Chapter 1
“Show me your dick,” 19 year old Melissa demanded of her 18 year old brother.
“What? Get fucked!” Connor responded. “Why would you even ask that?”
“Look, I heard something today, and I need to know if it’s true.”
Connor stared at his sister. He couldn’t help but wonder what she’d heard and more importantly, who she’d heard it from. “You don’t need to see my dick,” he replied, stalking away.
“Is it really as small as an Ikea pencil?”
Connor turned on his sister, his stare projecting his anger. Melissa took a step back under the heat of his gaze.
“Who the fuck told you that?” he demanded.
“Is it true?” Melissa asked, recovering herself. It was far from the first time she’d faced down his anger. Hell, they were both redheads, and had the stereotypical tempers to match.
“I’m not dignifying that with an answer. Who the fuck told you?”
“No one told me, which is why I want to know. I overheard Lizzie and Chloe talking in the changerooms. I wanted to smash their fucking faces in; but if it’s true, confronting them about it won’t get me anywhere.”
“What did you hear?” Connor demanded.
“Chloe was talking about who on the football team she would like to sleep with, and your name came up. Lizzie told her not to bother. She claimed the two of you hooked up after a game earlier this year, and when she went to blow you, she... and this is just me quoting her here... she said that all she found in your pants was a tiny prick the size of an Ikea pencil. Chloe asked what she did, and she claimed to have laughed at you and walked out with your pants still around your ankles.”
“Fucking bitch,” Connor seethed.
“So is it true?”
“What’s it to you anyway?”
“I hate that bitch, Connor. She makes life hell on the cheer team. She’s snarky and manipulative, and I’d love nothing more than to bring her down. But more than that, you’re my brother, and I know what it’s like to be on the wrong end of rumour and innuendo, and what it’s like to be bullied. I didn’t get these puppies overnight, remember?” She cupped her large tits to emphasize her point. “I used to be flat as a board, and I was like one of the last girls to develop. I was gangly and awkward and being called a surfboard or an ironing board is pretty shit. I’d like nothing more than to smash that bitch’s face in, but like I said before, if there’s any truth to it, that won’t work so well.”
“I’m not showing you my dick Melissa,” Connor insisted. He knew what she’d been through. The bullying had been bad enough that her grades had plummeted, and their parents had had to get her psychological help. They’d ended up changing schools, and Melissa had been held back a year, so even though she was a year older than he was, they’d ended up in the same year level. He’d recently turned eighteen, while his older sister was already nineteen.
“Then just tell me. Surely if it was a decent size, you’d have told me by now.”
“Fine, I’ve got a small dick! Happy?! Fuck you, Melissa!” Connor stormed off, all but ran to his room and slammed it so hard Melissa thought the whole house had shaken.
Melissa knew better than to go after him. It would take time for him to work through the anger to a point he’d be approachable again, and given the sensitivity of the topic, it could be days. Music soon blasted from his room, another sign that his room wasn’t a safe place for her right now. She retreated to her own room, thinking about how she could have approached the situation better. Maybe just demanding it like she had hadn’t been the best idea, but she was genuinely angry with Lizzie and Chloe. They really were a couple of bitches. But if Connor was truly small, she couldn’t confront them over the issue. She’d have to be under-handed and sneaky, if she could come up with such a plan.
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It was two days before Melissa dared to approach Connor again. She went to him in his room like a supplicant.
“Can we please talk?” she asked when he looked up and moved his headphones away so he could hear.
“Sure.”
“I’m sorry about, well, you know... my approach the other day,” she offered as an opening. Unlike her previous, less than thoughtful approach, she’d given long thought about how to approach this conversation.
“It’s okay, but it was pretty shocking.”
“Yeah, I can see that. But I really do just want to help.”
“Yeah, but you can’t, can you? It’s alright for you, you were late developing and all, but then you went and got like, epic sized tits and this amazing body and... and now you’re a Goddess. I’ve busted my ass in the gym and I’m on the football team and all, but well, there’s not much I can do about the size of my dick, is there? It doesn’t matter how tight my abs are or how impressive my biceps are if a girl decides my dick is too small”
“Is it really that bad?” Melissa asked, choosing not to respond to his description of her being a Goddess, but happily filing it away in her memory banks.
