All characters in this story are over 18 years of age.
Gwen woke the next day still completely nude. Lying down with her eyes closed, she could pretend the events of last night never occurred. She could pretend that her little brother's creepy best friend, Jimmy, never saw her naked, and what's more, never ran his tongue over her entire body - never made her cum. She could pretend he never took photos of her while she was recovering from her orgasm. And she could pretend she never agreed to fuck the little creep so that he would delete them.
But what made it worse, was that she enjoyed it. She had been sexually frustrated with her boyfriend for the past few months. The build up, and his surprisingly skillful tongue was all that was needed to push her to have one of the best, most explosive orgasms she's had in a long time. It didn't help that she was also intrigued about his big dick. Her boyfriend's dick was on the smaller side, so despite trying to convince herself that she was repulsed by what happened, a part of her ached to feel his dick inside of her. She was quite curious how his dick would feel sliding up and down her vagina. How the head would push inside her and would begin pumping in and out of her. She felt the familiar sensation of wetness in her pussy and the tingling in her loins. Fuck, stop thinking about it! There was no way she was going to enjoy sleeping with that blackmailing pervert.
But as always, reality hit her like a brick. Checking her phone, she had a message from Jimmy that simply said: 'Last night was fun, can't wait for tonight ;)' Oh god.
She didn't want to go downstairs yet because she knew her brother, Ted, and his friends Carlos and the perverts Ben and Jimmy were still there from last night's sleepover. She didn't know if she could handle the embarrassment or look her brother in the eye. So lying in bed seemed like a good alternative.
Eventually however, her bladder and empty stomach forced her hand. Putting on a t-shirt and shorts, she headed out of her room, hoping to do her business and retreat back to the safety of her room.
But as she entered the kitchen, she saw all of the 18 year old boys eating leftover pizza. At the dining room table.
"Morning sis, you feeling better?" Her brother asked.
"Morning. Yeah, feeling better." She said monotonously. She didn't mean to be so reticent, but with Jimmy sitting right next to her brother and grinning knowingly at her, she found herself wanting to stay silent.
"Good morning Gwen. I hoped you had a good night's rest and sweet dreams. I know I did. You were all that I dreamed about." Jimmy spoke up, wiggling his eyebrows at her suggestively.
"Dude gross, that's my sister."
"Gwen doesn't mind, do you Gwen?"
"Gross. I hope your dick gets caught in a door." She mumbled at him. The four boys laughed.
"See, Jimbo, no way you're ever getting Gwen. She's way out of your league" Ben chortled.
"I'll win her over." Jimbo smirked.
Carlos was silent as always. In the years she had known Carlos, they had never said more than a few words to each other. Not for lack of trying on her part, he just seemed to have trouble talking around her. Around most girls it seemed, from the stories she heard.
Ben, the other creep of the friend group, spent half his time joining in on the jokes, and the other half ogling her when he thought she wasn't looking. But she would notice his head turn her direction when she would bend down to stare at her ass, or peer down her top hoping to get a good look at her cleavage. While Jimmy was the obvious pervert, Ben, she felt, was the more discrete, but just as equal, creep. His little rat face and small, scrawny body only added to his creepiness. Whenever he was around at their house, he would always end up sitting next to her and would "accidently" cop a feel. Like Jimmy, she was pretty sure he snooped around her room, because her clothes (mainly used panties or bras) would sometimes go missing, and it was only after Ben had visited her brother, but she had no real proof. Jimmy was at least friendly with her, She did not like Ben.
The four boys (well, three, minus silent Carlos) joked around some more as she prepared toast. She made it a point to look at Jimmy as little as possible. She knew if she looked at him, last night's escapades would come screaming back and she would die of shame. She could feel his eyes on her, though. She knew he was probably undressing her with his eyes again (as usual, the creep), but this time he knew exactly what she looked like without clothes. He would never need to fantasize what she looked like naked, because he had seen her - he had tasted her. Ugh, why did last night happen? Eventually though, she heard chairs scrape and her brother spoke up again.
