ten or so. I immediately glanced at myself in the mirror again, and I just bit my bottom lip. "Fuck him, he doesn't love me; he was just trying his bullshit again."
I got dressed and went out into the hallway. When I entered the living room, now in different clothes, I found him with our parents, watching a football game.
"Come on, we need to play some better defense if we are gonna win this game," he chanted, as he clapped.
We made eye contact for a second, but nothing was said or done as I strolled to the kitchen. I did feel slightly bad, but I stood my ground.
"Yes, touchdown!" he yelled, as he leaped up off the couch.
I made my way back towards the hallway. "Was that the same guy that was at my door confessing his love to me six hours ago?" I asked myself, as I walked out into the hallway. "What is he, a nut?" I inquired, glancing back at the living room.
Over the next few weeks, he began avoiding me. He never said a word to me, but yet I always found him to be happy. I would find him talking on his phone and laughing or just playing basketball outside with friends, with a smile on his face.
Four weeks after his confession, I stood at the kitchen window and watched him play basketball with his friends. "What game are you playing with me, David? You spy on me for four months straight and tell me that you wanna be with me. Now what? Are you just going cold turkey?"
I observed him out there for a few minutes, and then, due to the summer heat, he took off his shirt. My eyes immediately widened. "Fuck, you do have that chest and stomach working for you, I'll give you that."
I continued to watch him for a couple of minutes, and then my teeth bit down firmly on my bottom lip. My slit became wet as my eyes checked out his nice ass. I closed my eyes. "No, you are not becoming attracted to him! This is the same fucker that you have shot down a million times before."
I moved away from the window and leaned down onto my knees. I clenched my fists, only him on my mind. "Fuck," I roared, hitting the wall. I remained there for a couple more minutes, putting my right palm onto my forehead as I sported an angry look. "Shit."
"What are you doing?" Eric asked, looking at me, still shirtless and about eight feet from me at the back door by the kitchen.
My face turned to him as my eyebrows went down. "Nothing that concerns you," I answered, straightening up.
I marched out of the kitchen, which required going right past him. I then ran to my room on that Saturday afternoon, and didn't look back. I walked into my room and shut the door. "Damn, please tell me this isn't happening," I pleaded to myself, while positioning my hands over my face. "If it happens, I'll have to beat the shit out of myself."
I locked my door and laid down around four in the afternoon. "Oh, I hate that jackass." I didn't bother getting up until around eleven. Our parents were out for a three day weekend, so no one else would notice my absence. During that seven hours, my hand found its way into my panties. I touched my wet pussy, and began rubbing it, in hopes I could extract him from my mind. "Yes, John, shove your cock up inside my pussy."
As John was an ex, I thought I'd use him. The thought of us making love together entered my mind; it had taken place in this very bed! We were both naked, and he was kissing me, our eyes closed. "Yes, cum inside me, John. I wanna feel it."
I imagined us continuing to make love for a moment as I sat up slightly and pushed my shorts and panty down. I assaulted my pussy by rubbing it back and forth very quickly. Lady juice soaked my bed sheets, and I sat up completely.
"Yes, John, make me cum too," I moaned, just before I slammed back down.
I bit my lip again, and my heart began beating even harder. My other hand began to hit my bed repeatedly and I felt like my slit was on fire.
"Yes, John, I'm cumming now! Cum with me, please!"
Then at the last second, just before I came, I imagined it was David making love to me. "I'll cum for you, Naomi, because I love you," David muttered, in my mind.
I immediately opened my eyes, and all the pleasure of my orgasm was sucked out. "No, no, no. I'm not attracted to him," I snapped, taking my hand off my cherry. "He is just some horny moron that means nothing to me," I swore, sitting up and pulling my shorts and panties back up.
At roughly midnight, I rose up off my bed as I heard some moaning. "What the fuck?" I asked, getting off my bed. I strolled towards my door and the moaning became louder.
"Yes, I need to cum for you, baby," I heard David say, as I opened the door.
"David, are you having sex with someone?" I wondered, heading towards his room. I tiptoed across and saw his light still on. My hand went to the handle and turned it.
