Unspoken Pleasure

"But what I want," he said, ignoring her answer, "Is to be able to tell the truth when I tell my buddies that you and me parked for a while and had a good time. That shouldn't be a problem if you're just a straight girl who is saving her pussy for marriage. Only a dyke would have a problem with a little kissing, right? Or are you saving your mouth for marriage too?"

"Brian..." Ivy sighed, but she was trapped now, literally and figuratively as he backed her against a tree trunk. This time when he kissed her again, there was no escape. She kept her mouth closed against his advances, but once he grabbed her breasts through her blouse, she gasped in surprise, and after that his tongue was wrestling with hers. It was the single most aggressive kiss of her life, and so rough she couldn't help but contrast it against the wet, sinuous kiss that Anna had practically forced on her the other night. She thought she liked a man that took charge, but not like this. It lasted for almost a minute, but when hands wandered down her stomach and then started to slip up under her top, she pushed him away enough that she could speak.

"Brian - I-I Ahhhhh..." she gasped as he pinched her nipple roughly making her gasp in the sudden unexpected mixture of pleasure and pain. "You need to stop it right now. This isn't whaa... what I want." He didn't stop though, even as she struggled. He just backed off a little bit, switching from torturing her poor nipples into just mauling her breasts as a whole.

"Are you sure you that's what you wanted?" he asked, the edge of sadism obvious in his voice. "Afterall, why would a girl like you show my your tits unless you thought they needed some extra attention." She was cowed by his bravado, even as he started to lift up her shirt so he could see her sensitive breasts for the first time in person. She was glad he was no longer hurting her, but the fact that he was ignoring what she wanted scared her more than she could say. When he finally brought his mouth to her right nipple and began to suck too hard she cried out, "Ahhh, please don't do this." He didn't stop right away, but after a few more bites that made her shudder and struggle he finally stopped. Then without another word he turned around and started walking to his car.

"Well," he asked after he opened the car door. "Are you coming, or did you want to walk home?' The fact that he'd finally stopped did nothing to calm her pounding heart as she stood there shaking in fear and humiliation. She felt completely violated.

"You'll take me home?" she asked finally, taking a few cautious steps forward, "Instead of going to the party?"

"Of course", he said, sitting down and closing the door. When she got in and started driving he continued. "I'm happy to take you home instead - after all, I wouldn't want to be caught dead with a cock tease like you." "Wha-what do you mean?" Ivy sniffed, stung by the suddenness of the insult.

"I'll just find some other girl that actually wants to spend time with me," he continued, brushing her question aside. "And when someone asks me what happened to my date I'll just tell them that it turns out the ice princess plays for the other team." Moments before he said that they turned on to the rural state highway and she'd started to feel better, but as soon as he threatened to make things worse, her heart sank into the pit of her stomach.

"No," she whined, "You can't do that. Please!"

"I can't, can I?" He sneered. "Where did you become the expert on all the things I can and can't do Ivy?"

"I mean..." she paused, trying to take on a more humble tone. "Please. Please don't do that. I'd never live it down."

"If that's the way you feel then maybe you should have been nicer to me when you had the chance." He answered.

"No, please, we can go back and--" She pleaded.

"And what?" he interrupted. "You'll let me grope your tits and make me late to the party?"

He laughed then. Long and loud enough to make her want to curl up and die. When he finally stopped she asked, "What do you want? What can I do to make this right?"

"I'll tell you what," he said finally. "We've got ten minutes until we get to the party at Rob's house, and another three after that to your house. If you suck my dick on the way over, I'll let you attend with me and make sure all the guys know just how straight you are."

"You want me to... to what?" she gasped. "You want me to suck your... But I've never done that before... Good girls don't do that sort of thing. Especially not on the first date."

"Doesn't matter to me either way at this point," he smiled. "Heads I get to shame you in public, and tails I get to do it in private. I win either way."

"I won't..." she whispered, feeling the rage building up inside her. "I can't."noveldrama

"Probably not," he said, not bothering to take his eyes off the road, "I've dated plenty of virgins who let me fuck their mouth or their ass as long as I save their virginity for their wedding night. The difference between you and them isn't that they were bad girls but you're a good one. The difference is that they were straight and you're gay."

"I'm not," she pouted, "Why won't you believe me?"

"Ivy," he said, "It's 2022. I don't care either way. If you want to be gay I say let your freak flag fly. I'm not the one who's ashamed here. That's all you." Sadly he realized that he was right about at least one thing. She was ashamed. Ashamed that she might actually be a homosexual, and she was the only one who could do something about that, and that as distasteful as it was she needed to do something about that.