Then when I mentioned boys in my day-to-day life, he would even get visibly annoyed and stop being so careful - like for example he would grab me when he sees me, disregarding the fact that our mother is home at the moment and could walk in and see that at any moment.
All that made me irritable as well and - maybe not the smartest idea on my part, but I decided instead of wasting my breath talking with no results, to instead teach him a lesson by changing the tactics.
I wanted to show him that he cannot take me for granted and that just because I love him and I'm around all the time, since we live in the same home, he can't just do whatever he pleases.
I started to tease him a little by ignoring him.
A few days ago we were sitting on the couch and my feet were on his lap but I was texting with a friend on my phone and I was completely unresponsive to his obvious need for attention - even when he physically held my feet and tried to rub himself on them.
He was going out pretty much every night for the past week and I didn't see him much, then I had my own drama to deal with - having my laptop fixed and dealing with mundane annoyances.
Finally on Saturday - after him being kind of a jerk all day - teasing and messing with me every time I spoke to him, I decided it was payback time.
We sat at the dining table finishing our dinner, our mom was at the sink, when I slid my foot under the table and started to press my toes on his lap, teasing and rubbing until he had to abruptly leave the table, which made my mom comment on him being weird.
Later that night - without my laptop to entertain me, I was tossing and turning in bed unable to fall asleep. I stood up and went into his room, which was dark except the light coming off the computer screen. He was sitting at his desk with his back to the door, his big headphones on, so he neither saw nor heard me coming. I snuck to his bed and sprawled over it, propping my head with my hand and waiting for him to finally realize he was not alone. When he finally did, he got startled for a second, and then all of a sudden - without any warning or prelude, he took the headphones off, stood up and basically jumped on the bed. He started kissing me in a frenzy, then everything happened too fast to process.....
He pulled my top up and without hesitation latched onto my nipples, while his hand slid over my panties.
He kissed, licked and nibbled his path down my tummy until he spread my legs, pulled my panties aside and... started eating my pussy like his life depended on it.
I don't know if it was the almost desperate intensity of his passion, or the fact that I haven't had a proper orgasm for days prior that moment, but I came hard in his mouth, feeling myself leaking while he refused to unlatch his mouth from my pussy.
My legs started to shake and I had to pry his head away because the pleasure became too overwhelming for me to bear. I remained laying there with my eyes closed for a few minutes, then I stood up slowly and went away.
He probably thought I was going to the bathroom, but when I didn't return after a while, he came into my room to look for me. I was lying in my bed with the most nonchalant expression I could muster, even though my heart was beating so fast I could feel it in my throat.
I needed time to think about what we just did, the boundaries we've crossed, but instead, he gave me this incredulous WTF kind of look, like a lost rejected puppy.
His boner was visibly sticking out of his shorts.
He asked why I came in my room and I gave him a smartass answer about this being my bed.
He closed the door to my room, locked it and once again jumped in bed with me. He started nuzzling me and attempting to make me continue what we started, but I was deliberately lying there motionless, curious to see how far he would go while part of me enjoyed his frustration.
I turned my back on him, lying on my side and looking at my phone. He grabbed my ass and started grinding his dick on it, squeezing my butt cheeks rather harshly, he tried pretty much anything to incite a reaction from me, and when that didn't happen he grabbed my hand and half-whimpered at me to please touch him, while he placed it on his dick and started humping it.
When I frustratingly still refused to budge, he turned me to lie on my back and pinned me down, grabbed his cock and started rubbing it over my pussy, dangerously close to my opening and applying some pressure, on the verge of sliding it in.
I got a little anxious at this point, because I suddenly realized I might have pushed him over the edge and I was afraid he might not be able to listen to reason at this point and I couldn't do anything about it since he is way stronger than me. I tried to remain calm and told him that if he forcefully pushes himself inside me after knowing I am not ready for that, I will never speak to him again.
He growled in frustration, hesitated but finally resigned, sat up with this pitiful expression of a sullen little boy. I was so relieved that he stopped, I decided to finish him off with my hand.
It didn't take more than a few strokes until he came, but then he quickly jumped off my bed and went out of my room.
He didn't return.
