Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

A Sinful Act>: 11

Warning: The finale to this story is not for everyone it contains nonconsensual sex and forced breeding. Reader discretion is strongly advised.

A few days after her encounter with Anna at the swimming pool Ivy finally got her period, and practically wept with relief. That night she prayed, thanking God for his mercy. She promised never to stray again. She even swore she'd give up masturbation, shunning the terrible thoughts she had so often about Anna in favor of a more virtuous life. That promise only lasted until the night she stopped bleeding though. Ivy just couldn't help herself. Now that she'd found out what she'd been missing out on, she just couldn't keep her hand out of her panties. Almost every night after she turned off the lights to go to bed she made herself orgasm at least once.

She was ashamed of herself, of course. Ashamed enough that she didn't do it with the lights on or in the shower, but not ashamed enough that she didn't close her eyes and force her body to cum again and again. Some nights she had tried to imagine people besides her sweet beautiful Anna molesting her, but it just wasn't the same. Even trying to relive her only sexual experience with a man did nothing for her. No matter how much she'd enjoyed what Brian did to her in the moment, it did nothing in her imagination. Once she found out she wasn't pregnant, the first thing she did was block that asshole's number. She never wanted to so much as hear his voice again.

At school that wasn't a problem. Her campus was large enough that she rarely saw either Anna or Brian between classes. It did cut into her social life though. Over the next week she missed a couple parties because she was sure he was going to be there. People still gossiped about her. Now that she'd stopped dating him though, or at least stopped pretending to, people mostly whispered about the breakup. The minority with a different story said that she'd stopped drinking because she was pregnant and worried about the baby. It didn't matter to Ivy either way. They could say whatever they wanted as long as they weren't calling her a lesbian anymore. In a few months she'd walk across the graduation stage without a hint of a baby bump and prove all of her haters wrong.

Ivy did her very best to use the terrible events of the last few weeks as a wake up call, and concentrate on school. She really wanted to be the person that her parents thought that she was, and after getting a taste of how terrible the consequences of sin truly were, she did her very best to focus on her studies and her faith. The only chink in that armor was the beautiful Anna. Every time Ivy accidently stumbled across her between classes she got flustered as she melted a little bit inside. It was hard not to though, considering how many times she'd cum to her fantasy lover. Every time she saw her now she had trouble not undressing Anna with her eyes to relive that incredibly sexy moment they'd shared in the locker room. Anna didn't seem to notice the effect that she had on the other girl at least, for which Ivy was eternally grateful.

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had a couple classes with Tracy last year, but didn't even consider the redhead an acquaintance at this point. "As if," the first girl shot back over a chorus of giggles,

naked and in a bathing suit, so it wasn't hard to imagine her standing there in the chest deep water of the reservoir, with rock hard

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you can always bring him to the party with you," Anna continued, smiling. "It won't have skinny dipping, but it does have a pool so maybe even Todd will manage to get you nice and wet." After that there was a series of jokes and then an argument about whether or not Todd could actually get a girl wet, even if he had a pool, but Ivy didn't pay attention. Instead she focused on the way her heart sang at the idea that Anna was going to be going to a party this weekend. She didn't want to make it obvious, so she didn't ask about where it was or anything - she could find that through the

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all she could do to restrain herself and avoid writing 'I + A' in little hearts on her notebook page. She'd accepted that she was attracted to Anna, but that didn't make her a lesbian - after all, she wasn't

nicer houses in town, which made it perfect. There were plenty of rooms and closets that a young couple might disappear into. That night Ivy buried two fingers in her burning pussy while she imagined the two of them sixty-nining in the pool house, Anna's screams of ecstasy muffled by Ivy's pussy while the party carried on all

out of the house she took it off to reveal a light gray blouse that clung to her and her push up bra so it looked like she actually had cleavage. She was sure that