My Diary: Pebbles on the Windowpane

He was getting hard and moaned softly as I nibbled his neck. "Uh... a couple girls..."

"Who was the best?"

Now he was rock solid. He turned me around and pulled me to him, my back pressing against his chest and my ass cheeks pressing on his cock. "You don't know her."

"Describe her."

He was feeling my wet breasts, pinching my nipples hard. Then he began massaging my shoulders and neck. "Her name was Rebecca. She was in my English 101 class. She was blonde-"

"Of course she was..."

"-and a little taller than me. Slim, very slim... but small boobs. Not like yours..." He reached around to touch my breasts, a full 36 C, and played with my nipples again, then massaged my chest and collarbones.

"Lemme know if you feel a lump." I joked.

"Haha. Anyway, she said she needed help with our homework... but when she came over she started coming on to me." He was massaging my back again. I leaned against the wall of the shower to brace myself and to give him better access to my lower back. "Mmmm, now this is a sight." He rubbed down my mid-back and towards my lower back, really focusing on my hips. "She blew me, and told me she wanted me to eat her in the shower."

I giggled, "This is sounding like Dear Penthouse. Are you telling the truth?"

He laughed too. "Yes, its real. She was just a forward kind of girl I guess. Anyway, we went to my bathroom-"

"No, no, no. Go back to when she was blowing you."

He started massaging my butt now, rubbing in a circular motion. "You nasty slut. You like hearing about my cock down another girl's throat?"

"Mmm hmm, I do..." I did feel a little jealous, but I still wanted to hear about it. For some reason imagining it was making me wetter. I put one hand down between my legs and started to rub my clit. I was so turned on. I had never talked dirty with anyone before, not even in text messages. I didn't know if I was doing it right, or what I was supposed to do or say, but the champagne had really worked it's magic and I was getting less inhibited as the minutes went by.

Tad knelt down and began massaging my right thigh. "She sucked the head of my dick for a long time, flicking her tongue over the sensitive part on the end... I dunno what its called..."

"Frenulum."

"Yeah okay... and that felt really good... and then she started to swallow the whole thing, doing like what you do... just going back and forth." He moved down to my right calf. "And she was going really fast and started jerking me off while she still had my head in her mouth. I came in her mouth."

I gasped loudly, and inserted a finger into my pussy and fucked myself as Tad continued his story.

"Oh, you slut. Getting off on my dirty stories like that." He switched to my left thigh and kept rubbing as he spoke. "She swallowed it all, just like you do. And then we went to the bathroom and she got in my shower. She spread her legs and leaned against the wall while I sat in the tub and ate her pussy."

I was picturing everything as he talked about it, my eyes shut tightly and visualizing Tad licking another girl's clit like mine. "Oooh and then what?"

"You are so filthy! I love it!" Tad started on my left calf. "After I made her come, I bent her over the side of the tub. She had her hands on the bathroom rug and her ass was high in the air. I fucked her from behind and made her come again two more times." He stopped to listen to me moaning. I was now using both hands; one on my clit and the other inside me. I was still leaned against the wall, my face pressed to the cold marble. "I didn't have a condom so I pulled out, and she got back in the tub and kneeled down in front of me so I could come on her face and tits." I moaned again and he stopped to listen "And then we washed it all off in the water."

I was close to an orgasm by this point and Tad could see that. He took my hands away from my pussy and had me sit down on the little seat in the shower, then he directed the spray of the shower head slightly away from our bodies. It was hot and steamy enough so we didn't need water spraying us to keep warm anymore. He parted my legs and dove between them, licking my clit eagerly.

"D-Do li-li-little cir...cles..."

Tad moaned into my hot snatch, sending waves of vibration all over my vulva and inner thighs. He swirled his tongue in hard circles over my clit and I started coming. He moaned into my pussy even louder and deeper, causing more intense vibrations. I covered my mouth with my hand and screamed shrilly. As my screams turned to high pitched squeaks, he lapped vertically from my perineum to my clit and back again. Once I was cooing softly and giggling, he lifted me from the seat and made me lay down on the floor of the shower. It was very hard and a little uncomfortable, but I was curious to see what he would do.