"You are shitting me," I muttered, as I found David on his bed, making love to some woman with blonde hair. All I could see was the tops of their heads as they moved slightly.
"Unbelievable, now that you have someone to fuck, you just take me completely out of the equation?" I whispered, as I nodded. "So, what, are you over me now?"
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he moaned, beginning to thrust his cock even harder.
"Cum inside me," the mystery woman ordered, wrapping her arms around him.
"Destiny?" I wondered, taking a good look at the top of her head.
They remained together for another minute, and it looked like he squirted his seed inside her. "Oh, fuck, that feels better every time," David muttered, out of breath.
"No kidding," the woman replied, wiping her forehead.
Now that both verdicts were in, he stood up and got off the bed. I caught sight of his cock for the first time, and it looked to be about seven inches long and fairly thick.
"Wow, not huge, but good enough to get the job done," I whispered, dropping down onto my knees.
I began breathing heavily, and couldn't get my eyes to part from his cock. Just then the woman got off the bed too, and I got to see the front half of her nude body. "Damn, this chick is hot," I whispered, starting at her feet and examining her.
I saw her thin legs, shaved slit, and her tits, which were bigger than mine, and then I looked at her face. "Yep, Destiny. That stupid slut, she'll have sex with anyone, even a sophomore," I muttered, before I hit my hip. "You stupid bitch! How did you two even meet?" I whispered.
As I watched, they went to each other and began making out. Her hands dropped to his cock and began rubbing it slowly. "Damn, leave it you to fuck my best friend to steal all the pleasure out of not only my masturbation session, but being a voyeur too. You both really suck," I said, standing back up. I closed the door just as Destiny lowered herself to her knees. I strolled back to my room and shut the door.
I put my arms up made my right hand a fist. "Motherfucker," I whispered, hitting my left hand. "Why the fuck does it have to be her?" I muttered, raising both of my hands over my head. "Any other chick on the planet would be fine," I said, bringing my arms down to my bed.
"Why did you have to bone my best..." I said, just before my hands hit the bed. "Friend," I whispered, dropping my hands back to my sides. "Oh, you bastard, David. Are you getting back at me by fucking her? So, are you just waiting to spring it on me?" I laughed. "Pretty smooth; how did I not see that coming?"
I opened up my door again and tiptoed back to his door. I again opened it up slightly, just in time to see him stroking his cock. "Shit, here it comes," he moaned, before he showered her face.
She let it drip and run for a moment before speaking. "Oh, that's nice. I'll let you do as much as you want, fuck Naomi," Destiny muttered.
"No kidding," he agreed.
My right hand slowly rubbed my head. "I don't even know which one of them I'm more pissed at," I whispered, shutting the door. I went back to my room again and stripped to my bra and panty.
I examined myself in my mirror once more, wearing a pissed off face. "Don't get mad or he wins," I told myself, before I lay down on my bed. "That big son of a bitch, though! Pretty fucking slick, you sneaky prick."
I moved my hand to my upper neck and felt my heart beating like table tennis players playing only a few inches away. From there, my hand slowly made its way back into my panty. "I will not picture David," I muttered, rubbing my pussy. It felt slightly good as pure physical pleasure, but my mind couldn't think of anything sexy as I closed my eyes.
I brought my left hand up to my tits, and it froze there for a moment. I continued to rub my slit with my other hand for another minute. "Shit, I can't even masturbate," I groaned, just before my arm dropped.
"Yeah, give it to me, David," I heard Destiny moan.
"They are still going at it? Shit!"
I turned on my fan to drown them out and I went to sleep. I woke up a few times throughout the night due to them. Even though we had school the next day, I still heard them going at it. The last time I heard them, I glanced at the clock and it was a quarter after four. "You've got to be kidding me! You two have to be in class in less than four hours."
I went back to sleep again, only to have my alarm go off just a couple hours later. I got up and put some clothes on. I roamed out to the hallway, but didn't hear moaning.
"Oh, so you do have limits?" I asked, opening his door. I saw them sleeping soundly.
