Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

One Little Moan: 8

Over the next few weeks Taylor did everything she could to avoid her own room. No matter how much she'd enjoyed her first sexual experience, the fear and shame always overwhelmed the lust whenever she thought back to it. Once her time of the month finally came, her relief overpowered even her shame though, and she vowed to do everything she could to avoid another pregnancy scare. She'd spent a week with that stone on her chest and now that she was finally free of pressure she never wanted to feel it again. The only way she could do that though was to avoid Kevin like her life depended on it.

It wasn't just Kevin she was trying to avoid anymore though. Sure, he could drop by at any time, and there was always the risk that he might try to take advantage of her again if Sara wasn't around. That wasn't the only problem though. Lately Sara had been acting weird, and asking her probing questions even when he hadn't been around for a day or two.

"So what kind of guys do you like, anyway," she'd asked casually while watching tiktoks on her phone one day.

"Umm, I don't really... I mean..." Taylor trailed off. Just the idea of sharing that kind of information with someone melted her into a little puddle of shame and nervousness.

"You don't really like guys?" Sara asked, switching tactics. "Does that mean you're a lesbian?"

Taylor didn't even try to answer this one, she just hung her face in shame as her face turned bright red.

"It's okay if you are," Sara continued, her smile evident in the tone of her voice. "I'm not going to judge. If you want to suck on some girl's clit instead of a guy's dick, you do you... or her... or whatever."

"It's not that." Taylor said finally, her voice not much more than a strangled whisper as she searched for the right words to make this horrible conversation stop. "I just don't have a lot of experience, you know? So I guess I don't really know what I like..."

questions though. If you went with me and Kevin we could--" "Could we maybe talk about this some

said, even though her tone said everything certainly wasn't. "Another

was in a bad mood and Taylor was home, she would find a pretext to start asking her more and more personal questions until she made her roommate shut down. It became a game, and it was one Taylor didn't enjoy playing very much. So

she'd mostly ignored guys and the way they looked at her, but now that her cherry had been popped... Well it was like they could sense the difference, and every time a random dude decided to check out her breasts or her

any place quite so public, and after trying the park and a couple other places she settled on the library. Sometimes guys still checked her out here, but no one actually talked to her, which was the most important part. Eventually with the help of her earbuds and a neglected part of the reference section she got into a nice quiet rhythm. Every day after classes she'd spend a couple hours doing homework, then pass a few hours reading one of her trashy romance

she

familiar voice soothed, even if his other hand never quite stopped molesting her. "We're cool.

this right now. Someone could see you!," she whispered harshly. "How did you even find me

me to come over and bang," he said smoothly, but his hands didn't stop moving when she demanded it or when he started talking. Instead they massaged her ass for a while before they slowly started to slide her dress up her thighs and bunch it up around her hips a few inches at a time. "She said she had the room all to herself because you were at the library with your nose buried in

to change the subject as her resistance failed her. She'd told herself for weeks that the reason she was avoiding Kevin is because she hated what he'd done to her, but that lie only worked when he wasn't around. The truth was that she loved it more than she could say.

tell me why I'm here." "Because you like to... Mmmhhhmmm..." Words failed her for a moment as he slid two fingers up and down her panty covered

you're crazy," she panted once that electric jolt faded. "Because

than her, and I thought that maybe instead of burying your nose in a book you'd prefer it if I buried my cock deep inside of you." "No, you can't," she whispered, flustered and blushing at what he was doing to her. Even his words would have been enough to permanently traumatize her, but to be holding her like this? To press her against a bookshelf in a quiet library where someone might see them at any moment? Even those terrible mental images weren't enough to make her put up a fight as he pulled her panties to the side, letting the cool conditioned air reach her moist pussy and send a chill up her spine. She just couldn't tell him no, and

cock against her lips, making her hips tremble at