I'm a Walking Disaster With My Unwanted Virginity

Chapter 293 – Everything Has Consequences (Part Two)

Kissing was a natural act for me. But when it actually came down to it, I might have sucked at it. 

Raea certainly didn't complain and just stroked me while I played with her chest, our mouths totally connected. 

She slid her hands in my underwear, and I slid mine in her brassier. 

Hers were modest, bigger than Marg's but actually the perfect size for my hands. I could grab them, like really grab them. 

Soft. 

She let out soft moans every now and then. She wasn't as sensitive as I thought, but it didn't stop. 

We kissed, we stroked and two minutes later, my underwear was soiled. 

Pant!

Our breaths were heavy. We were ready to roll. 

Raea undressed herself. I guess she got disappointed that I didn't do that. We were both sweaty but she was sweatier. Her body was also slightly shaking. 

Nervous?

Her?

But wasn't she the one who wanted to do this?

"What's wrong? You, okay?"

"I'm fine. It just that-" She exhaled, looked straight into my eyes. "I'm not a virgin," She confessed. "I heard from your grandmother that your family values trust above anything else and-"

And she probably thought virginity was a form of trust. 

"What happened before us, stays before us. I'm cool with your past, as long as you don't cheat." I stared straight at her. "We cool?"

What was I, some sort of a saint?

What the hell was I even saying?

She smiled, still shivering but- "We cool!"

She leaned in for a kiss and our lips connected. 

We were both bare. 

Skin on skin action!

The air was intoxicatingly heavy. 

And with everything out of the way, I touched her there. "Ah!" she chuckled. "You surprised me!" She stood up and though I was seated, she just held her nether region right in front of my face. "This way will be better."

"Umm?"

"I did say you're too vanilla, right? I'll give you a lesson on how to please woman- or me to be more precise." She winked. 

"You mean, lick you?"

"Hey, you do understand me!"

"But-"

But seriously, licking? That?

"I'm very clean. Though I wouldn't recommend swallowing anything," She whispered and winked. "Please?" She begged. 

Well, we were here. 

And I didn't know why but I kind of wanted to try that too. 

So, here goes!

Lick!

Salty! 

That was the first thing my first tastebuds told me for the first two seconds. 

But then it faded away.

I wasn't deliberately sucking her. Just licking. 

The scent was weird at first, but then oddly became more and more intoxicating. 

I liked it. And judging by those moans so did she. 

She was tight, like really tight. It was hard to imagine she wasn't a virgin. She didn't quite have a hymen, but yeah, she was tight and my tongue wasn't quite going in. 

But who cared! 

I started sucking!

She was getting wetter and wetter though. 

"AH aha!" She held my head and put a bit of pressure as her legs quivered. 

Her moans got louder and then I remembered. 

"Oh shit, the soundproofing!"

It all went out with the house the last time!

I stopped and Raea gently lay down, breathing hard. "Not bad for your first time." She continued breathing deeply and heavily. "But," She spread her legs. "Maybe we should finish up?"

She wasn't loud enough for the sound to get out of the room, but mom and Elsa had really good hearing. 

But wait, the walls here were rather thick and made of concrete and stones…

"But they'll hear-"

"I'll be quiet," She winked. 

Helio junior was very much alive, so I didn't want to say no either. 

'What the hell am I even doing?'

But there was no way I could stop myself at this point. 

"Mmghah-" She'd kept her mouth shut with one hand, but as I entered her, she still let out moans. 

And she was still tight, like really tight. 

She didn't seem to be in pain but I couldn't go like this. 

So, I grabbed some lube and well, lubed!

It went in easier. 

Oh well. 

More lube!

Thrust here, pump there. 

Moans everywhere. 

Yeah, she was quiet, yeah, I was also quiet. 

But the fact that we were having sex, was probably not something we could hide in this house, at least not from mom and the others when they clearly had better hearing than any of us. 

Well, it was kind of too late anyway. 

Though the talk about vanilla sex was kind of weird in a way, we still ended up with pretty much the very definition of vanilla sex: missionary. 

"AH! Ah! Ah!" She was letting out moans with every stroke. 

She didn't say a word, and her moans were very suppressed. 

This girl wasn't kidding when she said she was going to be quiet. 

But I was nearing, and edging wasn't going to be a thing.

"I'm-"

But before I could finish, she quivered, her legs shook and weirdly liquid came out of her and sprayed on my abdomen. "AHH!" 

I kept on thrusting.

Again.

Again 

And again. 

"Ah!"

It all went in…

We were using protection, so it was fine. 

I rested on top of her, panting. I didn't press my weight on her body, I just barely touched her while my arms were holding me up like pillars. Our chest barely touching.

"That.. was fun," she said, panting. "Really."

"Uh-huh." I had to agree, it was. 

But some part of me kind of regretted this. 

Maybe because I felt like I was betraying Marg?

Because just a few hours ago, I'd refused Elsa?

There was a good chance she was still awake and she heard this…

Sigh. 

'Seriously, what the hell am I doing with my life?'

"Something wrong?" She said, stroking my chin. 

"No, it's just that," I lied right next to her, my arm resting over her chest. "Elsa proposed to me today."

But I chose something else, to distract my mind. 

I didn't want to think about betrayals and all that. 

Besides, Marg already knew about how Raea was making advancements and all that.

She'd understand.

Right?

"What'd you say?"

"No. She's, my sister. I can't look at her any other way."

She pressed her chest against my arm, turning this way. "Then that's fine. If you've made yourself clear enough to her, she'll understand. And if your answer was clear enough, she'll be able to move on. First rule of accepting/declining a proposal, always give a clear answer." She smiled. 

Honestly, that made a feel a bit better. 

"Though I do feel bad about her," She continued. "But since she's your sister, it can't be helped."

Yeah, blood ties and all that didn't really matter to me. She was my sister and there was no way I could look at her and be like 'yeah, I wanna bang that chick' I just wasn't like that. 

We didn't talk past that. 

I felt awfully sleepy. 

I could feel Raea's hand going through my hair. 

It felt good. 

But it felt terrible at the same time.