New Challenge

They left Javier's house and walked in a dense, heavy silence. Javier's brother didn't seem to notice anything, or if he did, he didn't care. Lucy was quiet, her gaze lost in thought. She was serious, reviewing what had just happened. She remembered the image of Javier's thick, hot penis, its scent, the sensation in her mouth. She never imagined a man could like something like that so much; she didn't know if that was normal.

But beyond the strangeness of the act, there was something that thrilled her deeply: the image of her boyfriend, of Marco, getting so aroused watching her give another man oral sex. The conclusion was undeniable and addictive: maybe her being this way, so naughty and perverse, was very good for their relationship. Marco liked it a lot.

Marco didn't say a single word the entire way. They were together, but each was trapped in their own whirlwind of thoughts. Once they arrived at Marco's house, words were unnecessary. Immediately, without even stopping in the living room, they went up to his room and closed the door.

He pounced on her, intending to undress her, to reclaim her. But Lucy stopped him, placing a hand on his chest. Now it was her turn to play.

"Wait," she told him, her voice a hoarse whisper. She began to provoke him, her mouth close to his. "Did you like what you saw, Marco? Did you like knowing your girlfriend was sucking another cock?"

Without waiting for a response, she lifted her yellow dress over her head and let it fall to the floor. Then, with deliberate slowness, she hooked her fingers into the edges of her yellow panties and took them off. She knelt in front of him and unzipped his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. His penis, furiously erect, was exposed before her.

Lucy caressed it a little, feeling its heat and its pulse. She looked him in the eyes. "Did you like knowing your girlfriend was very bad today?"

She was incredibly aroused. The power she felt in that moment was intoxicating. "Masturbate," she ordered him.

Marco, hypnotized, began to do so. Lucy lay back on the bed and opened her legs, offering him a view he had only dreamed of. She showed him her virgin vagina, tightly closed, its inner lips sheltered inside. It was the pussy of a white, virgin girl, with her clitoris barely visible between the pink folds. She was very, very wet; transparent threads of her vaginal fluids ran down from her slit.

"Do you want to taste my virgin pussy?" she asked, watching his hand accelerate.

Marco, masturbating faster, could only nod his head, his eyes fixed on her.

"Today won't be the day," Lucy said, savoring her control. "You have to earn my virgin pussy." She propped herself up a little on her elbows. "Maybe I can give you a blowjob, but I'm still not very good. But if you want me to give you oral sex or for you to taste my virgin pussy, you have to earn it. For today, I'm letting you see my vagina. It turns me on so much to see you so aroused. Masturbate for me."

Marco obeyed, his hand becoming a blur, his breathing ragged.

"You set your conditions," she continued, her voice growing firmer. "Now I'm setting mine. You have to make me do something very, very perverted if you want to taste my pussy." The word sounded strange in her own mouth; she never imagined calling her vagina that, but in that moment, it felt right, it felt powerful.

"And you have to hurry," she warned, opening her vagina a little with her fingers, showing the deep pink of her interior and the abundance of her fluids. "Because if you don't, maybe I won't be able to control myself anymore when I'm with your friend. Watch my fluids come out."

The image of her, so exposed, so wet, and her words—the implicit threat—was too much for Marco. He began to imagine everything Javier could do to her if he had her like this in front of him. He imagined everything he could now do to her based on the dare he himself had set. The idea of Javier using his girlfriend's mouth, of his girlfriend enjoying it, of her losing control with him...

Marco came. It was a quick explosion with incredible ****, splashing the floor of his room with his semen.

Lucy watched his orgasm with a smile of satisfaction. She stood up, completely naked, and picked up her panties from the floor.

"I'm leaving," she said, as she began to get dressed. With the panties still in her hand, she stopped by the door. "I'll give these panties to the first person who looks at me lewdly when I go outside."

She looked at him over her shoulder. "And one more thing. You have to think about what perverted thing you want me to do next. And it has to be something very, very perverted if you want to taste my pussy."

Without another word, Lucy left.