Chapter 5

The school year ended so I stopped meeting new boys, although I still went on dates with the ones I already knew. Stacy still wasn’t talking to me. In the past I had spent summers taking gymnastic lessons, but that had been replaced this year with physical therapy - I still wasn’t at 100% after the car crash, and my therapist said the summer was my opportunity to finish healing. All of the trips to the clinic didn’t leave time for summer school or camp, or anything of that sort.

The next time I was vanilla-struck was when I was baking in the middle of the day. I was bored, and I thought it would be a nice treat to make some cookies for my brother and his visiting friends. It was while mixing the ingredients together that sex entered my mind and wouldn’t leave. This time, I recognized what was happening to me - I realized that it was actually some separate psychological state, different from just being a horny teenager. This time, I realized that something was taking control of me. I didn’t try to fight it - I remembered what that felt like, and it was horrible. I left the half-mixed cookie dough on the counter and marched straight out to where my brother and his friends were shooting hoops in the driveway.

Jude, the last one of my brother’s friends that I had used, never came over any more. I wasn’t sure whether Lucas still even talked to him. That was probably my fault, and here I was about to cause the same havoc again. The friends in question this time were Todd and Mills. I didn’t know Mills’ first name, that was just what everyone called him. Both were dressed in gym shorts and sweaty T-shirts. Both were pretty good looking for eighth graders. I didn’t care which one fucked me.

“I need some help from one of you two,” I declared. To my surprise, both of them dropped their basketball game and approached me, offering whatever help I needed. Lucas looked upset, but he didn’t say anything. The boys followed me into my bedroom. To my surprise, Lucas was following down the hallway. “You’re not invited,” I said, and then locked the door behind me. I probably sounded really bitchy; I don’t think I meant to.

I lifted the bottom of my shirt and teased my midsection with my fingers while I came on to them. “I really need to get laid,” I said. “Like, you can’t imagine how much I need to get laid. I was hoping one of you would help me out. Or maybe both of you?”

Neither boy said anything. They clearly wanted to take me up on my offer - the lust in their eyes and the bulges in their pants said so. Maybe each was waiting for the other to drop out, or for Lucas to burst in, or something. Nothing like that happened, so I stepped close and rubbed their crotches. “Take off my shirt,” I whispered, seductively. Together they lifted it over my head, and then Todd started fumbling my bra hooks. Not wanting to be left out, I guess, Mills removed my shorts and ran his hands up and down my legs. Suddenly I could feel how wet I was.

When Todd finished with my bra, I pushed him onto the bed, face up with his legs hanging over the edge, and I climbed on top of him. I grabbed his face with both hands and kissed him hard. His hands were fumbling with my boobs. As I kissed him I ground my hips in slow circles into his hips - a sort of cock sonar. In between tongue-fencing rounds, he gasped, “God, Katie, you’re so hot.”

After a minute I remembered Mills. Looking back, I saw him standing there looking unsure of himself. “You don’t have to wait, you know,” I said in a friendly tone. “You can touch me, or do whatever you want to to me.” He took my invitation to heart, because immediately he was behind me, peeling my panties off. A moment later I felt his cock head rubbing up and down my slit, and I was in heaven.