Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 20866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 20866 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 104(@200wpm)___ 83(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
“Come on, girlfriend,” Rose coaxes. “What’s on your mind?”
I swallow hard before looking up to meet her eyes.
“Well, I don’t think one man is enough,” I manage in a somewhat unsteady voice. “I’d like to experience more.”
“Oh that!” Rose says in a light-hearted tone while tossing her locks back. “That’s normal, Lils. Lionel’s the first man you’ve fallen hard for, right? But who knows, there are probably tons of guys out there with bigger, girthier cocks. You won’t know if you don’t try them out for yourself. You’re sowing your wild oats, that’s all. Guys do it all the time, and it’s normal. It’s time for women to take a stand, and to have the freedom to do the same thing. They can’t slut-shame us for being wild in our teens when it’s totally acceptable for men.”
I nod, biting my lip until it almost hurts.
“Yes, but it’s more than just sowing my wild oats, Rose. It’s that I want more cocks. Simultaneously. I want to pleasure multiple men at once using my hands, mouth, ass, and pussy.”
My friend’s mouth snaps shut as she eyes me.
“Are you serious?”
I nod.
“So serious. It’s not that Lionel’s not enough, or that he’s not manly, or anything like that. I just have this incredible craving for cock, and I want more. I want to feel all of my holes plugged, and then have the men pull out and fill me with fresh cock. I want to be bathed in semen. I want the fluid to be dribbling down my chin as I suck it out of a man’s shaft, even as my hands reach over to tug on two other men’s cocks. I want to be chock full of dick.”
Rose stares at me, her jaw practically on the ground.
“Holy cow. You’re craving a gang-bang.”
“Basically, yes,” I acknowledge, a bit ashamed. “I know what you’re thinking. I’m super kinky and bizarre, and it’s scaring you.”
“No, not at all!” my friend exclaims immediately. “It’s not bizarre, it’s normal. I just wasn’t expecting it, that’s all.”
I nod, my shoulders drooping a bit.
“I know, because it’s weird. It’s unexpected. But in my two weeks off, that’s what I’ve realized. I’m not ready to settle down at all, and in fact, I think I’m at the beginning of my sexual journey. There’s more to go, and I feel like I’ve only dipped my toe in so far.”
“Wow,” Rose nods, her expression impressed. “So a taboo relationship with your stepfather isn’t cutting it.”
“No, it is cutting it,” I correct quickly. “I adore Lionel, and we have so much fun together. But I feel like there’s more out there. I want more men; more cock; and more adventure. I want to get out there and explore the world of sensuality that awaits.”
“Wow,” Rose repeats again, looking amazed. “So what’s going to happen? Are you going to break things off with Lionel? Drop out of high school and return to New York? Join a sex club while you’re there? I’ve heard of some crazy ones like Hacienda and the Box.”
I shake my head.
“I’m not sure,” I reply in a soft tone. “It’s confusing.”
“Well, at least talk to your stepdad,” Rose urges. “And finish high school too. We only have four more months, so it’s not a big deal to hang on for a bit longer. Once you have that diploma in hand, it’ll be on your resume forever. No one can take your education away from you.”
“That’s true,” I hum, still feeling majorly confused. “But do you think I should really talk to my stepdad about how I’m feeling?”
Rose thinks for a moment.
“Well, do you care about him?”
“Of course I care about Lionel!” I say hotly. “I love him, in fact.”
Rose nods, looking scandalized again.
“Wow, just wow. Love? But it makes sense. He’s hot, definitely,” she acknowledges.
I pin her with a look.
“Rosie, it goes beyond looks. Lionel is amazing in so many different ways. He’s manly, generous, giving in bed, a wonderful cook, and so many amazing qualities that I can’t list them all.”
She nods.
“So you should definitely talk to him then,” she says. “You owe him that, Lils. It would be weird if you took off with no explanation, especially since Lionel put a roof over your head after you came back, no questions asked. And he’s financing a new arena for the school too.”
I nod, toying a bit with my sandwich.
“I guess so. I’ll talk to him.”
“You won’t regret it,” my friend says encouragingly. “What’s the worst that could happen?”
“That he hates my guts?” I ask in an arch tone. “That he kicks me out because I’m telling him I want to see other men, simultaneously if possible? That his cock isn’t enough?”
Rose shrugs.
“Maybe he’ll hate you, but something tells me that he won’t. He’s older, Lils. Older guys are more mature – hopefully.”