Chapter 8

~Saturday, October 18th~

One week. My twenty-fifth birthday was exactly one week away. I had one week left to complete my twenty-five acts. Would I lose my virginity on my birthday? Would it be the night before? Who would it be with? Steven? Chris? Ken? Dave? Steven seemed to be a likely candidate; I was insanely attracted to him and he knew the most about my situation.

When consciousness fully returned to me, I sat up and stretched, my big boobs pushing from my chest as I arched my back. Memories from last night hit me and I frowned as I remembered why I had gone to bed angry. Alyssa. She had ditched me.

I grabbed my phone, expecting to find an apology text from my big sister. I was immediately disappointed. There was the picture message Steven had sent me, the one with me on my knees with my tits out, face covered in cum. Chris, Ken, and Dave had also all reached out to me. I was a popular girl this morning, well, other than with my jerk of a sister!

Saving the picture from Steven, I got out of bed and paced around the room in just my panties. After deciding that Alyssa didn’t deserve to see the picture, I replied to my various text messages. Then I went through my morning routine.

An hour later, I was laying in bed with my legs crossed as I listened to music while playing on my phone. Still nothing from Alyssa. Was I worried? A little, but I figured the odds of her being dead in a ditch somewhere were pretty low. Either way, she should have let me know she was safe!

Opening my dating apps, I deleted the usual dick pics before replying to some messages. I flirted a bit with a couple of guys, blocked a loser whose opening line involved asking me if I took it up the ass, and swiped through a few dating profiles. At the same time, I was sending the occasional text to Ken, Chris, or Dave. I even aimed my camera down my shirt so Dave could get a teasing peek at the girls. Finally, I got a text message from Alyssa.

Alyssa: It was not a lie; Steven really does have a mansion!

Suzie: Oh, you remembered I exist? Lucky me.

Alyssa: What’s the matter with you?

Suzie: You don’t even know? That’s worse!

Alyssa: What’s wrong? Tell me.

Suzie: You ditched me! Aly saw cock, and completely forgot about her sister!

Alyssa: I didn’t forget about you!

Suzie: Then why didn’t you tell me you were leaving? Why didn’t you tell me you were safe?

Alyssa: I probably should have, yeah.

Suzie: You knew how anxious I was the first time at the club! You didn’t care!

Alyssa: That’s not fair. I always try and make sure you’re comfortable.

Suzie: You didn’t last night.

Alyssa: I’m sorry. You’re right. I didn’t think. I was horny and excited.

Suzie: Whatever.

Alyssa: Not even gonna call me a whore?:(

Suzie: No.

Alyssa: C’mon, Zee! I said I was sorry!

Suzie: I’m mad at you.

Alyssa: Let’s talk in person. Meet me at the mall for lunch?

Suzie: Fine.

Alyssa: Thank you. See you soon, Zee!

Tossing my phone onto my bed, I crossed my arms over my chest and frowned. Maybe I was being unreasonable, but Alyssa was the one person I was supposed to always be able to count on. And she ditched me! I was not happy. Not happy at all.

Parking my car at the mall, I got out and made my way to the food court. A few minutes of wandering around was all it took to find Alyssa. She ran over to me, looking flawless as always, even though she was only wearing casual clothes. Jeans and a cute top, just like what I was wearing. Her cleavage was definitely more prominent than mine was, though.

“Thanks for meeting me!” Alyssa exclaimed as she embraced me.

“Sure,” I replied, reluctantly hugging her back.

“Shall we get some food and find a table?” my sister suggested.

“Okay,” I agreed.

I soon found myself sitting across from Alyssa at a small table in the food court. We sat in silence, each of us working on a sandwich and chips. My sister kept glancing at me and I could tell she was waiting for me to say something. Too bad for her, I wasn’t going to.

“I’m sorry, Zee,” Alyssa sighed, finally caving.

“You said that already,” I stated in a cold voice.

“I should have told you I was leaving,” my sister admitted.

“Yes, you should have,” I agreed. “But, it’s not just that.”

“Then, what is it?” Alyssa asked.

“Seriously?” I hissed. “You don’t know?!”

“I really don’t understand,” she said calmly, obviously trying to encourage me to keep my voice down.

“You understood when you didn’t let Joe fuck you!” I snapped. I had always been careful to be quiet in public, to not draw attention to myself. I was too angry right now to care. “You understood not to outshine me. What changed?!”

“Joe?” Alyssa frowned.

“Joe!” I rolled my eyes. “The guy you blew behind the club. He asked to fuck you, and you turned him down. I assumed you did that so I wouldn’t feel pressured to have sex, too?”

“Oh!” she exclaimed, eyes wide as she finally understood. “Well, yes, I turned him down so you wouldn’t feel uncomfortable. What happened with Steven was different, though! There was no pressure on you to have sex, I left with him! It’s not like I bent over and pulled down my panties right in front of you!”

“You still abandoned me!” I insisted, unwilling to back down. “Aly got some dick, and forgot about her little sister! You know, supposedly her favorite person!”

“You’re being completely unreasonable!” Alyssa growled, finally getting angry herself. “I’m sorry I forgot to tell you I was leaving, but I didn’t do anything wrong by going home with Steven and Lexi!”

“Dammit!” I screeched, slamming my fist down on the table. People were watching us, but I didn’t care. “Why do you always have to make me feel like I’m less than you?”