"I'll just say you never came out of here and when our parents get back in a few hours, you can explain why you aren't in school," I said while smiling, just before I shut the door. I left exhausted, but with a smile on my face. It was a long Monday, but I never saw David or Destiny.
"Well, I'll see what happens when I get home," I said, gathering things at my locker.
I drove back home, but had trouble staying awake. I barely made it back without falling asleep. "Where the hell are our parents?" I wondered, getting out or my car and shutting the door. I walked to the front door. "I hope they still get busted," I said, walking inside.
Inside the house I heard nothing, but a dead silence. "Huh," I said, putting my right hand on my hip. I ambled to his bedroom and peeked in, but it was empty. "Now where the fuck are they?"
I searched the whole house, but I completely tired myself out in the process, and I found no one there. "Son of a bitch, I can barely even stand up now," I yawned, before I went back to my room.
I shut my door, saw my comfy bed, and lay down on it, grinning. "Fuck, why do I even care so much?" I asked, before I took a nap at about 3:30. I fell asleep quickly and slept for three hours. When the clock struck 6:30, I awoke with a massive headache.
"Son of a big, fat, motherfucking bitch," I groaned, as I stretched out; my body felt weak. I got up and walked to my door. I strolled out into the hallway and walked calmly to his door, but heard nothing.
"Are you sleeping after skipping school?" I whispered, opening the door. I frowned when I saw his room was empty. I scratched my head as I let out a giant yawn.
"Oh, yes," I heard David mutter in the living room.
My head went up and my fists clenched. "Oh, you are not having sex in the living room!" I said, walking towards it. I took a peek in there; they were on the couch by the TV together, but she had her head down in his lap, her mouth occupied by his cock. At least they were clothed.
"Yes, get the whole thing in your mouth, Destiny," he murmured, while leaning his head back.
"Motherfucker," I whispered, bringing my hands to my face. I kept them there for a minute, before they dropped. "Seriously, Destiny?" I asked, loud enough for them to hear me as I walked in there. "You had to shag him? My step brother that isn't anywhere near cool enough to be in our clique?" I questioned, as I stopped only a few feet in front of them.
"Naomi, could you find it somewhere in your bitchy heart to just not be a total whiny ass about this?" David asked, as she kept sucking his cock and he began to caress her head. "We really don't want to hear you bark your stupid bullshit, you fucking floozy."
"Show me some respect, asshole, and could you just stop for one minute, Destiny? I thought you were my best friend."
"She is, but she just wants to hang out with me a little bit too," he answered, sweating away. "That's alright with you, right? I mean, since you couldn't stomach me being with you at all, you know what I mean? I should be able to be with whoever I want, even if it is Destiny. By the way, she is wicked in the bedroom or in the living room," he chuckled.
My hands pressed to my hips as I gave them a dirty look. I saw her left eye glance at me for a second, but that was it.
"Oh, Destiny, I'm gonna cum," he moaned, releasing her head.
She took his cock out of her mouth, but only rose a few inches over it. "Cum all over my face, David and let the cunt see it."
"Did you just call me a cunt?" I inquired, crossing my arms just as, right in front of me, he sprayed her entire face and some of her hair with four big shots of cum. "Seriously? You just did that right in front of me!" I snapped, displaying a disgusted face, stomping my right foot and putting my hands up.
"We're not gonna take a break just because you want to stand there glaring at us with your pissed off face," she answered, cleaning off her face with a tissue.
I gave her the same look for a minute as they stayed silent. "Is that all you have to say to me?"
"You are a total moron for not letting him make love to you. He has such a huge cock and he knows how to use it too. If anyone has something wrong with them here, it's you."
"You both suck. I thought you were my friend, Destiny."
"Like he said, I still am. I just wanna spend some time with him too, that's all." She began stroking his cock as she kissed his left cheek.
"Where the fuck are our parents, anyway?"
"Oh, they said they'd be gone for the rest of the week, at least. So you might wanna peek in here first before you just prance in. We might be having sex in here and we don't want any voyeurs," he answered, bringing her closer to him. "You understand, right?"
