​Friday and Saturday nights were usually pretty quiet, since most of the girls would hit the town. But on this particular Friday, every single one of them stayed in. Even Márcia, who was usually the biggest party animal of the group, decided to stick around.

​We were all gathered in the living room watching an Adam Sandler movie that Amanda had "rented" from that famous pirate bay rental service, if you catch my drift. Squeezed onto the couch were Márcia, Valquíria, Gabi, and me. Cláudia had taken the armchair beside us, while Amanda, Nicole, and Joyce were lounging on beanbags on the floor in front of the couch. I’ll admit I barely saw any of the movie; I was completely exhausted and kept nodding off every few minutes.

​When the credits rolled, Joyce, Amanda, and Valquíria called it a night and headed to bed. The rest of us decided to stick around for another movie.

​"I'm gonna grab some soda, who wants one?" Gabi asked.

​When everyone raised their hands, Gabi asked me to come help her carry the drinks. The second we stepped into the kitchen, she pinned me against the counter and kissed me passionately. I kissed her right back, and within seconds we were making out hard. She yanked my shorts down, and my dick sprang free.

"Gabi!" I gasped under my breath. I didn't want us getting caught. She completely ignored me and started stroking my dick.

​"Do you want me to stop?" she whispered into my ear, her voice dripping with playful malice.

​It took me ten good seconds before I managed to get a word out: "Stop... someone might walk in."

​She let out a frustrated sigh and pulled my shorts back up. We filled five glasses with soda and headed back to the living room. If any of them had heard anything, they didn't let on.

​Now it was just Márcia, Gabi, and me on the couch, Cláudia in the armchair, and Nicole lounging on the floor. About forty minutes into the movie, Gabi got up to use the bathroom. Márcia wasted no time moving in to mess with me. First, she draped her left arm around the back of my head, letting her hand rest gently on my left shoulder. I gave her a nervous little smile.

​"A romantic mood like this calls for a kiss... Can I give you one?"

​"W-well... I-I think we b-better not," I stammered—stuttering harder than the time my mom caught me pulling a quick one to a photo of a swimsuit model.

​"Just on the cheek," she clarified.

​"A-alright then," I replied. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught Cláudia watching us like a hawk.

​Márcia kissed my cheek just like she said she would, but she used the opportunity to sneakily lick the corner of my mouth. Gabi, of course, walked back into the room at that exact second. She opened her mouth to say something, thought better of it, and kept quiet. She came over and sat right back down beside me. I expected her to be furious, but she acted completely normal.

​The rest of the movie went by smoothly. Eventually, Gabi and Márcia called it a night. I was seriously considering just crashing right there on the couch.

​"So... did you enjoy the kiss?" I heard Cláudia ask.

​"No," I replied with an awkward smile.

​She stood up from the armchair and sat right beside me on the couch. She was wearing a white crop top and black leggings, her hair pulled back into her signature ponytail. She gently took my face in her hand and turned me toward her.

​"Want one of mine?" she asked.

​I instantly realized what was happening: territory marking. I opened my mouth to respond, but before a single word could escape, Cláudia’s tongue slipped past my lips. It was a deep, wet, commanding kiss.

​"Like that?" she asked, running a finger softly across her lips.

​My answer was another kiss. She climbed into my lap, and we kept making out. Even through her leggings, I could feel her dick standing rock hard, and the feel of it sent my arousal through the roof. She pulled her leggings down just enough to pop the tip out.

​"Look what you do to me, you naughty boy."

​I ran my thumb over the head of her dick, and Cláudia went wild. She slid off my lap and pulled her pants down to her knees.

​"Make me come," she said—a command wrapped in a plea.

​I sat on the floor, and she rested her legs over my shoulders, placing me inches away from her dick. It was throbbing with sheer lust.

"I've never... This is gonna be my first time doing this."

​"Take it nice and slow. I'll guide you through it," Cláudia said softly.

​I took a deep breath. I licked the tip first and then took her into my mouth. I started bobbing my head, doing my best to copy what I’d seen women do in countless porn videos—something I never, in my wildest dreams, thought I'd ever be doing myself.

​"Less teeth... More tongue... Yeah... Just like that," Cláudia coached me.

​As I sucked her off, she caressed her own breasts, her eyes heavy with pleasure.

​"Look at me," she commanded.

​I looked up, locking my eyes with Cláudia’s piercing blues. The look of pure ecstasy on her face drove my arousal through the roof.

​"Yes! Keep going, keep going! I'm so close!" she gasped after a few minutes. I picked up the pace. "I'm gonna come!"

​I tried to pull back, but she locked her legs around my shoulders, sending the first warm jet of semen straight down my throat. Then she loosened her grip, and the remaining spurts landed across the floor. Not really knowing what else to do, I ended up spitting out what was in my mouth.

​"Was it good for you too?" she teased with a wicked smirk.

​"It was... intense," I breathed.

​She stood up and tucked herself back into her leggings. Even semi-erect, her imprint was impossible to miss against the tight fabric. She turned and started heading down the hallway.

​"Um, Cláudia?" I called out. She stopped and turned around.

​"What is it?"

​I pointed down subtly at my own shorts—my dick was throbbing and fully standing to attention. Cláudia stared for a few seconds before the realization hit her.

​"Ahhh," she purred, walking back toward me. "The little whore wants to blow his load too, huh?"

​In one swift move, she pinned me against the wall.

​"Y-yeah," I stammered.

​"And what do you want? Want me to suck you off? You think I just go around sucking off any random guy? You think I'm easy?" she bombarded me. I knew she was playing up the fake outrage, but she was still intimidating as hell.

​"Whatever you want," I managed to say.

​She yanked my shorts down and pulled my dick free. She started stroking me fast and hard, whispering dirty talk right into my ear. With how worked up I was, it didn't take long before I blew my load. I pulled her in close, and we locked lips. I felt her dick stir against me once more. She pulled it back out.

​"You really should've just let me go to sleep..." she chuckled with a sly grin.

​She took my hand and led me over to my mattress on the floor. After a few minutes of heavy making out, she turned me onto my side and slid right behind me. Unlike the previous times, she didn't take it slow—she went full throttle right from the start, pounding into me with deep, powerful thrusts while clapping a hand over my mouth so we wouldn't wake up the whole house.

​When it was over, utterly exhausted, we both passed out almost instantly.

​Tired as I was, I slept straight through the night, which was rare for me. I woke up the next morning to find Cláudia lying right beside me, watching me sleep.

​"Good morning, handsome."

​"Good morning."

​We shared a sweet kiss. Cláudia opened her mouth to say something, but stopped dead in her tracks. Her face instantly twisted into a look of absolute shock. I followed her gaze toward the living room and froze.

​The rest of the girls were standing right there in a semi-circle, staring down at us with identical expressions of sheer disbelief.

​My secret was out.