Chapter 15: The Taste of Curiosity

Sunday bled by in a haze of textbooks and half-finished worksheets.

I sat at my desk, the afternoon sun slanting through the window, my pencil moving across the pages without my brain’s permission. Algebra problems. A history essay about the industrial revolution. The words blurred together, meaningless shapes on white paper.

But every few minutes, my hand would stop.

Juanita’s face. Her throat working. The way she’d turned around and wrapped her lips around that tattooed man’s cock slick with lube and her own ass, and sucked. Swallowed. Cleaned him with her tongue like it was the most natural thing in the world.

Ass to mouth.

The pencil snapped in my grip.

I stared at the broken halves. My heart hammered. I reached for the sharpener, my fingers trembling, and tried to focus on the equations again.

Dinner came. Meatloaf. Green beans. My father talking about a shipment at work. My mother nodding along, asking questions in all the right places. Normal. Safe. Boring.

I pushed my food around my plate.

“Not hungry, sweetie?” My mother’s eyes, warm and curious.

“Just tired.” I smiled. She smiled back.

After dinner we watched a nature documentary. Penguins marching across ice. My father fell asleep in his recliner, his newspaper sliding off his lap. My mother nudged him gently, and they shuffled up the stairs together around nine.

No tap tap tap tonight. Just the creak of their bedroom door. The click of a lamp. Silence.

I waited until 10:15. My laptop hummed to life. The chat site loaded slow, each second stretching into an hour.

And then I was in.

The room was quiet. A few usernames scrolling by in the main feed. Nothing interesting.

I typed.

CuriousBlonde18 has entered the chat.

The three dots appeared almost immediately.

ProfessorPleasure: I was hoping you’d be here tonight. I’ve been thinking about our last conversation all week.

A warmth spread through my chest. My fingers found the keyboard.

CuriousBlonde18: I went back on Friday. I saw the show.

ProfessorPleasure: Tell me everything. Don’t leave anything out.

I bit my lip. The words came faster than I could type them.

CuriousBlonde18: Her name was Juanita. She looked exactly like the pornstar Autumn Falls, huge tits, tiny waist, long black hair. Five men took her. One in her pussy, two in her mouth, and two in her ass. They doubled her up, the first one came in her pussy, then the second one took her from behind, all bare, no condoms, she was so full.

ProfessorPleasure: And her face? What did her face look like?