"Not only am I supposed to be okay with this, but wherever you feel like having sex is just off limits to me too?"
"Now you're getting it!" Destiny cheered, taking off her shirt. "You've always been a stupid bitch, and you could never see a good thing standing right in front of you. Does the name Joel Stewart ring a bell?"
"Fuck you, Destiny, that's out of line. He was a good friend before you dug your claws in him," I snapped, looking at her. My face turned to him. "You didn't deserve how I treated you, David, but I don't deserve this shit," I told him, shaking my head. "Have fun fucking this slut."
"Naomi," Destiny said, unhooking her bra. "Get your stupid ass off that high horse," she suggested, before her bra fell off. Then she unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down.
"Will you get the fuck out now, you stuck up harlot? I'm gonna have sex with my hot girlfriend again," David told me, lying down and pulling her on top of him.
I ran over to the couch and got right in his face.
"What?" David asked.
I slapped the shit out of him. "Fuck you both!" I yelled, just before I marched toward the hallway. "I thought you were at least a decent guy," I told him, before I bolted to my room.
"Hey, you had many chances to get with him! So you have no one to blame, but yourself, Naomi!" Destiny yelled.
"Find a new best friend, tart!" I yelped, marching right to my room, as pissed off as I had ever been in my life.
"I'm gonna get that asshole back! I don't know how, but I'm gonna get him back hard," I said, as I arrived at my bedroom door.
I looked over at my closet and saw my doors jiggling a bit. "Are you fucking kidding me? Again, David?" I yelled, marching to my closet.
I nearly broke the door off as I opened it to find his six-foot brunette figure hiding in there with his hand down his shorts again. "Have you gotten a good look at me for the twentieth time, you little perv?" I asked, putting my arms out.
He just examined my whole body; my black hair, decent sized tits, and the rest of my somewhat-plump body and smiled.
"Get the hell out of my room!" I yelled, seizing his hand and yanking him out of the closet. I brought him past my bed and he fell onto it face first. He turned around as I still hadn't covered up.
"Why can't we be together, Naomi? I think we'd be a great couple."
"We've been over this a million times. I don't wanna be with you! Aside from the fact that we're step siblings, I'm a nineteen-year-old senior in high school, which means I'm an adult, and you are just a horny seventeen-year-old sophomore and still a teenager. You are an unpopular guy that could never, ever make it with a woman like me, simple as that."
I saw him staring at my medium sized tits. I got closer to him. "Take a good look, deviant," I said, shaking my breasts. "This is the last time you will ever see them. You know why? I'm telling our parents and you'll be grounded for a year."
I got some normal clothes while he just stayed on the bed. I wasn't paying any attention to him as I put a pink t-shirt on and slipped into some black shorts. Then as I was ready, I went to the door and grabbed the knob.
"No," he said, as I turned the knob.
"No what?"
His arms went up, and he bit his bottom lip. "I'm sorry I've been peeping on you, Naomi. You are just so beautiful, I can't help it."
"You can't be serious; you think you can butter me up now?" I laughed. "Get lost," I ordered him, waving my hand towards the door.
"Here is a question: why are you such a bitch?" he inquired, getting off the bed. "Do you just see me as some hopeless guy that wants something that I can never have? I mean really, why are you like this?"
"Just get the fuck out of my room."
Then he came toward the door, and I opened it for him. He strolled the last two feet to the doorway. "Are you gonna tell them?"
"No, but I should, you fucking asshole," I answered, pushing him out.
He looked back at me with his eyebrows going down. "Do you ever just look in the mirror and ask 'What the fuck is wrong with me?' Naomi?"
"As a matter of fact, I don't, you pathetic piece of shit," I replied, closing the door.
Then I smiled. "I thought that fucker would never leave."
I just went back to my business, and picked out a dress for a date I had set up for the next weekend. I picked it up and put it by my mirror. I stripped out of the shirt and shorts and looked into the mirror at my nearly naked body.
"What the fuck does he know? No one likes to be peeped on, but I do look fucking good. Screw him," I said, before I picked up the dress up.
