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Hi mom, I hope you were having fun staying at Brian's. I mean, I have a boyfriend too, but even I have never got bruises like that hahahaha, like in the face? Anyway, you seem a bit distracted atm (at the moment), but when you read this, just know that I'm doing really well now. Clara and I are getting along better than ever, even after our little fight...
"Violet, please." When she said that, it felt weeeird... Clara's been my best friend, but I felt like it was the first time she used my name. She was already teary, and her voice strained and cracking.
"Your dad doesn't have to find out. Just do what is asked of you and you'll be fine, Clara," I responded. It was true. I didn't say she would like it. I must say, the look on her face when I showed her the video I took of me pleasuring her was... exciting? I don't know the right word for that. It's similar to when James uses me and doesn't say 'I love you'. It kind of... leaves a hole - only for a short time, obviously, I know that James loves me, and ANYWAY, this is about Clara. How could she be so devastated when I hadn't even told her what was asked of her?
"James wants to have sex with you," I told her honestly. The look of horror in her eyes confused me.
"No, I can't, please. Anything but that." Clara seemed so thunderstruck. I thought she would've been braver. Clara was always the brave one, not scared of anyone, well beside her father maybe. But then and there, she fell to her knees before me, crying her eyes out, just because she had to sleep with my boyfriend? It actually made me a little upset.
"If you don't want to, that's fine. But then I'll show the video to your dad. What do you think he will say when he sees his darling princess being naughty with another girl? Will that count as sex before marriage? Will he-"
"We weren't having sex!", Clara broke in.
"How will he know that was all we did? Do you think he will accept his daughter laughing at his religion? Your brother might be the only heir he needs after he finds out," I finished calmly.
"He wouldn't disown me!"
"Would he not?"
"He-" Clara went silent then, her annoying whining finally coming to a stop.
Fuck, I was craving for James. I wasn't used to bossing someone around, and James would've known how to put me in my place again. After what felt like minutes, Clara finally spoke again.
"Fine... I'll do it. But just once, right? This is a one time thing?" God, is she stupid? Why would he only take her once if he still had the video? She's usually smarter than this.
"No, love, it's gonna be as often as he wants," I said, trying to sound less annoyed than I was. After hearing it she broke down again, sobbing on the floor. I had enough of it real fast. I grabbed her by her pretty red hair and turned her face up toward me. Fear in her eyes.
"You know what? There's another thing you'll do," I said. She looked at me uncertainly.
"What else?", cracked her broken voice. I looked down at her. Her, under me, looked so pretty.
"You're gonna pleasure me as well," I told her, and felt the hint of a smile on my lips. She looked less appalled at that, though, and with almost no hesitation started caressing me between the legs. Her touch instantly sent waves of excitement through me. I pushed her away for a moment to take off my leggings and panties. When her hand got to work again, I realized she was trembling. It didn't make for a good experience.
"Use your tongue," I commanded. She looked at me doe-eyed before burying her head between my thighs. That finally had me. I could barely stand still when she started, so I kept my hands on her head to keep myself steady. Her tongue felt so much better than her unsteady hands, and she was really trying to make it feel good. I had never felt so sensitive in my life. This was also so different from being penetrated. It never quite felt 'good' to be fucked by James. My enjoyment mostly came from knowing that he loved me so much. But this was another level. It was the most daunting task not to scream like a chicken when the final waves of pleasure drove through me wildly. She was sucking and licking my clit like crazy and then... it was over. That was Clara, making me feel like that. She knelt before me, smiling at me... smiling. Just a moment ago, she was crying. Did it feel good for her to make me feel good? Or did she just enjoy... doing it?
Anyway, I felt so spent after that. Luckily, most of the mess I made got on Clara, so I didn't need to change clothes or use water to wash myself. I looked down at her. Still smiling.
"Good girl, well done," I said to her before I pulled my leggings back up. I felt sexier than ever in that moment. I had never known I could make Clara do something like that. I always thought she was above me, superior...
Class was gonna start soon, so I settled in front of the door. I texted my boyfriend the moment I sat down on the ground.
"Clara said yes, you can have her whenever you want."
James's response came quickly.
"Really? Nice. Today at my place."
Yeah, that day wasn't so good, because I had dancing lessons and my mom would give me hell if I skipped them.
"Can't today, got dancing. Maybe tmrw?"
He answered quickly.
"Today. Just send her to me after school. I'll take her home with me."
I must admit, I was a little disappointed that he didn't care to have me with them. By now, I figured that it was a special moment for him, and I would only ruin it. Like, it must be exciting to mess around with someone new, and he's had me so often that I must be too boring for that. Well, I'm about to go to sleep, and the only sign I've gotten from either of them was James sending me a picture of Clara with ropes of cum on her face. Seems like he had some fun at least. Fuck, he wouldn't leave me for her, would he? Before going to sleep, I felt this deep... desire. Thinking back to Clara, I touched... myself. "Is that how it feels for James to 'finish'?", was all I thought when I fell into bed, exhausted.