Telling the truth

I bit my lower lip as I thought of my answer. Liam was right, I wasn't thrilled at the idea of drinking someone's piss. In fact, even mine I would be reticent to do it.

"It's kinda weird, but knowing I lost this... bet to a man who has no issues using my body however he wants... well, it rapidly puts into perspective. I mean, I am glad he was at least considerate enough to let me give my virginity to a man of my choice, but in exchange he basically **** my ass hard. I wasn't ready and it didn't feel good... Okay, it hurt for a while, but in the end I orgasmed... I was so ashamed of it." I snuggled up to him, curled up and obviously feeling small. "I realized there are men that will do anything to a woman, no matter how much it hurts her, and well... I started googling. I'd never even heard of some of the stuff some women will do. And I realized that like it or not, I was probably going to end up doing it for this asshole." Then I looked up at him, "So I figured why not try to get as many enjoyable experiences as possible before this asshole ruins things that could be fun for me and my man. It's amazing how many things, even revolting things, become less revolting when it is a matter of when and who, not if."

I snuggled right up to his chest. "I think I picked a good one."

Liam stayed surprisingly silent and immobile. I wasn't expecting him to say much, but usually, he would at least hug me tenderly, or at least kiss me on the forehead to reassure me. Then I realized. He felt guilty. I propped myself up, tits swinging between us. "Hey, none of that. You aren't allowed to feel guilty about this."

"But we're only having sex because some asshole has leverage on you, it's basically ****", he admitted.

"Nope. You stop that right now. I am not going to let the man who has given me more orgasms and pleasure in the last two days than I've had my entire life talk about himself that way!" I poked his chest hard, "I've felt more love from you, a boy I only had classes with and ignored for two years, than I have from my own father my entire life, and I've told you how much he does for me."

"I'm not dumb enough to think that the random guy I picked to fuck me, because I wanted to control who broke my hymen, is going to marry me. But I am smart enough to know you've made the last two days of my life heaven, and while I'll never tell the asshole who I lost the bet to, losing that bet has been one of the best things that happened to me."

"It brought you into my life and between my legs and I'll be damned if I'm not going to enjoy every second I get to have sex with you." I was really heating up. "And hell, it beats being pushed to marry some rich old bastard for my dad's ambitions."

I snuggled up to him again. "I don't want to end up like my mom. Married for money and security to a man I only have sex with so he doesn't leave me penny-less. I know dad made mom sign a prenup. And infrequent sex was listed as a legitimate reason for separation. She told me when she was trying to get me to do yoga and gymnastics because she didn't think I was smart enough to go to college or support myself. It was the first time she talked about getting me breast augmentation. She told me I had to start doing beauty pageants so I would make a better trophy wife and could marry a richer dude. She even had a few options picked out. Not one of them was under 50 years old and I was 17 at the time."

"Compared to that, you are a superstar." I breathed, "and even if I fuck a guy I don't love a hundred, five hundred, a thousand times, I'm sure I won't get the love and satisfaction I have with you.... so whenever you want, lube my ass and pussy, and I'll do it gladly. I know it will be worth it. YOU will make it worth it. Plus you're going to help me catch up in school."

He looked at me, unsure how to feel, "I've been meaning to ask you about that. You have some of the best grades in our classes, and you said you'd already turned in the assignment yesterday, but when we were working on it, you didn't seem to understand any of it. What's up with that?"

I hung my head. "Promise to keep a secret?"

He nodded.

I held out a pinky like a kid. He laughed and held the pinky.

"It's not funny", I muttered. "Well, here goes.... I'm cheating."

He took it better than I thought. He must have had a hunch after 'helping' me the previous day.

"I haven't gotten honest grades since middle school", I admitted. "My mom saw my grades and started using my father's money to get test keys and completed assignments for me to turn in. She taught me how to find people who could get me answers and how to find what was expected on the open answer questions. I thought I could get through college and get a degree like I got through high school. Then I'd get my trust fund and could just live off that."

Liam didn't look fazed, but was clearly processing the new information I was giving him. "I won't tell anyone, but what would happen if anyone found out", he asked hoarsely.

I readily replied, "My life would be over. Daddy would take my trust fund away. Mom would do her best to get me married as a gold-digger, but even with all the plastic surgery, fake tits and ass, she warned me if it blows up and becomes public knowledge I got expelled for cheating, even most of the old fat horny rich guys who usually marry dumb bimbos wouldn't want me. There is no shortage of ditz with more boobs and ass than brains who will fuck them for their money, so why settle for one with public baggage? Especially one that has no sex experience."

"How much money is in your trust fund?", he asked, legitimately curious.

"Oh, I hardly pay attention, it's like a hundred and so million or something", I tossed out flippantly.

He just about choked.

"Yeah, I know. Not too much, but enough to live on", I said teasingly, trying to lighten the mood. As much as I agreed to tell him everything, I didn't want him to worry too much about me. I knew he would likely want to help me, but at the end of the day, I was the one who fucked up, and so it was up to me to fix the mess I was in.

"That's actually what this whole thing is about", I continued. "It wasn't a bet. It's ****. The asshole found out I'm cheating and said he'd go to the administration if I didn't do everything he said. I'm just so glad he let me give my virginity to you. This has been the best."

He looked visibly shaken. "So what are you gonna do?", he asked.

"Well, I get fucked until I figure out how to get him", I grumbled. "At this point he has probably a hundred nudes of me too, because that was the first thing he started asking for. I'll have to show you the highlights, I mean", I looked over my naked form, "I'm nothing special."