I put it on and looked at myself again. "Correction; I look motherfucking good!" I smiled, and then took it back off. I put it back on my bed and examined it again. "Damn it, David. You wrinkled the shit out of this with your skinny ass."
I locked myself in my room, and picked out different accessories and everything else I wanted for my date the next weekend. About three hours after the outburst, I heard a knock on the door as I was still in just my thong.
I put on a bra, opened the door, and saw David standing there looking down. "What the hell do you want?"
"I just wanted to say sorry."
"Oh, you're sorry?" I asked, grinning. "Great, now I can wipe my ass. Thank you so much for peeping on me so just so you could apologize for it."
"So there is absolutely no way you would ever let me even kiss you? Just to see if there is any chemistry between us?"
"Are you serious? Do you hear yourself?" I laughed, moving my head around and slapping my hip. "I'm the bitch, remember?"
"Will you at least set me up with a friend, if you are gonna just cut yourself off completely from me?"
I laughed, and leaned forward for a second. "No, fuck that bullshit. I'm way the fuck too good to be with you. Why the hell would I set up you with one of my friends?"
"Well, because I'm a good guy and I deserve to find someone good enough for me. I wanted it to be you, but you are proving me wrong on that. So, I would just hope some good part of you in there somewhere would at least do this for me."
"Well, at least you can hope," I said, just before I shut the door in his face again.
I went about my business again and didn't give him another thought. As the clock struck midnight, I stripped out of my bra and thong and went to bed. I fell right asleep, and didn't even have to masturbate.
When the four o clock hour had just passed, I woke up and sat up. "Fuck, I'm a bitch," I said, bringing my arms up and slamming them down. "He didn't deserve that; I should apologize tomorrow."
I looked up at the mirror that was in front of my bed. Then I got up, shed a single tear, and ambled to the door. I took in a deep breath and grasped the door knob. Before I could turn it, though, it went to the left and the door opened. Once again, I saw David standing there; he was in the same clothes he'd worn earlier. "You again?"
He just eyeballed my eyes for a few seconds, prior to leaning in and kissing me. He kissed me for about five seconds, before I pushed him off me. "What the fuck was that? Why did you kiss me?"
"I love you, Naomi," he stated, looking into my brown eyes.
"I don't care! Go back to your room and leave me alone," I told him, just before I closed the door.
I lay back down on my bed and shed a couple more tears. "What the hell was that?" I wondered, glaring at the ceiling.
"He confessed that in the middle of the night, and didn't even look at my tits or pussy? He has gotta be screwing with me," I said, before I clenched my fists.
I went back to sleep and awoke that Sunday morning at around ten or so. I immediately glanced at myself in the mirror again, and I just bit my bottom lip. "Fuck him, he doesn't love me; he was just trying his bullshit again."
I got dressed and went out into the hallway. When I entered the living room, now in different clothes, I found him with our parents, watching a football game.
"Come on, we need to play some better defense if we are gonna win this game," he chanted, as he clapped.
We made eye contact for a second, but nothing was said or done as I strolled to the kitchen. I did feel slightly bad, but I stood my ground.
"Yes, touchdown!" he yelled, as he leaped up off the couch.
I made my way back towards the hallway. "Was that the same guy that was at my door confessing his love to me six hours ago?" I asked myself, as I walked out into the hallway. "What is he, a nut?" I inquired, glancing back at the living room.
Over the next few weeks, he began avoiding me. He never said a word to me, but yet I always found him to be happy. I would find him talking on his phone and laughing or just playing basketball outside with friends, with a smile on his face.
Four weeks after his confession, I stood at the kitchen window and watched him play basketball with his friends. "What game are you playing with me, David? You spy on me for four months straight and tell me that you wanna be with me. Now what? Are you just going cold turkey?"
I observed him out there for a few minutes, and then, due to the summer heat, he took off his shirt. My eyes immediately widened. "Fuck, you do have that chest and stomach working for you, I'll give you that."