Tad placed himself between my legs and started to fuck me, very slowly. After about fifteen strokes he pulled out and straddled my chest. I knew what he wanted. I pushed my breasts together and he fucked the tiny space between them, very quickly for another fifteen strokes. I put my head down and held my mouth open, and every few strokes he put just the head of his cock on my mouth. Then he fucked me again, another fifteen slow strokes. Then back to my tits and mouth. He did this in a circuit about four or five times, and I was nearing another climax. He was getting close too, and slowed the pace even further as he fucked me and rubbed my clit in zigzags with his thumb. As he felt the walls of my vagina clenching around his cock, saw my back arching, and heard me crying out; he changed his pace again. Now he was thrusting hard, fast, and deep inside me and pulling out slowly. He pulled out fully each time, watching my shining wet opening close again before he finally penetrated me again. He also stopped zigzagging his thumb and was rubbing in circles. It was one of the longest orgasms I'd ever had. I thought it would never stop. My spine was sore from thrashing all over the hard floor of the shower. The back of my skull was hurting for the same reason. But my pussy felt better than ever had.

He didn't come. He said he wanted to wait. He helped me come up to a sitting position and then up to standing. We held each other in the water, his cock hard as ever. I was still recovering from my two orgasms so he just held me a while in the shower, letting the water run over us and relax us both.

We stepped out of the shower and dried off. I dried my hair a little with the blow dryer in the room, thankful that I wouldn't need to explain to my parents and siblings why I was coming home with damp hair. I saw Tad's boner going down little by little. I was glad he was holding off, I didn't want him to take forever to climax when he was in my ass.

When we were dry we made our way back to bed, swigging some more champagne. Tad started kissing me and nibbling my neck again, working down my belly. Between bites he said, "I'm going to lick you now, and then I want you to suck me until I am about to come. Then I'm going to finger your ass until you are okay to fuck. Sound good?"

I was getting buzzed again from the alcohol, and his kisses were turning me on again. I liked the idea of being licked again as well. "Yes... please..."

I expected him to part my legs, but instead he turned me over my belly and then pushed my legs apart so I was laying on my belly in a sort of frog position. He put a pillow under my tummy to give me a bit of support and raise my ass in the air a bit. Then he started licking from my ass to my pussy and back again in soft, featherlight strokes. I almost started to wiggle away, I most certainly did not approve of someone licking my butthole! Gross! But it felt so good... I couldn't move. I didn't want him to stop doing it. It felt so nasty and wrong. My hormones took over, and my rational mind went to sleep or completely left the hotel room. The combination of alcohol and dopamine took over my hips, and soon I was thrusting back into Tad's tongue. He rubbed my clit as he licked, and I clutched the pillow in front of me, moaning. It didn't take long at all before I was having another gentle orgasm.

When I was finished, I was not tired at all like I had been after my previous orgasms. I was giggling and ready to take Tad's cock. It was those damn hormones of mine yet again, the oxytocin released from my orgasm had me giggling and ready for more in no time. Tad knelt on the bed, sitting on his heels as I wrapped my hands around his cock and jerked him hard. I softly stroked the underside of his balls with my other hand, and then started sucking his cock as quickly as I could. The back of my throat was hurting, but I wanted to impress him I guess. I was getting tired but kept going. Endorphins taking over my body, probably. Just when I thought my arm would fall off and my lips were going numb, he gently pushed me away and said to stop before he came.

It was time. At last. Finally. I was surprised to realize I'd been looking forward to it since our shower.

He used the edge of the sheet to dry off his penis and opened the box of condoms. While he put the condom on I turned off the lights and lit the candles. I didn't want all the lights on for this. I kind of knew what to expect after being with Ben, but Tad was so much bigger. I was really nervous and started shaking, but I wanted it. I knew Tad and trusted he would be gentle with me and that if I told him to stop he would, and not be mad at me or try to guilt trip me. In a weird way, I wanted to be his first. He obviously wanted it so bad and he chose me, and that was a huge turn on. I was shaking when he came to me with the bottle of lube.

"Don't worry, I'll be really gentle. If you need me to stop, I'll stop. Just tell me." I nodded. He stacked two pillows on top of each other and I leaned over them on my hands and knees, the pillows giving me some extra support and height. I spread my legs wide for Tad, and I felt him spreading the lube over my asshole. He teased it for ages, just circling it with his fingers. His hand and my ass were dripping with lube, I felt some drops splashing my wet cunt. "Are you a nasty slut?" Tad asked.