"Lies and slander!", he shouted.

I laughed, a cute happy laugh. "Oh, come on. I barely have boobs, and my ass is too small."

"Oh, let's see." He leaned down and sucked my left nipple into his mouth, pulling as much boob as he could into his mouth, eliciting a gasp of surprise from me. "Yep, and..." He gave my other breast the same treatment. "...yep. Enough boob to fill my mouth and my hands. Anything bigger is just a waste that makes your back hurt."

"Not enough to give you a decent titty-fuck though."

He shrugged, "My ex used to do that, her breasts were D cup. And having had hers and yours, I'd take yours any day. Titty fucks are way overrated. Not worth the endless complaining about how much her tits made her back hurt."

"Really...?", I pressed skeptically.

"Why friction burn both my dick and your breasts, or waste half a tube of lube, and make you chest hump my dick for a half-hour, when I can get the same result, with more pleasure from your ass or pussy? My ex tried twice before she gave up. Don't believe the shit porn shows", he said with a look of truthfulness. He really seemed to believe what he was saying. "Like I said, my ex had D-cup breasts, and the titty fucks are overrated."

"Oh, and what, asses don't matter either?", I chided, although I was feeling a bit better about my body.

"Oh, some ass is great. But once again," He grabbed a handful of my ass, "more than a good plump handful is a waste..." and leaning in, "and gets in the way of good deep anal."

I almost purred, "That deep anal is nice... what were we talking about?"

"How are you dealing with the asshole blackmailer?", he pressed, his serious expression back on his face.

"Oh, well... I kinda dug myself in pretty deep. From what he showed me, he has me dead if he goes to the honor office. So, for now I have to deal with sending him nudes and... letting him fuck me", I admitted. "But you help two fold here. First, you give me good sex and help me prep to get **** whenever he wants." Liam couldn't help but wince. "And secondly, you'll catch me up on what I should actually know so I can stop cheating and then we can try to work out how to catch or scare him away."

I thought and continued, "I can't reach out to daddy, because he'd be developing. He doesn't know I cheated through high school. He thinks I actually honestly got into college, and he is so proud of me. That is why my trust fund is as big as it is. I'd have to tell him everything and he'd probably take my trust fund. If I call my mom, she'd probably just get a private investigator and a hit man, but knowing her she'd mess it up and make everything worse."

Liam's face blanched with horror.

I nodded, "Yeah, that's a mistake I'd rather her not make. I just found my man, I'd rather not accidentally get you hurt. So I want to take care of this myself."

He felt better about that. "So how much do you know about him?"

I flopped on my back, facing the ceiling of my room. "That's the worst part. I basically know nothing. All our communication is through a fake account he made on Insta. And that I know of, we've only been in the same room once, he made me blindfold myself first and he contorted his voice."

"And that's when he fucked your ass?", he asked.

"Yeah... ", I shuddered, the memories of that night popping up in my head.

"And you didn't try to take the blindfold off?", Liam pressed.

I blushed, "I kinda couldn't."

"Why not?"

I reached over and pulled the handcuffs out of the drawer at the side of my bed. "He had me handcuff myself, naked to the headboard."

"So when did the conversation about fucking you happen?", he asked.

"It didn't! I didn't realize he was planning on fucking me until he opened the front door!", I exclaimed.

"Wait, so he told you to get naked, put on a blindfold and handcuff yourself to your bed and you didn't realize he was planning on fucking you?"

"Well, he doesn't exactly tell me what's coming next", I explained defensively, "I'd been told, 'Get naked' often enough that it wasn't weird anymore. Then 'put on the blindfold' was weird but I figured he'd made me buy it for a reason. And I didn't think he knew where I lived, and at first it was just my legs handcuffed, and he was making me video call him so I figured he wanted a show. Then he said 'do one arm', then when he told me to do my other arm I was just confused because he made sure the keys were out of reach."

Liam smiled, "You realize as soon as the first leg was handcuffed, if you couldn't reach the keys that meant someone else was going to have to get them for you. And since he was the only one who knew what was going on, and he seems to want to keep this between the two of you... does he know you are telling me?"

I sat up, "Fuck! He's gonna be pissed!"

He put a hand on my shoulder, "When he found out about us fucking again, did he know what was going on?"

I shook my head, "He didn't even know you were the same guy from yesterday."

"Then he wasn't watching yesterday, didn't hear us talking, and didn't get the same today", he explained. "He's probably just watching and heard you were taking a guy home. And you had to send him pictures yesterday to show you had found someone to take your virginity, right?"

I calmed down. "I need to tell him I got a tutor so he doesn't assume we're fucking every time you're over here... Though we probably will be." I grinned.

"Probably best to be honest with him, he's kept his end of the bargain this far and kept your secret, so let's not be stupid and take risks", Liam said.

I nodded. "That's what I figured. Anyways, as fun as hanging out naked is, I actually want to use my tutor for more than a sex partner. I actually want to learn."

"Sure, but let me use the bathroom first. And no, thanks for your earlier offer, but I'll use the toilet for today. Also, I wouldn't say I have a fetish for watersports, it was just a 'spur of the moment' thing yesterday."

"Watersports?", I asked curiously.

"Sexual activities involving pee", he explained.

"Ohhh", I exclaimed. "Okay, I'll be waiting for you in the living room then", I leaned down and took his dick in my mouth for a quick suck, before pulling off and heading toward the door. I stopped at the door and wiggled my ass at him. "Let's get this study session over with quickly, maybe we'll have time for more fun afterwards."