I continued to watch him for a couple of minutes, and then my teeth bit down firmly on my bottom lip. My slit became wet as my eyes checked out his nice ass. I closed my eyes. "No, you are not becoming attracted to him! This is the same fucker that you have shot down a million times before."
I moved away from the window and leaned down onto my knees. I clenched my fists, only him on my mind. "Fuck," I roared, hitting the wall. I remained there for a couple more minutes, putting my right palm onto my forehead as I sported an angry look. "Shit."
"What are you doing?" Eric asked, looking at me, still shirtless and about eight feet from me at the back door by the kitchen.
My face turned to him as my eyebrows went down. "Nothing that concerns you," I answered, straightening up.
I marched out of the kitchen, which required going right past him. I then ran to my room on that Saturday afternoon, and didn't look back. I walked into my room and shut the door. "Damn, please tell me this isn't happening," I pleaded to myself, while positioning my hands over my face. "If it happens, I'll have to beat the shit out of myself."
I locked my door and laid down around four in the afternoon. "Oh, I hate that jackass." I didn't bother getting up until around eleven. Our parents were out for a three day weekend, so no one else would notice my absence. During that seven hours, my hand found its way into my panties. I touched my wet pussy, and began rubbing it, in hopes I could extract him from my mind. "Yes, John, shove your cock up inside my pussy."
As John was an ex, I thought I'd use him. The thought of us making love together entered my mind; it had taken place in this very bed! We were both naked, and he was kissing me, our eyes closed. "Yes, cum inside me, John. I wanna feel it."
I imagined us continuing to make love for a moment as I sat up slightly and pushed my shorts and panty down. I assaulted my pussy by rubbing it back and forth very quickly. Lady juice soaked my bed sheets, and I sat up completely.
"Yes, John, make me cum too," I moaned, just before I slammed back down.
I bit my lip again, and my heart began beating even harder. My other hand began to hit my bed repeatedly and I felt like my slit was on fire.
"Yes, John, I'm cumming now! Cum with me, please!"
Then at the last second, just before I came, I imagined it was David making love to me. "I'll cum for you, Naomi, because I love you," David muttered, in my mind.
I immediately opened my eyes, and all the pleasure of my orgasm was sucked out. "No, no, no. I'm not attracted to him," I snapped, taking my hand off my cherry. "He is just some horny moron that means nothing to me," I swore, sitting up and pulling my shorts and panties back up.
At roughly midnight, I rose up off my bed as I heard some moaning. "What the fuck?" I asked, getting off my bed. I strolled towards my door and the moaning became louder.
"Yes, I need to cum for you, baby," I heard David say, as I opened the door.
"David, are you having sex with someone?" I wondered, heading towards his room. I tiptoed across and saw his light still on. My hand went to the handle and turned it.
"You are shitting me," I muttered, as I found David on his bed, making love to some woman with blonde hair. All I could see was the tops of their heads as they moved slightly.
"Unbelievable, now that you have someone to fuck, you just take me completely out of the equation?" I whispered, as I nodded. "So, what, are you over me now?"
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum," he moaned, beginning to thrust his cock even harder.
"Cum inside me," the mystery woman ordered, wrapping her arms around him.
"Destiny?" I wondered, taking a good look at the top of her head.
They remained together for another minute, and it looked like he squirted his seed inside her. "Oh, fuck, that feels better every time," David muttered, out of breath.
"No kidding," the woman replied, wiping her forehead.
Now that both verdicts were in, he stood up and got off the bed. I caught sight of his cock for the first time, and it looked to be about seven inches long and fairly thick.
"Wow, not huge, but good enough to get the job done," I whispered, dropping down onto my knees.
I began breathing heavily, and couldn't get my eyes to part from his cock. Just then the woman got off the bed too, and I got to see the front half of her nude body. "Damn, this chick is hot," I whispered, starting at her feet and examining her.
I saw her thin legs, shaved slit, and her tits, which were bigger than mine, and then I looked at her face. "Yep, Destiny. That stupid slut, she'll have sex with anyone, even a sophomore," I muttered, before I hit my hip. "You stupid bitch! How did you two even meet?" I whispered.
