Pretty Much…But What About Sunday?

The rest of Saturday was pretty fucking boring.

After the moving truck drama and meeting the Graysons, I just… existed. Cleaned my room a bit, played some Clash Royale until I got tilted by another Mega Knight cycle player, ate leftover mac & cheese, and generally wasted time. The only highlights were the usual Sarah routines.

She came out of the shower around evening, towel dropping the second she found me in the living room. Dropped to her knees without a word and gave me one of those slow, thorough blowjobs that always left me light-headed. Swallowed everything, licked her lips, then casually said she felt refreshed and went to get dressed. That’s never going to get old.

Later that night, after Dad had gone to bed, she showed up in my doorway for the pre-sleep makeout. Arms around my neck, deep tongue-heavy kissing, hands roaming, both of us getting a little too into it before she finally pulled away with that dreamy smile and headed to the guest room.

Then Sunday morning hit.

I woke up hard as a rock and frustrated as hell. The last real, proper fuck I’d had was when I took Sarah’s anal virginity the day before. Everything since then had just been mouths and hands - which additionally were also all from Sarah. Don’t get me wrong, I thank the heavens every day for any opportunity I get to use my hot cousin’s body to pleasure my cock, but with all due respect, my dick was not happy about the varietal drought.

I lay there staring at the ceiling, running through my options.

Sarah again? Not this time. Out with her friends for the day. She texted earlier saying she wouldn’t be back until late. Dead end.

Ricole? Her services only kicked in after school, and there was no school on Sunday. I made a mental note to fix that the next time I had her alone. Add weekends. Or just make her available whenever I texted. Future Ward problem.

Emily and Minerva next door? Tempting as fuck. Especially Emily. But I was saving the fifth controlled girl slot for Raine McClane. Tomorrow she was finally coming back, and I wasn’t about to waste the level-up progress on anyone else. It was a symbolic thing. I refused to hate anyone more than Raine.

Then my mind turned to Valerie.

I grabbed my phone and typed out a casual message.

Ward: Yo, you free to hang today? Bored as hell.

She replied almost immediately.

Valerie: Can’t, sorry. Hanging out with my sister today. Family stuff. Rain check?

I stared at the screen, disappointed. Of course. Foiled again. Maybe it was time to stop thinking with my dick for today.

My phone buzzed again.

Kaze: Hey Ward. Nobody’s free and I’m bored. Hop on Brawl Stars?

Then again, maybe not.