I had always had a little crush on my brothers friend Anthony. He was a little older than me, only a few years and I had just turned 18. If you could see him you would understand why, he was freaking gorgeous! His dark brown hair was always styled in the same way. He wore these skinny jeans and any t shirt with some kind of crazy desighn on them. His eyes were a deep brown that made me melt inside whenever he looked at me. He had no idea what he did to me so easily. I guess it was a good thing that he was oblivious to my feelings for him. Especially my brother he would kill me. His friends were strictly off limits.
My name is Sapphire Black. I know what you're thinking, with a name like that my parents must have been some kind of goth rockers and you would be right. Everyone loved how cool my parents were. People were envious of how good me and my brother had it. We were pretty much allowed to party and have all the fun we wanted. My brother, Derek did but I didn't. I was the good well behaved one. I stayed in and studied when all the parties went on and when we had a party I was in my room with the door locked. I just wasn't into that.
I had long light brown hair that rested just above my breasts. My lightly tanned and big blue eyes that I got from my mother. I wore skinny jeans and vests pretty much all the time. No short skirts and halter tops for me. When it came to make up I wore a little mascara and that was all I needed. My mother always said she was jealous of how good my skin was. She always told me I was naturally beautiful. Apparently this was true because I always got asked out on a regular basis but I always turned them down. The only guy I liked was Anthony.
"He's here for the whole weekend." I whispered to my best friend Jannet down the phone.
"They are back from college then, I take it?" She asked.
"Yep, you should see him Jan, he looks better than before he left!" I sighed flopping down on my bed.
"Why don't you make a move?" She asked causing me to laugh quietly.
"Many reasons Jan, Derek would kill me and why would a guy like him be interested in me?" I asked.
"Sapphie you need to love yourself more, you are beautiful." She said. I rolled my eyes.
"Am not," I said with a chuckle.
"Whatever girl, I gotta go anyway I'll see you soon yeah?"
"Of course bye."
I put my phone on the bed side table and sighed to myself. Why couldn't I just date and like many boys, not one that I wouldn't have a chance with even if the world was ending? Life is so complicated. I stood and walked to my ensuit bathroom and decided to take a bubble bath. I stripped myself of my clothes and ran the water pouring in the strawberry scented liquid watching it as it transformed into millions of frothy white bubbles. I stepped into the hot water and laid down sighing in content as and felt a little better already.
I looked up at the ceiling and closed my eyes. My left hand stroking my flat stomach lightly and before I knew it my thoughts drifted to Anthony and what he would look like without his clothes on. He was toned I could tell that from his arms. My hand wondered lower to my aching pussy and lightly my fingertips caressed my folds. I sought out my throbbing clit and rubbed lightly increasing the pressure as my thoughts became more and more x rated. The feeling in my stomach became stronger and I knew I was close, if I stopped now I would be crazy. Now I was frantically rubbing the swollen nub and my legs were shaking. I bit my lip to stop myself from crying out his name as I climaxed.
Another unforfilling self given orgasm. I had been doing that a lot lately. I masturbated far too much for the average girl. If anyone knew about my array of sex toys I would quite possibly die! I had taken my own virginity with a large flesh coloured rubber dick a few months ago and quite regularly I found myself riding that thick prosphetic cock like my life depended on it.
I dressed in a pair of shorts and a small vest that left little to the imagination. I would only be sleeping it in so no one would see anyway. I climbed into bed and didn't bother looking at the time before I slowly fell asleep. When I awoke it was still dark in my room. My clock read 3:30am glowing at me. I tried to get back to sleep but I knew I couldn't without a drink of water. I climed out of bed and quickly made my way downstairs. Anthony was fast asleep on the couch and I managed to sneak past him. I grabbed myself a bottle of water from the fridge and when I closed the door Anthony was stood there.
"Shit!" I gasped dropping the bottle onto the floor.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you." He whispered. "You kind of woke me up, what time is it?"
"About 3:30," I whispered back to him as I bent down to pick up my bottle.
