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BMS 10

Date: 1/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Author: Michael.F, Rating: 66.7, Source: sexstories.com

she was getting really flustered, and she was looking straight down. I couldn't see her face amidst her hair, but I bet she was trying to hold back tears. "So... So I just sorta went with it. Told him I'd get better. Lied, saying it was good for me, even though the reality was it fucking hurt and he didn't even have my god damn fucking consent. He had the fucking balls to tell me he couldn't be with someone who was that bad in bed. Drove me home, didn't speak with me for a week. I didn't either. I mean, fuck, I couldn't even look at him, but I really wanted him to say something. Not even 'sorry.' 'Hi' or 'are you gonna fucking be okay' would do." I was starting to piece things together. "So asking me not to be an asshole to May... Always making sure I comfort a girl when she's upset... getting angry with me for not talking to Megan after I upset her..." I trailed off. She looked up into my eyes. Her own eyes were red, but she successfully suppressed the tears. She nodded. Then it hit me. Jeff said she was terrible in bed. "And that's why you were... I mean, that's why you're a..." My cheeks burned as I trailed off again. She read my mind and chuckled. "A slut? Yup. I wanted to show that fucker I knew what I was doing. So I got me a few practice boys. I was popular at that point, and Jeff was SUCH a fucking gentleman that he didn't tell the whole school I was a bad fuck, so it was easy." She giggled to herself. "Hell, half the school knows for a fact I'm not a bad fuck ... now..." "Half?!" I asked in disbelief. She donned a sarcastic smile and punched me in the gut. "Figure of speech, dumbass." She said, half angry, half playfully. Silence filled the room. I'm not quite sure for how long. Out of nothing, Nicole spoke up again, her voice more shaky this time. "I felt like shit, y'know. I felt like I was worth something for just about the second time in my life. Jeff fucking destroyed that. So I ran to the one person I could, the one person who would listen." I thought about it for a while. "Who?" She looked into my eyes with a deep sadness, a sadness I saw only once before. That once was last December, when she was in my room explaining what happened. Explaining what happened to Mitch. She sensed I understood who. "I actually didn't even run to him. He caught me blowing a dude. He chased the guy out, but when it came time to deal with me, he... he didn't preach. He didn't talk down to me. He held me, he stroked my hair... He told me how beautiful he found me, how lucky he was to have a talented little sister..." Her attempts to hold back tears were beginning to weaken. "He asked me why I had to have sex to feel valued. And when I told him, he didn't stop me from doing it. He didn't just look after me, he understood me. He accepted me." She looked at me again. "He loved me, God dammit!" After spitting that last sentence out at me, Nicole latched onto me in a tight hug, burying her face in my chest. She wasn't crying, but she didn't dare move either. ...