Conviction(3)

I’d kissed her senseless at first, got her all worked up nicely before I slid my hand over her ribs and up to her tits; brushing my hands over her nipples as they passed. I repeated the action until eventually, I brushed my thumbs backwards and forwards continuously. I was getting rougher and rougher each time until she was moaning into my mouth. Carly was eighteen and I knew a lot of boys had shagged her, two of my brothers included… at the same time.

“What d’ya want me to do to you, Carly? You wanna f*ck?” She looked up at me with unfocused eyes whilst biting down on her bottom lip. “Can I f*ck your mouth?” She nodded.

Quick as a flash I jumped up from the bed and got my dick out, just as I did, the door flew open and Josh was standing there. I looked him in the eye and then gestured slightly to where Carly was now sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Come in, shut the door.” I looked down at Carly waiting for her to object, but f*ck me if she wasn’t smiling. I tilted her chin up so she was looking at me. “You want Josh to watch, or d’ya want us both?”

What?

I’d heard the rumours. She’d let Jed f*ck her from behind while Miles face f*cked her six months ago, so I knew she’d be up for it. I just wanted to see if I could push her a little bit further.

“You wanna f*ck her cunt or her face, Josh?” I knew him well enough to know that he wasn’t gonna be wanting to put his dick anywhere near whatever Carly had going on between her legs. Most of the men in our town under thirty had been there and so had a few of the women from what I’d heard, and I most definitely wasn’t going there either.

“Face,” Josh replied.

“Me too. Can you manage both of us, Carls?” She thought about it for a second, then shrugged her shoulders.

“Don’t both come at once, else I’ll choke.





My sex life came to a grinding halt just two weeks later when Josh and Sophie’s parents threw a party on Christmas night. Josh was allowed to invite a mate and because I was at their house more than I was ever at my own shit tip, it was me that attended.

We’d been standing in the kitchen for about half an hour, admiring the wives of Joshua’s dad’s mates, when the girls walked in. They were just fifteen and were both now attending the all-girls Catholic school on the smart side of town. I’d never seen either of them in anything other than school uniform or casual clothes and when they walked into the kitchen to get a drink that night, I almost embarrassed myself like the teenage boy that I was and come in my pants.

“Fuck,” I hissed out between my teeth. Josh turned to look at me and away from his cousin Amy’s boyfriend he’d been talking to. He must’ve followed my stare because I heard, “f*cking hell” from beside me.

Sophie had on a skin tight, gold, satin type dress and she looked about twenty. She was a pretty girl, tall, with long blondish hair, but she was Josh’s sister and I’d known her since she was three. I just didn’t view her as anything other than a little sister. Meebs, on the other hand, she had played a starring role in many of my wet dreams and right-hand encounters over the past few years, which, yeah, made me a complete perv but what can I say, the girl just did things to me, she always had. If I allowed thoughts of her into my head, she probably always would. That’s why I’ve spent so many years blocking out the fact that she even exists. Blocking out the taste of her lips, the curve of her hips, and the scent of her hair. I shut it down and take control, always. Never again will I let a woman own me like she did, never af*ckingain.

That Christmas night she had on a pair of skin-tight black leather trousers and a red shiny top, which literally looked like a silk hanky hanging from her neck. It was held together at the back by a few chains crisscrossing her bare skin. She had tits now. They weren’t big, but they were noticeable, and my dick had most definitely noticed them. She was still tiny. Five feet one or two at the very most, but she most certainly wasn’t skinny anymore. Her waist was still small but f*ck me, she had hips and the sexiest, roundest, little arse I’d ever seen.

“Reed!” Josh smacked me in the chest with the back of his hand.

“What?” I snapped back at him.

“Jailbait, mate. She’s off limits till she’s sixteen.”

I let out a long sigh. “Yeah, yeah, I know. But I’m only human, you can’t blame me for looking.”

“Look all you like,” he replied, “just keep your hands to your f*cking self.”

I didn’t leave her side for the rest of the night. Fuck! I didn’t leave her side for the next year. We were inseparable. For three whole months, we did nothing but hold hands and kiss when we were together. She was a good girl, not yet sixteen and as desperate as I was to change all of that, I already loved and respected her too much to force her into anything before she was ready.

Then one night in November, my brother Tyler asked if I would babysit my nephew, Ethan. Meebs took the night off work but lied to her parents and we actually got to spend our first night together. Our first time together. Her first time… ever. She was a virgin and she chose to give her beautiful self to me that night. We’d been seeing each other for almost a year and I swear to God I’d nearly died a million times over from the worst case of blue balls ever in those first few months. The muscles in my right arm were getting at least a twice daily workout and my hand permanently ached… but I loved her, she wasn’t ready and I was prepared to wait. It had taken three f*cking months before she let me even touch her tits, three months. Another three before I got my hand in her knickers and we were together a whole nine months before I’d finally convinced her that my dick didn’t bite and I’d be more than happy if she would just give it a little stroke.