"I know, Mom. That's not what happened. I'm not a little girl anymore. I've got my own mind. If I didn't want to, I'd say so, but... I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted him inside of me. And it was amazing. The way he used his tongue, his fingers... the size of his cock..."
"Brenda!" Her mother's voice was stern.
Brenda blushed and stopped talking. "Sorry. Got carried away."
"I understand that you're at an age where experimenting with sex is natural, but I don't think that this is a healthy way of looking at things," Linda said, looking concerned again. "You can't just go around letting boys use you like a toy, Brenda. What kind of relationship is that going to be? Do you even have feelings for each other?"
"No, no, Mom. I don't want anything serious with anyone. We are just two friends having fun together." Brenda smiled. "Also, I want to focus on studies, not relationships. I need to get into a good university and make my future. If I'm distracted by some boy, I won't be able to do that. With Oliver, I won't have that problem because we're just having sex."
Linda shook her head, trying to process all of this.
"I still think that you're making a big mistake. I know that you're a smart girl, and I trust your judgment, but I don't think that you're going to find happiness like this."
"Well, at least he knows how to fuck me right. It will keep my body satisfied and my mind free to focus on studies. I won't get all moody and depressed because of a lack of sex. I'll be able to enjoy life and work hard." Brenda took a sip of her coffee. "And who knows, maybe when I graduate from college and start working, then I'll look for a boyfriend. But not right now, not while I'm studying."
"I guess that makes sense, but it just seems like a very cold way to look at it. What about love? What about romance? Don't you want that in your life?" Linda looked sad. "I don't want you to miss out on the best things in life."
"Mom, calm down. I'm not going to become a heartless monster." Brenda giggled at her mom's reaction. "If I find someone I really like, I will let myself fall in love. But right now, I only want to have fun with Oliver. He makes me feel good. I'm sure that if I ever meet somebody else, Oliver will understand and won't get jealous or anything like that. It's not like we are in a relationship or anything. We're just friends with benefits."
Linda nodded slowly. She didn't seem convinced, but she wasn't going to argue anymore. Brenda was her own woman now, and she had to respect her decisions, no matter how much she didn't agree with them.
"Ok. I guess I can accept that. Just promise me that you'll be careful and use protection. The last thing you need is an unexpected pregnancy." Linda said, giving Brenda a stern look. "And I hope you can invite him once to our home, so I can see what kind of boy you're hanging out with. If he turns out to be a jerk or something like that, then I want to know so that I can help you stay away from him."
"Don't worry, Mom. I'll make sure that we use protection. And I think that you'll like Oliver when you meet him." Brenda smiled, feeling relieved that her mother had accepted her decision. "He's really nice, and he's smart too. You'll see."
"Alright. I trust you. Just keep in mind that you're still young, and there's always risk in letting your body do the thinking for you." Linda hugged her daughter. "I don't want you to get hurt."
Brenda nodded and leaned against her mom's shoulder. "Don't worry about it, Mom. I'm not that dumb. I can handle myself. I won't get hurt."
While walking towards his house, Oliver felt like a true man. He had managed to fuck two different girls today and had so much fun with them, and all that during the span of a single day, an afternoon, even!
This was amazing! Not even a week had passed since he first had sex, and his life had changed completely! He had gone from a shy and insecure teenager to a confident and experienced guy who knew how to seduce women and satisfy their bodies.
He arrived at his home, feeling very proud of his achievements. However, he soon noticed something was off. As he went through the entrance, he realized that there was an unfamiliar pair of high heels resting in the hallway next to his mom's shoes.
Oliver wondered if they belonged to one of her friends but then remembered that his parents had planned to go on a date this evening, so they wouldn't be back until late. His dad's car was also missing from the garage.
Then whose shoes did those belong to? Who else could have visited the house while his parents were away? How did they get in?
Oliver entered the living room, curious about what was going on, yet he didn't find any signs of an intruder. Everything looked normal and clean.
"Anyone home?" Oliver asked, expecting an answer from somewhere else in the house. However, nobody replied.
Feeling puzzled, he made his way upstairs, hoping to find someone there. When he got to the second floor, he saw light coming out of the bedroom at the end of the hall.
As he approached the room, the sounds of heavy panting reached his ears. They grew louder with each step Oliver took towards the door.
Finally, he stopped in front of the closed door, where the noise was coming from, and leaned closer to listen.
*Hahh* *Hahh* *Hahh*