Later that night, Cláudia arrived while I was sitting in the living room reading a magazine. A few of the girls were watching TV, while the rest were holed up in their rooms. Cláudia headed straight for the kitchen. I followed right behind her.
"Hey," I said.
She was finishing up a glass of water. She set the glass down on the counter.
"Hey," she replied coolly.
"Are you mad at me?"
She walked right up to me. "No... well, maybe a little."
"Why?!"
"It's hard to explain."
"Try," I demanded, feeling a little irritated.
"Well... I've never been one to get too involved. The few times I actually did, it ended badly."
"And...?"
"And I'm starting to like you way too much."
"Oh," I said, caught off guard. "Well, we don't have to rush anything."
She smiled. "It's just my neurosis talking, I know it's silly. It'll pass." She gave me a little smirk.
"I hope so," I replied, putting on a fake stern face.
"But," she murmured, stepping even closer, "that doesn't mean we can't... you know." She finished the thought by sliding her hands down until they cupped my ass. A second later, her tongue was deep inside my mouth, and I instinctively started stroking her hard against her pants.
"Ah, you little tease," she whispered.
I spun around, pressing my backside against her.
"Don't do that, you're playing with fire..." she warned.
I pushed back harder. "Oh, yeah?"
She yanked her pants down, popped her dick free, dragged my shorts down, and started dry-humping me from behind.
"Not here, someone's gonna see!"
"Fuck it, they already know," she shot back.
My horniness skyrocketed. She ordered me to climb up onto the kitchen counter, and I obeyed. She lined her member up with my entrance, and that was when I was painfully reminded of a crucial detail my arousal had made me forget: my ass was still screamingly sore from Valquíria earlier. Now what, genius?
"Cláudia, Cláudia... No," I pleaded.
"What's wrong, handsome?"
"I... um... I want to suck you."
We switched spots. She sat on the counter, and I knelt down right in front of her.
"Then suck it, you little bitch," she purred, slapping her dick lightly against my cheek.
I wrapped my lips around it and went to work.
"Mmm, fuck... you're getting better at this," she groaned, and hearing that sent a massive jolt of electricity straight to my groin.
Cláudia started patting my face playfully and talking dirty to me.
"What kind of filthy show is going on in here?" someone chimed in.
It was Márcia. She had poked her head through the doorway and was watching us with an amused grin.
"We're busy," Cláudia snapped. "Scram."
"Oh, please, don't talk to me like that—I've sucked this dick plenty of times," Márcia scoffed with a mocking laugh.
Cláudia hopped off the counter and slid the kitchen's frosted glass door shut.
"Damn it, I'm thirsty!" Márcia yelled from the hallway.
"Wait a damn minute, you weirdo!" Cláudia yelled back.
We heard Márcia stomp back toward the living room, grumbling and cursing under her breath.
Cláudia turned me around and pressed me against the counter. Once again, she lined herself up with my rear.
"Take this cock," she commanded, grabbing my shoulders with a heavy grip.
"Wait, wait!" I cried out.
"What now?"
"Um... well... we don't have any lube!"
"Oh, right..." she groaned, visibly disappointed.
"Let me make you cum in my mouth instead, please," I begged, dropping down onto my knees.
"Hmm... naughty boy."
I could tell the idea of a blowjob definitely still turned her on. In less than five minutes, she blew her load right into my mouth—every last drop this time. I started to pull up to spit it out in the sink, but Cláudia grabbed my arm, shoved me flat against the wall, and slapped a hand firmly over my mouth.
"Uh-uh... swallow every last bit of it," she ordered, staring straight into my eyes.
Without much of a choice, I swallowed.
"Good boy," she said after checking my mouth. She pulled her pants up and gave me a long, lingering kiss before sliding the door open and walking out.
I was left standing there with my shorts around my ankles and my dick half-hard, still completely desperate to cum. And that exact, pathetic scene was what Márcia walked in on a minute later.
She pretended not to see me, strolled over to the water filter, and drank a glass of water with her back turned. When she finished, she set the glass down, hoisted her short skirt up to show off her bare ass, and hiked her thong up as high as it would go, putting her round, plump glutes on full display.
Horned up and clueless about what to do, I shuffled over behind her and wrapped my arms around her waist. Sure, she could be a total bitch, but holy hell, she had an incredible body. And I was SO damn horny. Márcia threw her arms back, grabbed the back of my head, and started grinding against me. I reached down to pull her thong aside, but she slapped my hand away.
"Uh-uh, nice try."
Instead, she dropped down into a squat and started stroking me. Sneakily, she slipped a finger inside me. It burned and stung a bit, making me silently thank God that Cláudia hadn't managed to fuck me earlier. With how keyed up I was, the orgasm crept up on me fast.
