Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Sinful Act>: 3

"But what | want," he said, ignoring her answer, "Is to be able to tell the truth when | tell my buddies that you

andparked for a while and had a good time. That shouldn't be a problem if you're just a straight girl who is

saving her pussy for marriage. Only a dyke would have a problem with a little kissing, right? Or are you saving

your mouth for marriage too?"

"Brian..." Ivy sighed, but she was trapped now, literally and figuratively as he backed her against a tree trunk.

This twhen he kissed her again, there was no escape. She kept her mouth closed against his advances, but

once he grabbed her breasts through her blouse, she gasped in surprise, and after that his tongue was wrestling

with hers. It was the single most aggressive kiss of her life, and so rough she couldn't help but contrast it against

the wet, sinuous kiss that Anna had practically forced on her the other night. She thought she liked a man that

took charge, but not like this. It lasted for almost a minute, but when hands wandered down her stomach and

then started to slip up under her top, she pushed him away enough that she could speak.

"Brian - I-l Ahhhhh..." she gasped as he pinched her nipple roughly making her gasp in the sudden unexpected

mixture of pleasure and pain. "You need to stop it right now. This isn't whaa... what | want." He didn't stop

though, even as she struggled. He just backed off a little bit, switching from torturing her poor nipples into just

mauling her breasts as a whole.

"Are you sure you that's what you wanted?" he asked, the edge of sadism obvious in his voice. "Afterall, why

would a girl like you show my your tits unless you thought they needed sextra attention." She was cowed by

his bravado, even as he started to lift up her shirt so he could see her sensitive breasts for the first tin

person. She was glad he was no longer hurting her, but the fact that he was ignoring what she wanted scared

her more than she could say. When he finally brought his mouth to her right nipple and began to suck too hard

she cried out, "Ahhh, please don't do this." He didn't stop right away, but after a few more bites that made her

shudder and struggle he finally stopped. Then without another word he turned around and started walking to his

car.

"Well," he asked after he opened the car door. "Are you coming, or did you want to walk home?' The fact that

he'd finally stopped did nothing to calm her pounding heart as she stood there shaking in fear and humiliation.

She felt completely violated.

"You'll takehome?" she asked finally, taking a few cautious steps forward, "Instead of going to the party?"

"Of course", he said, sitting down and closing the door. When she got in and started driving he continued. "I'm

happy to take you hinstead - after all, | wouldn't want to be caught dead with a cock tease like you." "Wha-

what do you mean?" Ivy sniffed, stung by the suddenness of the insult.

"I'll just find sother girl that actually wants to spend twith me," he continued, brushing her question

aside. "And when someone askswhat happened to my date I'll just tell them that it turns out the ice princess

plays for the other team." Moments before he said that they turned on to the rural state highway and she'd

started to feel better, but as soon as he threatened to make things worse, her heart sank into the pit of her

stomach.

"No," she whined, "You can't do that. Please!"

"I can't, can I?" He sneered. "Where did you becthe expert on all the things | can and can't do Ivy?"

"I mean..." she paused, trying to take on a more humble tone. "Please. Please don't do that. I'd never live it

down."

"If that's the way you feel then maybe you should have been nicer towhen you had the chance." He

answered.

"No, please, we can go back and--" She pleaded.

"And what?" he interrupted. "You'll letgrope your tits and makelate to the party?"

He laughed then. Long and loud enough to make her want to curl up and die. When he finally stopped she asked,

"What do you want? What can | do to make this right?"

"I'll tell you what," he said finally. "We've got ten minutes until we get to the party at Rob's house, and another

three after that to your house. If you suck my dick on the way over, I'll let you attend withand make sure all

the guys know just how straight you are."

"You wantto... to what?" she gasped. "You wantto suck your... But I've never done that before... Good

girls don't do that sort of thing. Especially not on the first date."

"Doesn't matter toeither way at this point," he smiled. "Heads | get to shyou in public, and tails I get to

do it in private. | win either way."

"lI won't..." she whispered, feeling the rage building up inside her. "I can't."

"Probably not," he said, not bothering to take his eyes off the road, "I've dated plenty of virgins who letfuck

their mouth or their ass as long as | save their virginity for their wedding night. The difference between you and

them isn't that they were bad girls but you're a good one. The difference is that they were straight and you're

gay."

"I'm not," she pouted, "Why won't you believe me?"

"Ivy," he said, "It's 2022. | don't care either way. If you want to be gay | say let your freak flag fly. I'm not the one

who's ashamed here. That's all you." Sadly he realized that he was right about at least one thing. She was

ashamed. Ashamed that she might actually be a homosexual, and she was the only one who could do something

about that, and that as distasteful as it was she needed to do something about that.