July 30th
The next morning when I saw him in the kitchen on my way to make myself some coffee, I greeted him but he didn't respond.
I met him a few times during the day - when he was on and off leaving with his friends or going in his room - but he still continued with the silent treatment. I felt my stomach clenching anxiously and I was afraid in my confusion, I was too cruel to him and ruined everything.
I waited for Adam to come home late last night, imagining how to approach the subject and what exactly to say to him, and then I must have fallen asleep because when I woke up it was 2 a.m.
I carefully stood up and went to his room to check if he was back. The room was dark but I heard him inside, so I opened the door and quietly closed it behind me. He was lying on his bed with his back to the door but I could sense he wasn't asleep. I know he heard me coming too, even though he said nothing. I climbed on his bed and sat there, started gently caressing his hair and the words started flowing.
I told him everything - all my inner struggles and fears about this happening between us, how I didn't like his attitude lately and didn't want him to take me for granted, how I tried to teach him a lesson but then got scared of him etc.
He remained quiet while I talked but when I finished, he sat up and pulled me into a bear hug. He said he was just frustrated that he couldn't openly do all those things that felt natural to him, angry that he cannot explain why he hates when his friends talk about me, or the perspective of me being with someone else.
I told him that we cannot be really together as a couple - that is beyond absurd and all this happening is something we both treasure but we can't allow it to ruin other parts of our lives and we absolutely MUST be secretive about it.
We talked for a long time and finally I felt he understood, even if he didn't really like what I had to say. He spooned me from behind and I felt like a huge weight has been lifted off my shoulders. We remained like that and I started dozing off, then woke and we kept quietly having a heart to heart conversation about everything, as if a floodgate has been opened and I found myself sharing some of my deepest darkest fantasies with him, some memories from my teen years etc.
When I told him about the first time I discovered masturbation, I felt his erection poking at my butt again. He pushed his head underneath my arm, so he could reach my breast and started teasing my nipple with the tip of his tongue. All this talk has already gotten me so worked up, my panties were soaked, so when I felt his fingers inching close to the bottom, I whispered to him to take them off.
He obliged immediately, lifting my leg above his thigh, spreading my pussy lips and sliding his now exposed dick inbetween.
I turned around and made him lie down on his back, took my top off, sat astride on his lap and started to grind on him, him leaking precum and my juices flowing, feeling them trickle down to my ass. Then it happened.
For just a moment, a true accident - as I knew he didn't do it...His dick twitched up on its own, when I was just sliding back down and...its tip slid inside my opening.
Adam groaned out loud and I immediately pulled back, feeling torn by the huge guilt and temptation at the same time. He was shaking, violently. I looked him in the eyes, as far as it was possible in the moonlit room, then sat back on his thighs, took his cock and positioned his tip on my opening again.
I started sliding it veeeery slowly just a few inches in, then immediately back out again, driving us both crazy, and then Adam reached out and grabbed my hands, pulling me down. I lost my balance, fell on his chest and felt his cock impale me all the way in.
I felt my inner muscles clench around it and a moment later he was spurting his hot cum inside me. I couldn't move nor speak for a long time, just lying on his chest, afraid to do anything.
I felt his dick still inside me, the cum starting to trickle out of my pussy and down over his thighs. I don't know if you will believe me when I tell you it was the most ridiculous accident in the world, but I guess those who play with fire will eventually, inevitably get burned.
Thank God I am on the pill, so no pregnancy scares at least.
But OH MY GOD!!!
We actually did it this time...Not only did his cock penetrate the last frontier, so to speak, but he also came inside me. I am still buzzing from all this, not to mention I haven't had much sleep and I'm now sitting on a bench at my Uni, writing all this to get it off my chest, feeling afraid to come back home and face Adam tonight.
August 7th
A few days after the accidental slip, we were both invited to one of his friends' birthday party and I thought I'd use the occasion to try to encourage him to flirt with other girls, while showing him I was mingling with other guys too, as secretly I was freaking out that what we did might lead to much more complications than anticipated.
At first I thought it was working because I saw him interacting with girls and having a good time, and I used the opportunity to go out with a Matt, his friend's brother, who suggested we take a walk and then he drove me home.