"Uh huh."

"Tell me how nasty you are."

"I'm such a nasty slut. So nasty that I want you to finger my ass."

"Beg me."

"Please finger my disgusting asshole!"

Tad thrust his middle finger in my ass in one smooth motion. I cried out in shock and began to moan. As he moved it in an out he kept telling me what a slut I was and how nasty I was. Normally, being spoken to like that would make me so angry. But for some reason during sex I loved it when he called me names like that. I guess "nasty slut" was the phrase for the night since he used it over and over. I didn't mind. He squirted more lube on my hole and used two fingers, moving quicker. There was a good bit of resistance before he was able to pop his fingers inside, but my position and my previous orgasms helped me to relax. After a while I felt him squirt even more lube, and felt it running down my twat, soaking the bedspread. My whole ass was greasy at that point.

Panting, Tad whispered "Are you ready?" I could not speak. I nodded and pushed my ass up higher in the air. I felt his cock head against my asshole and I started shaking again, "It's okay. Relax, Dollface." He pressed against me but could not enter. "Do you need me to stop?" I shook my head no and thrust my hips back toward him. "Oh, you do want it." He pushed harder and I started to open for him. "Oh! Almost!" He pushed harder into me, and I pushed back into him.

My asshole stung, it burned, but only for just a moment, and then he was through. He had the head inside me. I was nervous again, thinking how deeply he would have to penetrate me in order to have the full length of his shaft buried in me. My hole seized up around his dick and he could go no further. "Relax..." he rubbed my shoulders and down my lower back again. "I'll stop if you need me to. I promise to go slow." I relaxed and released him, and he was able to push deeper inside. He was going so slowly I thought it would take all night before he was in me completely. He thrust back and forth, going deeper each time. At last I felt his pubes ticking the sensitive outer ring of my asshole and his balls resting against my slippery pussy. Now he was moving faster, finding a pace that would be pleasurable to him and tolerable to me. My hole was burning again so I asked for more lube. He was getting close to coming so he had very little self control. He grabbed the bottle and squirted it everywhere. It was on my back, my legs, in my hair, but some managed to make its way to my tight little hole and kept fucking me. Suddenly I began to feel very hot, my skin felt like it did after getting a sunburn. I was flushing all over and my nipples were getting really hard. My cheeks were burning, even my eyes felt warm and I could not keep them open. I couldn't believe that I was getting this turned on by being assfucked.

I started to rub my clit and the second I touched myself I was coming. Tad could feel my orgasm in my ass, I was clenching up, tightening, and causing resistance. He could no longer fit his cock all the way inside me and was moving his cock head in and out of my ass as quickly as he could. My hole was burning, my nipples felt like they were on fire, my face was flushed. I was screaming and from behind I heard Tad crying out as well. I knew he was about to come. My orgasm ended and my asshole relaxed even more than before, unexpectedly for Tad. He slammed into me harder than either of us thought I could take. He picked up my hips and as I felt his dick throbbing with his climax he fucked my ass twice as hard as he'd ever fucked my pussy, bellowing some ancient primal sound. What was happening to him took him down to his basic, most animal level. I looked behind me and saw his skin was just as flushed as mine and his head was tilted back in a roar. I'd never seen him enjoy himself so much. Seeing that was worth every bit of soreness, every twinge of embarrassment, or shiver of anxiety. Nothing could have been hotter to me at that moment, and very few things after it could compare.

When I finally felt his wad fill the condom, we both sighed with relief. He pulled out, but the condom was stuck in my tight asshole. He gently eased it out before its contents could dribble down to my pussy or on the bed. When he left to throw it in the garbage and wash up I collapsed on the bed. Every single muscle in my body was sore. One was more sore than the rest, but I was aching all over. We decided to shower together one more time, this time with soap.

After we were squeaky clean and had settled back in bed, we cuddled for a bit and talked. But after a while Tad got quiet, and I assumed he was falling asleep. I started to drift off myself, but then Tad spoke. What he said next completely changed my life.

"Harmony, I've been thinking..."

"Mmm? Did it hurt?" I guessed he was going to come up with another naughty fantasy he needed to try.

"Very funny, Dollface. You know how you said you fantasized about being with another woman?"

I rolled my eyes. "Don't remind me. I can't believe I told you that."