As I watched, they went to each other and began making out. Her hands dropped to his cock and began rubbing it slowly. "Damn, leave it you to fuck my best friend to steal all the pleasure out of not only my masturbation session, but being a voyeur too. You both really suck," I said, standing back up. I closed the door just as Destiny lowered herself to her knees. I strolled back to my room and shut the door.
I put my arms up made my right hand a fist. "Motherfucker," I whispered, hitting my left hand. "Why the fuck does it have to be her?" I muttered, raising both of my hands over my head. "Any other chick on the planet would be fine," I said, bringing my arms down to my bed.
"Why did you have to bone my best..." I said, just before my hands hit the bed. "Friend," I whispered, dropping my hands back to my sides. "Oh, you bastard, David. Are you getting back at me by fucking her? So, are you just waiting to spring it on me?" I laughed. "Pretty smooth; how did I not see that coming?"
I opened up my door again and tiptoed back to his door. I again opened it up slightly, just in time to see him stroking his cock. "Shit, here it comes," he moaned, before he showered her face.
She let it drip and run for a moment before speaking. "Oh, that's nice. I'll let you do as much as you want, fuck Naomi," Destiny muttered.
"No kidding," he agreed.
My right hand slowly rubbed my head. "I don't even know which one of them I'm more pissed at," I whispered, shutting the door. I went back to my room again and stripped to my bra and panty.
I examined myself in my mirror once more, wearing a pissed off face. "Don't get mad or he wins," I told myself, before I lay down on my bed. "That big son of a bitch, though! Pretty fucking slick, you sneaky prick."
I moved my hand to my upper neck and felt my heart beating like table tennis players playing only a few inches away. From there, my hand slowly made its way back into my panty. "I will not picture David," I muttered, rubbing my pussy. It felt slightly good as pure physical pleasure, but my mind couldn't think of anything sexy as I closed my eyes.
I brought my left hand up to my tits, and it froze there for a moment. I continued to rub my slit with my other hand for another minute. "Shit, I can't even masturbate," I groaned, just before my arm dropped.
"Yeah, give it to me, David," I heard Destiny moan.
"They are still going at it? Shit!"
I turned on my fan to drown them out and I went to sleep. I woke up a few times throughout the night due to them. Even though we had school the next day, I still heard them going at it. The last time I heard them, I glanced at the clock and it was a quarter after four. "You've got to be kidding me! You two have to be in class in less than four hours."
I went back to sleep again, only to have my alarm go off just a couple hours later. I got up and put some clothes on. I roamed out to the hallway, but didn't hear moaning.
"Oh, so you do have limits?" I asked, opening his door. I saw them sleeping soundly.
"I'll just say you never came out of here and when our parents get back in a few hours, you can explain why you aren't in school," I said while smiling, just before I shut the door. I left exhausted, but with a smile on my face. It was a long Monday, but I never saw David or Destiny.
"Well, I'll see what happens when I get home," I said, gathering things at my locker.
I drove back home, but had trouble staying awake. I barely made it back without falling asleep. "Where the hell are our parents?" I wondered, getting out or my car and shutting the door. I walked to the front door. "I hope they still get busted," I said, walking inside.
Inside the house I heard nothing, but a dead silence. "Huh," I said, putting my right hand on my hip. I ambled to his bedroom and peeked in, but it was empty. "Now where the fuck are they?"
I searched the whole house, but I completely tired myself out in the process, and I found no one there. "Son of a bitch, I can barely even stand up now," I yawned, before I went back to my room.
I shut my door, saw my comfy bed, and lay down on it, grinning. "Fuck, why do I even care so much?" I asked, before I took a nap at about 3:30. I fell asleep quickly and slept for three hours. When the clock struck 6:30, I awoke with a massive headache.
"Son of a big, fat, motherfucking bitch," I groaned, as I stretched out; my body felt weak. I got up and walked to my door. I strolled out into the hallway and walked calmly to his door, but heard nothing.
"Are you sleeping after skipping school?" I whispered, opening the door. I frowned when I saw his room was empty. I scratched my head as I let out a giant yawn.
