It has to be special–1
If I was a man I’d be dying right now.
I’d heard the term ‘blue balls‘ before and never understood it until I told Ethan what I really wanted to do to him after a few minutes of him touching me. In the end, he decided it was all going a little too fast for him. It would’ve been super hot if he had stiffened up the right way, but instead, he called it a night and gave a ‘we’ll try again later‘ spiel.
I’d been mortified, worried for the first time in my life that I might have said something a little too obscene, and sexually frustrated. Not even my beloved Rabbit could do the trick when I got home, and the cold shower is a total myth.
Maybe it works for guys, but not me!
Instead of being hot and wet, I was cold and wet. The erotic dream that followed that
night made it even worse the next morning, which happened to be a full day of classes for
- me.
Mondays suck.
Being a virgin sucks.
Blue balls suck… “I wonder what it’s called for a girl?” I whispered to myself.
Not that it mattered. Nothing mattered anymore, well, except that it was the end of the school day, and I didn’t have to work at The Coffee Barn tonight. Oh, and maybe getting to have an orgasm too. That’d be nice. Until last night, I’d never had Rabbit be so useless.
Ethan and Seth have ruined me!
“Cassie!” Seth hollered down the hallway, jogging towards me.
Growling under my breath, I clutched my school books to my chest and darted towards my locker. I banged it open and tossed my homework into my pink and black backpack. Quickly swinging the strap onto my shoulder, I slammed the door shut, grabbed my lock, and turned in the opposite direction Seth was coming in.
“Hey, Cass, don’t be mad at me. Last night was all Ethan’s doing. I was ready and willing!” Seth shouted just as loudly.
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I flipped around, my eyes wide with disbelief. I could feel my chest starting to splotch red with embarrassment. “Gee, could you say it any louder?”
Seth paused in front of me and his face scrunched up as he rubbed the back of his neck. “Uh, what could I say louder?”
“That I’m a big ho? Or, here’s a good one, that I wanna be a cum bucket!” I whispered harshly. “You may as well have told everyone!”
His shout of laughter echoed in the emptying halls and his shoulders shook. “I. Love it. When you. Talk dirty. To me,” Seth gasped out through hiccups of laughter.
I sneered at him. “What do you want?”
“Ethan wants you to come-” he stopped and sputtered like a broken down car, his shoulders shaking harder than ever.
My fingers itched to take a swipe at his face. “Oh, you’re fucking funny, Seth!”
He calmed himself down enough to take a step forward and bow over me. He leaned his forearm against the locker next to my head and brought his face close to mine. “Babe, I was so ready last night. Anytime you want, you can tell me what you want to do to me.”
I settled against the locker, feeling my anger dissipate, and I bowed my head trying to keep my lower lip from trembling. “You liked it. Ethan didn’t.”
“Cassie,” Seth whispered and lifted my chin up. “He liked it a little too much. He didn’t know how to handle his body’s reaction. He’s never been sexually attracted to a female before and it’s you he had the reaction to. When he does this, as you said, he’ll be losing his girl virginity too. And it’s you, Cass, you’re special to him, you always have been. You’re not just some easy lay. He’s looking at you differently already—that’s huge progress–but he just doesn’t know how to deal with it. More importantly, he doesn’t want this to ruin anything between any of us. I think he really does look at this like a normal girl would.”
I scowled. “Are you saying I’m not normal?”
Seth nodded. “Exactly.”
No point in arguing.
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I slumped my shoulders and pouted. “So Ethan wants the process of him losing his girl virginity to be special?”
