Ethan was the second boy I had sex with. And that first time, it wasn't me who decided it had to happen. For every guy on my list, I am the one who did the seducing. It doesn't usually take much, except with like two of my fuck buddies. I just flirt and touch them a few times before suggestively leading them to a private corner. With Ethan, it was the other way around.
I resisted, at first. I always thought he was hot, of course. I just didn't think I was ready to try someone else yet. I was only just starting with Aiden after all. I wanted a little more experience before I branched out. But Ethan didn't allow that. He came after me with so much determination. He would say so many naughty things about the way I looked and how it made certain body parts react. When we were walking the halls or had a small moment in class or rehearsals, Ethan would get right next to my ear and whisper everything that he'd do to me to make me scream in pleasure.
During these moments, I would always wonder if there were more that I could be experiencing in sex than with just Aiden. So, when Ethan started to slide his hands closer to my tits or ass, I let him. I wanted to do more, to feel more of what fucking can offer. Even then, I resisted. I felt as though I were betraying Aiden somehow. But I knew I wasn't. I made my intentions very clear when we first had sex. A month passed before I was able to talk myself into adding to my proficiency.
The day that I gave in was a completely different action than with Aiden. Ethan pulled me into the secluded room and started everything. He took off his clothes first before almost ripping mine off of me. His approach was so forceful, every contact was hard. And I was liking every moment of it. My lips were hurting after only a few minutes, and I knew that my ass and tits were going to bruise a little as well. When Ethan thrust into me that first time, he went until his entire cock was submerged.
I was laying on my back on one of the tables in the computer lab, so Ethan saw my shocked face. He stopped to let me adjust, but never said a word of apology. And then he went right back to thrusting. I was so surprised no one came in to see what all the racket was about. I was making so much noise because of how fast and forceful he was fucking me. I came twice before Ethan pulled out and came all over my ravaged cunt.
Ethan was also different from the others because of his habit of not wasting time. As soon as he caught his breath again, he got dressed and gave my nipple a little nibble before leaving the room. It took a lot for me to muster up the energy to get up myself. I've never cum twice in one round like that before.
Anyway, I gave Ethan a blowjob in between classes to get him to calm down, same as Henry. Then I met Kristy for lunch in the library again.
"So," Kristy starts, her notebook already open on her lap, "I think we should start with Preston. You said he had the most negative reaction to your rejection."
I nod. "Sure. But what kind of questions are we supposed to ask? It's not like I can go up to him and ask if he's the one raping me. And, even if we could, he wouldn't tell us the truth."
"Yes, but he doesn't need to tell us the truth. We're going to be paying attention to his facial expressions and the way his body reacts to what we ask. As for the questions, I have a few ideas."
Once Kristy's plan is thought out, I ditch her for the rest of the lunch period to meet with Matthew. I figured that I could just give them all a blowjob to give me more of a rest period between their prodding.
Matthew is the class president and is in my history class. He's also the only one that I've had sex with in only one place: a hotel. He was the toughest to add, even harder than Mr. Voltrappe, and he's the last of the boys that I added before I got to the teachers. Matthew was the toughest to add because he was always in this state of mind that made him such a prude about things like sex. But he was too adorable to resist. It took a very long time for me to finally reach him, and I had to come up with some new moves--which I later used on Mr. Voltrappe. But when he finally gave in, I found that adorable was not the word for him. Matthew is the kinkiest of my fuck buddies, which is why I only ever go to a hotel to fuck him.
He's only kinky when it comes to doing things to him, though. If it was something he'd do to me, I wouldn't have been with him. It's part of my be control of my relationships thing. Matthew likes it when I'm rough with him. In fact, he can't get off unless I'm hitting him, pouring hot wax on him, have him tied really tight, or anything like that. So, I'm usually the one who does all the work--which I found that I actually like.
What I usually do with him is different than the rest. Instead of us mostly just fucking until we both cum--and my boys playing with my clit until I cum if they finish before me--I'll fuck him only a little before I have him either eat me out or use his fingers to make me cum multiple times. I usually cum around five times with him while I'm hurting him in one way or another before I finally do something to his cock to make him cum. It doesn't take much, because the whole time, Matthew's cock is straining and almost purple with how ready he is by then.