"You sure you guys can't stay longer?"
"Yeah, I've got to go home and finish homework, and I think Carlos has to help his parents with something." Jimmy said. Carlos nodded vigorously.
"Yeah, and I got work." Ben's monotone voice replied.
"Alright, then see you guys at school." her brother bade his friends.
"See ya'. And bye Gwen, can't wait to see you later tonight!" Jimmy said cheerfully at her.
She looked at him in shock. Did the little fucker really say that? Did he tell his geeky friends and her brother?
"Very funny, Jim! Hit on someone else's sister!" Her brother yelled after him.
"I'm kidding, I'm kidding" Jimmy laughed. He then winked at her and closed the door.
Her brother sat down with her at the kitchen table. "Hey, are you sure you're alright?"
"Yeah, I'll be alright." She said, "I just wanted to get away from Mat for a little bit, you know."
They sat there in silence. Then Ted spoke up again "I hope Jimmy didn't bother you too much last night."
She choked on her toast. "What do you mean?" She asked nervously.
"Well you know, his comments. I try to tell him to knock it off when he makes passes at you, but I don't think he means anything by it." Oh Ted, you poor, naive fool.
"No, yeah it doesn't bother me too much. If it did I'd tell him to stop." They continued to sit there in silence for a few more minutes when her phone chimed. In it, a message from Jimmy read: "Hey, my parents will be out all day and won't be back till tomorrow. Want to complete our little deal?"
She opened her phone wanting to tell him to fuck off, or some other similarly friendly greeting. But thoughts of his 7 inch dick flashed through her mind and the tingling in her loins returned. Fuck, she couldn't believe what she was about to do. She very much enjoyed her orgasm from getting eaten out last night (even if she didn't enjoy who it was that made her cum), but it wasn't the same as getting properly dicked.
"Be more discreet, dumbass. I'll be there later tonight. Let's just get this over with." She texted back. She knew what she had to do to get Jimmy to delete those pictures. She just wished she wasn't (slightly) looking forward to it. Thankfully, he was true to his word and deleted the pictures with her face. Now just get him to delete the rest.
At 10PM, she stood in front of Jimmy's door. Dreading what was going to happen. However, despite her supposed reluctance, she had put on a different pair of skimpy underwear and bra. She wore short shorts that she knew highlighted her ass and a tank top with spaghetti straps that exposed her midriff. A perfectly inconspicuous, if a little revealing, outfit in the current warm weather, but it could be easily removed when needed. Taking a deep breath, she rang the doorbell.
Almost as if he was waiting for her at the door, Jimmy opened it immediately. "Well hello, Gwen." He said grinning. His eyes drank in her fit body, from her defined long legs, to her toned stomach to her perfect cleavage. "Babe, you look ravishing as always."
"Stop calling me that. Now get out of the way before someone sees me here."
"No hello kiss for me?" He said with mock disappointment. She only glared at him and swatted him aside. He then led her inside and he shut the door behind her. "So, do you want anything to drink or just want to get down to business?"
"Ugh, you pervert."
"You know, Gwen, I think you're actually eager for this. You responded awfully quickly this morning and I can see you're wearing lacy panties under your shorts." he retorted. "Admit it, you were looking forward to sleeping with me. Mat not satisfying you anymore?" How the hell did he know all that? She wasn't sure if he was bluffing or not, but he was a lot more accurate than she would have thought he would be. She turned away, not able to look him in the eyes. But no matter what she may be feeling, she did not want to give this creep the satisfaction of knowing that he may, possibly, perhaps, might be, perchance, could be right that a part of her wanted this.
"Listen, Jimbo." She said, coldly, still not looking him in the eyes. "I'm only here because you blackmailed me with naked pictures of me. As soon as we have sex you're deleting those pictures and we pretend none of this ever happened."
Jimmy's face fell, slightly, but it was brief and he recovered quickly. "Very well, Gwen. You can pretend all you want, but I know I made you cum last night. And I could see you looking at my dick like you wanted it."