"Were you serious though? You've never been with a girl? Ever? Are you sure that's something you want?"

"Yes. Yes, only kissing but nothing more. And yes. And yes." Dammit. Now he was never going to let me live it down.

He sat up in bed and I knew we were going to have a talk. I sat up too and then he said, "Well, I gotta tell you I think that's pretty hot. But I feel kinda bad that you've never told me before. After everything we've been through, we are so close..."

I pursed my lips. "Well, it's not exactly something you advertise in a town like this... Everybody we know who is 'out' is bullied and treated like crap. I can't take that."

Tad looked shocked. "So wait, you're saying you think you might be gay? I thought you were saying you just wanted to like, take a vacation to twat-town, you know? A nice place to visit but you wouldn't wanna live there..."

I was so not ready for this. I covered my face with my hands and tried not to cry. I could not believe I was about to come clean with someone for the very first time. "No Tad, you don't understand..."

"Do you not like dick? Have you been faking it with me?"

Tad was getting ridiculous, I tried to explain. "No! Tad! I think I'm bi! I've never faked it with you!"

He looked relieved. "Oh my God. I don't know what I would do..."

"Don't worry... but anyway, I don't think the chances of my fantasy being fulfilled are very good at the moment. I'm going to have to move somewhere else or something..." I laid back down in bed and covered my head with the pillow. I felt like I was going to cry soon.

Tad laid down next to me and lifted a corner of the pillow. Then he said quietly, "What if I told you I knew a girl you might like, who I think might be single right now?"

"I'm sure you know a lot of pretty single girls, Tad." My voice was muffled by the pillow, but he could hear the annoyance and frustration in my voice.

Now he rolled his eyes. "No, I mean a girl who likes girls."

I bit my lip. He probably did know some lesbians or bi girls from school. Maybe I could give him a chance to hook me up. I moved the pillow and looked at him again, my eyes were shining with tears. "Just to be clear, I'm into girls who are like me. Like, really feminine and girly and stuff."

"Carries a purse, not a wallet."

A tear fell. Was it possible that Tad understood me? "Yeah", I said in a choked voice.

Tad put an arm around me and pulled me close. "Dollface, I know the perfect girl for you. She's sweet, she's funny, she's sassy, really intelligent, smoking hot, and she wears skirts."

This chick sounded perfect. "Are you sure she likes girls?" I was not about to let him get my hopes up or make a fool of me just because he suspected this mystery woman was gay.

"Positive. She used to date a cousin of mine." He snuggled me even closer and planted a kiss on the top of my head.

"Shelby?" I guessed.

"Yup."

I could not wait to meet her. I felt butterflies in my stomach. "What's her name?"

"Ava."

"Wait." It was a small town we lived in, and there were not many Avas our age. "Not Ava McElwin?" I did not know Ava personally, I'd just heard about her through friends. I'd spoken to her only a couple of times when hanging out at parties with mutual friends. She was drop dead gorgeous. She'd been winning beauty pageants since she could walk and her dad was the pastor of the biggest Baptist church in the county. She was popular in school and had a ton of friends, she also was super smart and was working on her pre-med credits at the same school Tad went to. I imagined she probably wanted to be a brain surgeon or something.

He nodded, "The very same. Dated Shelby for six months."

I was really shocked. "She's out? Her dad's that minister that started that shit last year in Duluth..." Her dad started a month's worth of protests outside the Department of Health, Department of Education, and some high schools over some health class pamphlets on safe sex. He apparently believed in teaching abstinence only, but also the protesters were upset about the pamphlets because they included safe sex information for LGBT teens. So many parents threatened to take their kids out of health class, that the board of education took back the pamphlets and distributed new ones which basically said sex is for marriage only. I was just glad I was already out of high school before any of it had happened.

Tad shook his head. "No way. She's not out. Her parents think I'm her boyfriend."

"They think what?"

Tad took a deep breath and explained. "She and Shelby just broke up, like two months ago. The whole time they were together I went over to Ava's house and pretended to take her on dates. Really, I was taking her over to Shelby's. Her parents still think we are together. She can't stand to be around them, so we still act like we are together. Now that she's single she just comes over to my place and cries about how she wants to get back together with Shelby. And sometimes we play video games. You would be perfect to help her get over Shelby and you'd get to have sex with a hot chick! Win-win situation!"