Confessions Of A Nympho

Chapter Five

'Shyla'

The door to my house swung open interrupting my peace. I groaned as I got up from the couch to see half of Shayne's basketball team coming in the door including him and Raheem. I rolled my eyes. I walked past them trying to avoid getting hit on by any of them.

"Shy what's up?" said Keshawn.

"Nothing much." I said continuing to walk up the steps.

I went into my room and sat on my bed. I took off my sweatpants and changed into some shorts. I could only wear shorts in my room especially since Shayne always had his friends here. I had to always wear pants or basketball shorts when I was downstairs. My door opened and my mom walked in.

"Shy I need you to clean this room, and do the dishes or wash clothes."

"Ma can I do it later I just sat down."

"Girl your lazy butt been downstairs watching Netflix all day. If you don't get your little ass up."

I groaned. "Fine." I said.

She left out of my room after I got up. I started picking up stuff to get her out the way. She came back in a few minutes later with a trash bag to put stuff in. After ten minutes of picking up clothes, bottles, other containers and other random shit that was on my floor and putting it in a trash bag I was done with my room.

Since I didn't want to be downstairs in the kitchen with them doing dishes I decided to wash clothes. I grabbed the hamper and carried it as I walked down the hall way. As I walked down the steps I ended up dropping the hamper making all the clothes spill out all over the steps and causing a loud thud.

The loud talking and laughter from my brother and his friends stopped. I groaned and rushed to the bottom of the steps to hurry and pick up my clothes. Shayne, Raheem, and Keshawn rushed over to the steps to see what happened.

"Shy what the fuck you doing over here?" Shayne asked chuckling.

"I dropped the hamper down the steps. It's heavy." I said.

"Here let me help you ma." Keshawn said.

"I'm fine." I said.

"I'm not even tryna flirt I'm just tryna help. Let me carry it." He said.

I sighed as I put the last piece of clothing in the hamper. I stepped back so he could pick it up.

"Ard well I'm gonna go back to my pizza you good?" Shayne asked me. I nodded.

"Ard call me if something happen." He turned and walked away from me.

Raheem looked at us both before turning and walking away silently behind him. I led him downstairs to the basement and into the laundry room. I opened the washing machine and put all the clothes in it. I set it to cotton then I set a timer on my phone to put it in the dryer.

As I closed the washing machine I felt a pair of hands on my waist. I gasped and instantly got nervous. It was Keshawn of course. He slid his hands around my body. He moved my hair out the way and kissed my neck.

"What are you doing?" I managed to get out.

"I'm sorry I couldn't help my self. Your just sexy and them shorts you got on just got me a little excited." He said chuckling.

"Excited? For what?" I asked turning and looking at him.

"For that pussy." He mumbled grabbing me and pulling me close to him.

"Ugh your such a pervert." I said rolling my eyes and pushing him off. He chuckled and grabbed me back and pushed me against the dryer.

"You ever kissed anybody before?" He asked.

"Yea." I said thinking about Raheem almost a week ago.

"Who and when?"

"Uhh, I don't remember." I said not trying to tell him about.

"How do you not remember your first kiss? It's ok if you've never been kissed before baby girl it's ard." I rolled my eyes.

"Fine I didn't but why does it matter to you?" I asked him. He smirked.

"Cause I mean that shit turn me the fuck on." He said.

"Why?" I asked him.

"To know that ain't nobody else touching this or fucking this is just sexy and it makes me want you more." He said.

I looked down trying to avoid his intense stare. I knew he was staring at my body and it was making me feel so awkward. He grabbed my thighs lifting me up and sitting me on the dryer. I gasped and tried backing up.

He pulled me back to him and spread my legs open. I gulped as I watched his hands travel up my legs. I wanted him to stop but I didn't want to yell and make a big deal. He wasn't trying to rape me just being a perv. If I yelled for Shayne it would cause the whole team to come downstairs and that would be embarrassing if nothing was happening.

"Calm down, it's gonna feel good." He said making me lay back.

Oh God. Was he trying to take my virginity down here. He pulled my shorts to the side and rubbed me through my panties.

"I don't think you should be doing this." I mumbled.

"It feel good right?" He asked. I didn't respond I just closed my eyes as a soft moan left my mouth. I didn't mean to but he was right it did feel good. But he wasn't my boyfriend so it was wrong. He pushed my panties to the side too.

"Damn you gotta pretty pussy." He said.

"Keshawn stop I don't want-" I started to say but I stopped when I felt his tongue on my clit. I let him continue. My mind was saying tell his ass to stop but my body wanted him to keep going. I had never felt a feeling this good before. It felt amazing.

"Keshawn." I moaned. It didn't take long for me to reach my peak. He stopped and fixed my shorts and panties back up. He pulled me off the dryer and pulled me in his arms. My legs felt so numb. He massaged my thighs a little bit.

"Now didn't that feel good?" He asked me with a smirk. I nodded as I started blushing. "Your cute ass taste so good man."

"Really?" I said.

"Yea beautiful." He said looking at me like he was admiring my looks. It was awkward for me but I enjoyed it. I bit my lip and looked at the washing machine as it filled with water.

"Aye what y'all doing down here?" We both looked at the door to see Raheem.

"Just talking bruh. We done now." Keshawn said licking his lips and looking at me. "Right ma?"

I nodded avoiding Raheem's gaze. He chuckled. "I'm gonna go back upstairs. Bye baby girl." He said winking at me. He walked out of the laundry room leaving me there with Raheem who looked mad.

"The fuck you do with him?" He asked me.

"Nothing we were just talking." I said hopping off the dryer. His jaw clenched.

"Get upstairs." He said. I nodded and walked past him. I ran up the steps and went down the hall and went up the next set of stairs and went straight to my room. I sighed and sat on my bed.

What the fuck just happened? I couldn't believe I just let Keshawn eat me out. And then I think Raheem might know I did something with him and then he'll tell Shayne. That was a stupid move. I should have just kicked Keshawn in the face.