"I'm gonna cum," I warned.
Márcia let go of my dick, pulled her finger out, stood straight up, and walked right out of the kitchen with a mocking cackle.
Without a doubt, she was a total bitch.
Crazy with unreleased tension, I seriously considered just wacking off right there on the kitchen floor. But where's the fun in that?
Remembering Valquíria was probably in her room, I marched down the hall, my shorts bulging out like a pitched tent.
I pushed the door open to find her lying face down across the bed with her legs bent upward at the knees, reading a magazine.
"Rafa? What's up?" she asked, dropping her gaze down to my obvious erection. "Want round two, huh?" she asked with a wicked grin.
I quickly filled her in on my frustrating blue-ball situation.
"Ah, the little puppy wants to blow his load," she teased, sitting up on the edge of the mattress.
"Yeah."
"Well, since you were such a good little slut earlier, I'll help you out."
She leaned her head down toward my waist, and I braced myself for the amazing blowjob I was about to get. But instead of taking me into her mouth, I watched her reach blindly toward the nightstand drawer and pull out a vibrating dildo—the exact same one Márcia had terrorized me with the first time we met.
"Val, my ass is still sore from earlier."
"I'm just going to slip it in and leave it still, handsome. It won't hurt."
Resigned to my fate, I lay down flat on my stomach, exposing my rear to her mercy. She slipped a condom over the vibe, slathered it in heavy lube, and pushed it inside me inch by agonizingly slow inch.
"Hurting too much?"
"No."
She pushed it just far enough to hit my prostate dead-on, and then switched it on. Not even ten seconds later, I was gasping and whimpering like a madman. Val leaned down to kiss my neck.
"Cum for me, go on, handsome."
I reached down to stroke myself, but she slapped my hand away.
"No... let the ass do the work."
I could feel her own dick pressed heavy and hot against my thigh, pulsing with anticipation.
The orgasm didn't take long to hit, and it was violently intense. I cried out loud, my body wracked with little aftershocks. Val grabbed my shoulders, clamping a hand over my mouth to keep me quiet.
"Shh, easy, easy."
She dragged a finger through the stray semen dripping down and smeared it across my lips before giving me a deep kiss.
I figured she'd demand a favor in return for this service, but it never came. She just kissed me again and told me she was always at my disposal.
With finally getting off out of the way, my brain immediately shifted gears to the one thing that mattered: getting revenge on Márcia.
She usually took a shower right around eight or eight-thirty, right after getting home from her outings. The second I heard her key in the front door, I slipped into the bathroom and locked the door behind me, casually sitting down on the closed toilet lid to read a book.
At 8:15, Márcia started pounding on the door.
"You gonna move in there or what?!"
"Use the other one," I called back.
"The electric shower in there is broken!"
"Then wait."
She cursed me out loudly and stomped off.
Fifteen minutes later, she was back. "Get the hell out!" she yelled, hammering harder this time.
I cracked the door open an inch. "I'm gonna be in here a while."
"Damn it, are you serious?!"
I put on a convincing show of deep thought for a few seconds before offering a compromise. "Look, you can come in and take your shower while I just hang out here on the lid."
She craned her neck, sniffing suspiciously through the gap like she was trying to catch a foul odor. Finding nothing offensive, she grumbled and agreed.
She stepped inside and immediately stripped down. Her body was driving. She had small, pert breasts like a teenage girl, a lean, naturally toned figure with zero excess fat, and was completely hairless. I had caught a glimpse of her dick before, but up close it was something else. She caught me staring and flashed a smug little smile.
She stepped into the glass shower stall and turned the water on. I sat back down on the lid.
"So, have you ever sucked Cláudia?" I asked over the sound of the running water.
"Yeah."
"How was it?"
"Oh, she came home hammered one night, I was super horny... one thing led to another."
"And sex?"
"She almost pegged me once."
Hearing that sent another surge of heat straight to my groin. I stood up, walked right over to the glass shower stall, and slapped my rock-hard dick straight against the glass door.
I figured she'd freak out or make fun of me. But instead, Márcia calmly reached out and shoved the glass door open.
I stepped inside. I grabbed her dick and started playing with it. It was sizeable—a bit longer than Cláudia's, but noticeably thinner and curved slightly upward. I stroked her with firm, steady rhythms. She leaned her hands flat against the tiled shower wall, eyes squeezed shut, letting out heavy, echoing groans.
Then, right at the peak of the tension, I let go, stepped backward, and walked straight out of the shower.
Before I pulled the bathroom door shut, I caught one final glimpse of her standing frozen under the spray, her jaw hanging wide open in utter disbelief.
I flashed a wide grin and clicked the door shut.
To be continued...