"Oh, yes," I heard David mutter in the living room.
My head went up and my fists clenched. "Oh, you are not having sex in the living room!" I said, walking towards it. I took a peek in there; they were on the couch by the TV together, but she had her head down in his lap, her mouth occupied by his cock. At least they were clothed.
"Yes, get the whole thing in your mouth, Destiny," he murmured, while leaning his head back.
"Motherfucker," I whispered, bringing my hands to my face. I kept them there for a minute, before they dropped. "Seriously, Destiny?" I asked, loud enough for them to hear me as I walked in there. "You had to shag him? My step brother that isn't anywhere near cool enough to be in our clique?" I questioned, as I stopped only a few feet in front of them.
"Naomi, could you find it somewhere in your bitchy heart to just not be a total whiny ass about this?" David asked, as she kept sucking his cock and he began to caress her head. "We really don't want to hear you bark your stupid bullshit, you fucking floozy."
"Show me some respect, asshole, and could you just stop for one minute, Destiny? I thought you were my best friend."
"She is, but she just wants to hang out with me a little bit too," he answered, sweating away. "That's alright with you, right? I mean, since you couldn't stomach me being with you at all, you know what I mean? I should be able to be with whoever I want, even if it is Destiny. By the way, she is wicked in the bedroom or in the living room," he chuckled.
My hands pressed to my hips as I gave them a dirty look. I saw her left eye glance at me for a second, but that was it.
"Oh, Destiny, I'm gonna cum," he moaned, releasing her head.
She took his cock out of her mouth, but only rose a few inches over it. "Cum all over my face, David and let the cunt see it."
"Did you just call me a cunt?" I inquired, crossing my arms just as, right in front of me, he sprayed her entire face and some of her hair with four big shots of cum. "Seriously? You just did that right in front of me!" I snapped, displaying a disgusted face, stomping my right foot and putting my hands up.
"We're not gonna take a break just because you want to stand there glaring at us with your pissed off face," she answered, cleaning off her face with a tissue.
I gave her the same look for a minute as they stayed silent. "Is that all you have to say to me?"
"You are a total moron for not letting him make love to you. He has such a huge cock and he knows how to use it too. If anyone has something wrong with them here, it's you."
"You both suck. I thought you were my friend, Destiny."
"Like he said, I still am. I just wanna spend some time with him too, that's all." She began stroking his cock as she kissed his left cheek.
"Where the fuck are our parents, anyway?"
"Oh, they said they'd be gone for the rest of the week, at least. So you might wanna peek in here first before you just prance in. We might be having sex in here and we don't want any voyeurs," he answered, bringing her closer to him. "You understand, right?"
"Not only am I supposed to be okay with this, but wherever you feel like having sex is just off limits to me too?"
"Now you're getting it!" Destiny cheered, taking off her shirt. "You've always been a stupid bitch, and you could never see a good thing standing right in front of you. Does the name Joel Stewart ring a bell?"
"Fuck you, Destiny, that's out of line. He was a good friend before you dug your claws in him," I snapped, looking at her. My face turned to him. "You didn't deserve how I treated you, David, but I don't deserve this shit," I told him, shaking my head. "Have fun fucking this slut."
"Naomi," Destiny said, unhooking her bra. "Get your stupid ass off that high horse," she suggested, before her bra fell off. Then she unbuttoned her pants and pushed them down.
"Will you get the fuck out now, you stuck up harlot? I'm gonna have sex with my hot girlfriend again," David told me, lying down and pulling her on top of him.
I ran over to the couch and got right in his face.
"What?" David asked.
I slapped the shit out of him. "Fuck you both!" I yelled, just before I marched toward the hallway. "I thought you were at least a decent guy," I told him, before I bolted to my room.
"Hey, you had many chances to get with him! So you have no one to blame, but yourself, Naomi!" Destiny yelled.
"Find a new best friend, tart!" I yelped, marching right to my room, as pissed off as I had ever been in my life.
"I'm gonna get that asshole back! I don't know how, but I'm gonna get him back hard," I said, as I arrived at my bedroom door.
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