Learning another lesson about love

Janny continued sitting in place, cum drooling out of her now completely bare slit. Her eyes were a little foggy too -- poor girl probably had one shot too many, or was simply still in the process of recovering from having her cherry popped. Her gaze lingered on the tiled floor, at least until Gothy snapped her fingers and drew all attention back to herself. "Come on, girl. It's not the end of the world. If anything, it's the beginning! You've got a 'grade A' pussy down there, now you finally get to put it to good use for some lucky boys! Or just your boyfriend, if you're one of those monogamous kinda girls. Point is, you've got a gateway to heaven down there. Share the fun, girl!"

Throughout it all, you stand there with wildly blushing cheeks -- they turned a shade of red you didn't even know existed. Perhaps sex really is just something more... casual and normal? Did you seriously waste your past few years by not having more fun with yourself? It was hard to comprehend, after all you were taught your entire life that sex exists only to make babies, and is only pleasurable for the guy. Now pregnancy used to be the scary part -- but if that's no longer an issue...

"Are you all right?" you ask your best friend, and she answers with an upset, drawn-out sigh. You pat her shoulder encouragingly, she's understandingly upset about losing her virginity but she's fine. It is a part of growing up, after all... had to happen eventually! Of course, the fact that she had sex with her own brother was pretty gross, but pointing it out to her right now would be too vile even by your standards!

"Hey uhmm..." It wasn't easy to come up with the right words. "I'll check up on everybody downstairs, could you keep an eye on Janny? I'll be back in a moment!" Gothy nodded, and you used the opportunity to try and leave the bathroom... somehow, since as soon as you started walking, you were reminded of your awful balance. Probably should've drunken less **** yourself, too...

You arrive by the bottom of the stairs just in time to see Guy and Bro leaving the house, remnants of chips and a few empty beer bottles scattered across the floor. A few larger but equally empty bottles were back on the table, and the volume of the music was low enough to be barely audible at this point. "What happened? Is the party over?" You look around some more and see Ryan nearby, cleaning up some of the mess.

"Yeah. I don't know, you girls all disappeared upstairs and the guys got bored," he explained while holding open a trash bag and pushing more leftovers into it.

Chris finally walked down the stairs too, and you shot him a brief glare before remembering that you are supposed to play it cool. Then again, could also just return home... yeah. "I guess we better leave too, then." Janny's brother on the other hand shook his head. "Awful idea, you reek of ****."

Ryan didn't take it all that serious. "So? Just stay here for the night." Eeep! Did he really just offer you to sleep at his place? Was it some kind of romantic gesture? He wasn't already flirting with you, was he? He might be. He totally is. "Sure!!" you blurt out gleefully. Without hesitation, you grab yours and Janny's phone and send out a text message to your parents, explaining that you will have a sleepover at each others place -- and nobody will have any clue what you're really up to. Smooth move, player one!

Moving back upstairs, you enter the bathroom to tell Janny the news. To your surprise, she wasn't there! You check the bedroom you found earlier and see her there, right in the middle of getting dressed again. If you didn't know any better, you would have no idea that she took her first dick not long ago. Funny how that works! "Where's Gothy?" you ask, and Janny shrugs. "Who? Oh don't tell me you gave people those weird nicknames again..." she sighs and shakes her head. At least some of her slurring had disappeared, she sounded slightly more sober now. "She had to leave or something, told me to get dressed. My vagina still hurts like heck though..." she explained, with one hand hovering just above her crotch.

"I see, I see... well I got good news! Ryan invited us to stay for the night! Or the weekend! I'm not sure! But I'm happy!" She wasn't very impressed by the news. "Just play along a little longer and pretend that Chris is your boyfriend, everything will work out fine! Besides, you don't want your parents to find out, right?" At that, she visibly tensed up. Gotcha! That should scare her enough to stay docile until things are taken care of.

The sound of footsteps draws your attention back to the door, and you see the two guys standing there. "I see you found my bedroom," Ryan spoke, slightly grumpily, especially upon seeing that the bed covers were a mess with a few indiscernible stains. "How about you two just stay here for the night," he gestured towards Chris and Janny, "... and we'll share my parents' bedroom" he added while pointing at you! Eeeep! Jackpot!

While the two siblings entered one room, albeit with one of them less happy about the situation than the other, you and Ryan retreated to his parents room just next door! Upon getting your first glance inside, you do however feel your curiosity peaking. "Where am I supposed to sleep?" You look around but aside from a typically large bed, a wardrobe and a nightstand, there wasn't a whole lot of furniture around. Certainly no extra bed, or couch.

"Isn't that obvious? In the bed. I'm not going to touch you or anything, so just relax," he explained while stripping out of his shirt and pants. Your eyes immediately went towards his six-pack, muscular pecs, and his bouldery shoulders that seemed ready to pick you right up and carry you to the wedding reception. "I'm ready!!" you blurt out awkwardly, images of a white dress flickering through your vision!

"Well good, then get changed. Or don't, whatever is more comfy for you to sleep in."

Oh. Bummer. So no wedding just yet then. You look around for another moment. Should you just sleep in your schoolgirl outfit? After some consideration, you decide to strip down to just your business shirt and undies -- praying that Ryan won't notice the 'Hello Kitty!' design imprinted on your underwear. You sure as heck didn't anticipate that risk when you got dressed this morning. While the two of you slowly approach the bedside and pull the bed covers aside, you can already hear some action from the nearby bedroom. The loud, rhythmical squeaking of a wooden bed frame.

After a brief delay, you could also vaguely hear Janny's soft voice mingling in. "S-stop! P-pervert! It's... nnnh... still sore, idiot!" Another minute passes before you could hear her again. "Ahnn! Too deep! C-careful...! Just don't cum inside me this time, it's gross! I don't want your... disgusting slime inside me!" The creaking continues more feverishly, and you're inclined to believe that their bed is moments away from breaking apart. "Just don't... nnnh... no! H-hey! No! Asshole!" There's a pleased groan from her brother, and then just silence. They didn't exactly sound like a romantic couple, but... definitely like a normal teenager couple.

With the master bedroom's door still slightly ajar, you could soon see Janny stumbling through the dark hallway entirely naked and with a hand cupping her womanhood, probably to avoid spilling her brother's semen everywhere. You could hear the bathroom door slowly opening... then the toilet flushing... and then you could see her once again stumbling along the walls back to her bedroom. Good sis! After what you've been taught earlier, it sure sounded like having sex is doing the guy an immense favor, so her brother is probably super grateful by now!

However, even that knowledge doesn't feel particularly soothing once you start feeling Ryan's hands around your hips, snugly grabbing the waistband of your panties, and peeling them right off while you simply lie on your side facing the door. Naturally you instinctively begin to look down to try and get an idea of what's happening, but the bed covers completely blocked the view. Is this the moment when you should tell him that unlike most girls in your class, you are still a virgin? That your parents would kick your ass if your hymen isn't there for your wedding night? That they would disown you if they knew you may have had sex? He cuddles up closer against you from behind, properly spooning you.

Before you know it, you feel both of his hands by your crotch, and his thumbs applying pressure to your labia to stretch those puffy lips apart and lay bare the small opening into your body. Just as you're about to protest, you feel something thicker nudging against the tiny slit. Your tiny slit. Should you really try to stop him, or just do what's most natural and 'help him out'? At the very least, you could ask him to make your first time special...