And the guys scramble to put everything away

It wasn't long after that when I heard the car.

"I'm going upstairs to stall them," I said. "Make sure everything is exactly how you found it or neither of you are ever setting foot down here again!"

"Don't worry, we kept track. Go."

I went upstairs, exchanged pleasantries. Told them we went to the mall but Jeff had to repair his bike and they were putting tools away. Eventually everyone left and I went to bed.

I laid in bed staring at the ceiling. I couldn't believe those were in there. Guys liked that? My father liked that? He had never ever ever ever ever ever said anything inappropriate. Yet, he gets magazines with women in chains?

Honestly, it wasn't a terrible day. It was different, it wasn't boring. I exaggerated a bit when the guys were showing it to me. I didn't want to look like a slut. I wasn't going to look myself, but it was interesting seeing what they liked.

Eventually I drifted off, it was another week of swim practice after school and tests.

That night

I was naked and someone was watching me. I tried to cover myself but I felt like I was trying to swim through sand. Everything I did felt slow. He was going to fuck me, I felt his desire and I knew what he wanted.

I didn't want it though. I shifted my hips, trying to make it hard for him. Nothing happened, but I felt like I had to keep moving because it was the only thing I could do. My attacker seemed content to wait though.

He kept waiting and eventually I stopped struggling. I would never get away and he seemed to know it. Maybe he just enjoyed watching me struggle. I expected him to immediately take advantage of my vulnerability, I was naked and couldn't get away. I felt his gaze caressing my body but still nothing happened.

I moved my hips, but this time it wasn't to get away, I didn't understand what he was waiting for. I moved my hips again and felt something brush my inner thigh. It sent a shiver up my back.

Still he didn't make his move. What was he waiting for? I shifted my hips again, looking for whatever it was that brushed my thighs just a moment ago. I felt something.

I kept grinding my hips, what was I grinding against? His dick? His hand? It kept escaping me and I had to keep shifting, a moan escaped my lips and he made his move. I felt something penetrate my mouth and fit around my head. I tried to bat it away but I was to slow, it **** my mouth open. I panicked as it was pulled tight. I clawed at it, trying to get it off but it was much to late.

I jerked awake. Panting. It was a dream. That porn was giving me nightmares? I was horney though. Horney, horney, horney. I grabbed one of my pillows and put it between my legs. Laying on my stomach and grinding against it hard. Now I was moaning for real into my pillow. Trying to grind myself at just the right angle. I was so hot it didn't take long. I came quickly, my pillows silenced my cries as my hips slowed, grinding slowly and more carefully as pleasure washed over me.

I was still frustratingly hot though, as soon as it was over I immediately picked up the pace. I needed more. I gasped and started grinding harder, it was harder to cum this time and I let my mind wander. My mind jumped to the girls in the porn, I imagined Jeff and Chris taking turns fucking the blonde with the gag. It was dirty but it was the help I needed and I came, shaking as I cried into my pillow.

I fell back asleep very quickly after that.

The next day at lunch

I sat with my usual friend group, Jessica, Britney, Nicole, and Crystal.

Brittney was having drama.

"I don't know what her and her friends have against me, they just make fun of me. I didn't do anything to them!" she was saying.

"Who?" I responded.

"Lindsey and her friends, you know, that hang out with Michelle from 3rd period."

I rolled my eyes, "I haven't heard anything from Michelle, Brittney."

"It's like, I don't even talk to them so I don't know where they're getting it from."

Brittney knew exactly why Lindsey was starting drama. She had told me and playing dumb at this point was almost painful. If she was going to have me keep her secret the least she could do was not be so annoying about it. I couldn't believe what happened with her and Mark though, seriously?