The Virginia Threat

2. Revenge

Stephanie's POV

"Oh my gosh!" I moan out.

My back arches up from the blonde's mattress as she inserts a finger into my wetness, her flat tongue lapping at my clit.

Addison and I both drove our own cars to her house once she texted me her address. She figured that once our parents see my car in the driveway it will raise some suspicion.

Upon entering her large house she informed me that her father claimed to be on the way home which meant go time.

The two of us rushed upstairs before purposely throwing our clothes around the room to make our false story seem more real. Addison even purposely hung her purple thong on the doorknob outside of her bedroom door.

To warm up and waste some time before our parents arrived, Addison offered to eat me out. And me, being drunk off of my ass, agreed. I mean, who says no to an orgasm from a pretty girl?

A crazy person that's who.

My voice is light and airy, "Yeah, just like that."

I can tell that the girl isn't very experienced in this specific art. However, she does seem to be very determined.

Has this girl ever ever been with another girl before?

My hands reach in between my legs to bury themselves in the blonde's messy hair. I use this advantage to maneuver the girls head. With my grasp on her head, I push her head closer to my pussy which causes her tongue to press harder against my clit. A loud moan falls from my lips at the change in pressure.

I assume that Addison receives the message that I am trying to communicate to her. The blonde keeps her tongue pressed to my clit as she begins to lick the bud harder.

"Fuck!" Another moan falls from my lips as she inserts another finger into me, curling the two fingers inside of me.

Both my abdomen and my vaginal walls tighten with anticipation.

I slowly begin to climb up my peak when Addison suddenly sucks my clit into her warm mouth, her blue eyes looking up to meet my grey ones. The blonde continues to do this for a few moments longer, until I tell her that I am close.

"Just like that, Addison!" I whisper out.

Before I know it, I feel my entire body tense as gentle waves of pleasure roll through my body. While I was able to cum, I still feel unsatisfied for some reason.

Unfortunately, this happens frequently for me. It has gotten to the point where I have to personally handle myself after I have sex because the sex is so unfulfilling. The whole situation has forced me to have a relatively low sex drive, which all of my friends find weird.

As soon as I am finished cumming, Megan makes her way out from underneath the duvet with a smile on her face. The blonde crawls her way up my nude body and presses the front of her own body to mine. I do not miss the pink lipstick that has been smeared all over her face. The smudged lipstick alone reveals the explicit events of what happened seconds prior.

Addison presses a quick kiss to my glossed lips, "That was fun." She says with a truthful tone of voice.

I hum, "Totally." My smile is completely fake.

Being the only daughter of such an influential man, I have perfected my fake smile. Believe me, it is easier said than done. It comes in handy during charity banquets, high profile auctions, and fancy dinner parties when I am surrounded by a bunch of old people. All they want to talk about is surface level information that they believe is deep anyways. I am not going to waste my energy on a bunch of old, rich, bastards who couldn't care less about me. All they care about is how much money is in my father's bank account.