“That wasn’t what I-” she began.

“But it’s what you did, and you do it all the time!” I responded, cutting her off. “Maybe I wanted to have Steven take me home and make me forget I had fucking anxiety as his giant dick gave me a lobotomy from the inside! Which I’m sure he could do, since he made you forget you had a family! You didn’t even text me to let me know you were okay, you selfish bitch!”

“You wanted to have sex with Steven?” Alyssa wondered, her eyes wide as her anger seemed to melt away.

“I don’t know, maybe,” I mumbled, my face turning red as I looked down in embarrassment.

“What happened when you were alone with him?” she followed up with. “He didn’t mention it.”

“I told him,” I answered, slowly looking up to face my sister. “I told him everything. About how I was sick, about being a virgin, and about my twenty-five acts. I told him he could have sex with me if he wanted.”

“Oh, Zee!” Alyssa gasped, shock written across her flawless face.

“He knew I wasn’t ready, so he turned me down,” I explained. “He told me to think about it, and if I still wanted to, he’d make sure it happened the right way. In a bed.”

“That was really sweet of him,” she commented.

“It was,” I agreed.

“You really liked him,” Alyssa sighed, looking at me with a guilty expression. “You were genuinely prepared for him to be your first, then I ended up being the one he fucked.”

“Fine!” I said loudly as I finally accepted there was so much more to my anger. “You’re right. I mean, yeah, I was worried about you, but I’m also jealous! Of you and Steven. Of you and Henry.”

“Henry?” she frowned. “What does he have to do with it?”

“I like him, too,” I whispered sadly. “The guy I met in person, Dave, he was jealous about me going on a date. I tried imagining him with someone else, and I realized it wouldn’t really make me jealous. Henry with someone else makes me jealous. We only had one real conversation, but I felt a real connection with him. Something I’ve never felt before.”

“And you felt something similar with Steven,” Alyssa stated. It wasn’t a question.

“Yes,” I nodded, tears in my eyes as I looked at my sister. “Steven. Henry. Both gorgeous, unattainable men. You got them both. I can never compare to you. I’ll always be in your shadow. Your shy baby sister.”

“You aren’t in my shadow, Zee,” she said kindly as she reached over to place her hand on mine. “While I do think we have a lot in common, you’re your own person. A damn amazing person, I might add.”

“Thanks,” I whispered while wiping the tears out of my eyes.

“I’m sorry I didn’t tell you I was leaving,” Alyssa repeated. “I’m sorry I didn’t consider our feelings, and I’m sorry I made you feel like you’re in my shadow. You’re not, I promise. You’re smarter than me, you’re a lot nicer than me, and you have much, much bigger boobs!”

“Jealous?” I suggested, a smirk tugging at my lips. In that moment, I was definitely thankful for my massive sweater puppies.

“A little,” she admitted, shocking me. She had always denied being jealous before. “Mine are definitely bigger than most, but damn, Zee! Those things are huge!”

“Steven seemed to like them,” I giggled.

“Oh yeah?” Alyssa grinned. “What else did you two get up to?”

“I gave him a blowjob, and he came on my face,” I told my sister, my voice low so that no one around would hear. “Then he ate me out. Two more acts down.”

“A tongue on your clit is amazing, isn’t it?” she asked, her eyes sparkling.

“It really is!” I agreed. “I definitely need that to happen to me again.”

“What did you think of your first facial?” Alyssa followed up with.

“It was alright,” I shrugged. “If a guy asked, I’d let him do it again, but I don’t think I’d ever really want it. I’d much rather get it in my mouth. Seems like a waste of perfectly good semen otherwise.”

“My sister, the cum-slut!” she smiled proudly.

“Whatever,” I gave her an eye roll as I tried to hide my smile. “By the way, why didn’t you tell me it would burn if it got in my eyes? It was like I went swimming, it took forever to stop hurting.”

“Yeah, cum in the eyes can sting,” Alyssa winced in sympathy.

“I had Steven take a picture, by the way. So I could show you,” I finally admitted.

“Really? Show me, show me!” she bounced in her seat excitedly.

My face was bright red as I pulled out my phone and opened the picture. Extending my arm, I held out my phone for my sister. Alyssa’s jaw dropped, her eyes glowing as she saw the image of me with cum all over my face. My tits were visible as well. I definitely looked like a slut!

“Okay, that’s enough,” I said, putting my phone away.

“I love it!” Alyssa exclaimed. “Thanks so much for showing me!”

“You’re welcome,” I smiled softly.

“When you were on your knees waiting for it, were you a proper slut?” she wondered, looking at me intently.

“Uh, I don’t know how to answer that?” I frowned, completely confused.

“Well, there are two types of girls,” Alyssa explained, “girls who close their eyes and grimace while taking a shot in the face, and girls who look up with longing. You definitely want to be the second type. Don’t squint! Beg for it like a bitch in heat!”

“I opened my mouth and stuck out my tongue,” I replied with a bashful look.

“That’s my sister!” she exclaimed while beaming at me with pride.

“Thanks,” I snorted.

“So, back to you having feelings for Steven and Henry,” Alyssa stated as she folded her arms on the table. “I can’t help you with Steven, he’s taken. Do you want me to try setting you up with Henry?”