Anyway, I meet Matthew in the unused gym. Because I'm not going to be fucking him, I figured using my usual fucking spot would be fine. Matthew is quite confused by meeting me here since he's never been here with me before, but he comes willingly. And I'm prepared.
We start making out, but it isn't long before I push him forcefully against the metal of the bleachers and tie his hands far on either side of him. This gets him really excited--as shown by his suddenly bulging pants. I smile at him teasingly as I get his cock out and start rubbing it dry. It's painful for most guys, and it is for Matthew too, but he enjoys it.
As I take out the cock ring I brought with me from home, I show it to Matthew before putting it in place at the base of his cock. Then I pull out the nipple pinchers and place them on his nipples over his shirt. When those have gotten Matthew so excited that he's already got precum coming out of his cock, I pull out my slimy last item and get down on my knees.
This confuses him. Matthew knows I don't like to give blowjobs, but he's too wound up to really care at the moment. I put his cock in my mouth and start to lubricate it for my own comfort. When I'm ready, I put my teeth against his skin and bring my head back and forth, keeping my suction only slightly up. Matthew jerks and I feel some more precum escape. My hands wander around the lower part of his body as I slowly continue the painful blowjob.
I find what I'm looking for easily and, before Matthew can react, I jam the lubricated butt plug into his ass. This is all it takes to make Matthew cum, and it's the most I've ever seen him excrete. It takes a very long time for him to stop jerking and straining and, by then, my mouth is completely full. I have to swallow more than once to get it all down without choking myself.
I smile up at Matthew again as I take back the cock ring and nipple pinchers, but leave the butt plug. "I'll only untie you if you thank me, but I'll let you keep the plug if you beg it of me."
Matthew nods enthusiastically. "Yes, thank you, of course. Please, let me keep the plug. I beg you. It's the best thing I've ever experienced."
"Good boy," I say, patting his cheek. I untie him as I say, "But, it stays where it is until you get home. I'll be checking in the rest of the day to make sure of it."
For a moment, I think I've gone too far because Matthew's face goes slightly pale. But then I feel movement against my arm and see Matthew's cock start to harden again. Then, I start to get nervous. I'll probably have to do something with him again tomorrow to make up for this new turn on of his.
Trying to look unconcerned, I quickly untie Matthew's other hand and make my way to the door. I only have to adjust my clothing and hair a little bit because Matthew barely touched me before I tied his hands.
I make my way towards my next class, English. This will be another trouble period because Charley is in this class with me, the one from marching band. But Preston is also in this class, so I might be able to find a way for him to meet up with Kristy. I just have to avoid Charley while I do it until I can find a time to give him a blowjob, too.
Class starts just as I'm getting into my seat, and I pull out "How to Kill a Mockingbird". We're supposed to be discussing it again for the next few chapters that we've read. Once again, I only do the minimum amount to get graded before I do my own thing.
I've only given three blowjobs since yesterday: Henry, Ethan, and Matthew. I still have seven more to go, including my French and math teachers. If I can get two done each free period I have, or before and after school, I should be done by the end of tomorrow. But I have to keep to a schedule and if the mystery rapist comes for me again, I won't be able to finish them all when I plan.
Somehow, though, I have a feeling that I won't be getting another visit from him so soon. I don't know why I have this feeling, but I feel pretty confident in it.
Next in my thought process is in what order I should question the thirteen suspects. Kristy already decided Preston should be first, and I agree with her because of his reaction to my rejection. After him though, I have no idea who should be next. Should it be Arthur next because he was the most recent I've rejected? Or maybe Roger because he was the first? And how long are these inquiries into them going to take? Is there a way to make it go faster?
For some reason, the scene I witnessed at Starbucks pops into my head. I again see Serena exposing the other girl's breast and putting the nipple in her mouth. I see Serena's eyes rove over me as the girl on top of her grinds against her as if she actually had a cock. I even feel the path on my skin that Serena's eyes took as she looked at me.