“It’s bad enough,” Connor said. “Bad enough that if Lizzie and Chloe go on about it, I’ll probably never get another date until I get out of this town. I mean, you know exactly what they’re like. Even if I found someone who didn’t mind, they’d probably ostracise her just for dating me, and then that would end too.”
“That’s like the worst-case scenario though, Connor,” Melissa offered.
“But entirely realistic.” Melissa knew it was, but she didn’t voice that opinion.
“So look, as well as being sorry about how I approached you, I’ve been thinking about how we might change things, too. Maybe build you a new reputation to offset your... um, challenges.”
“Really,” he said flatly as if he didn’t believe her. It wasn’t a question; it was just a statement.
“Yeah, we need to reinvent you. Imagine if girls began going on about how you gave them the most epic orgasms ever. I doubt they’d care about the size of your dick, if that experience was on offer.”
“Yeah sure, only I have no idea how that would ever happen.”
“Cunnilingus.”
“Cunning what?”
“Oh my god, you can’t be serious,” Melissa laughed. “Cunnilingus, aka eating pussy, licking the slit, lip service?”
“Alright already. I get it, I just wasn’t expecting it, and didn’t think that was what you said!”
“Well that’s going to be my new go to,” Melissa laughed. “Cunning Linguistics. If we can turn you into the ultimate pussy eater, a cunning linguist shall we say, then maybe we can also transform your reputation. I know a couple of girls who value a good orgasm enough not to worry about how they get it. Hell, some of them even give them to each other!”
“As good as that sounds, how the hell am I supposed to become a pussy-eating expert?”
“Nope, not a pussy eating expert. Think branding. You’re to become a cunning linguist,” Melissa corrected him. “Has a certain flair, don’t you think?”
“Yeah, I guess it does.”
“I’m not sure. Give me some time to think about it. I need to talk to some people.”
“You can’t tell them about... you know, my dick,” Connor insisted.
“You’ll need to show me, then.”
“What?”
“If you don’t want me to talk about it, you need to show me.”
“That makes no fucking sense Melissa,” he objected.
“Yeah, but if I don’t see it now, I’ll die of curiosity.”
“You’re actually serious?”
“Uh huh.”
“How about when you do come up with some tangible plan for this cunning linguistics thing, I then show you my cock?”
“Nope, now or never,” Melissa insisted. “You do know I love you, right? Even if it’s half an inch, I’ll never use it against you.”
“You’re a freak, Melissa,” Connor accused, but mildly, shaking his head. “I can’t believe I’m even considering doing this.”
Melissa grinned at him as he stood up from his bed and released the fastenings of his jeans. He pushed both his jeans and boxers down to stand before his sister with his small cock sticking out. He couldn’t help but blush as she moved close and sat on the side of his bed for a closer inspection.
“Can you get it hard for me?” she asked.
“What? That wasn’t the deal!”
“Yeah, but like, I want to see what we’re working with here.”
“It doesn’t just get hard like that, you know,” Connor protested, even as he sensed himself starting to respond to having his cock out in front of his sexy sister.
“Hmm, does this help?” Melissa asked and leaned in as if she were going to take him in her mouth. Connor watched her in shock, and his cock did indeed spring to life. She came close enough to him that he could feel her warm breath on the head of his dick, but with a giggle, she sat back.
“God, Melissa!”
“Well it worked,” was all she offered. “So... you aresmall, but it’s not the end of the world, Connor. At least it’s a nice-looking cock. Small but perfectly formed, I’d say.”
Connor quickly bent and grabbed his pants, pulling them back on.
“You’d better be able to help,” he grumbled, making it clear it was time for Melissa to vacate his room.
Melissa left, going to her own room to ponder the challenge of how to get one of her friends to teach Connor to be the best pussy eater there was.
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“So Annie, I’ve got something kind of odd to ask you,” Melissa said to her friend as they walked home from school together later that week.
“Why does that intro strike fear in my heart?” Annie asked with a laugh. “What’s so odd?”
“Would you please teach my brother how to eat pussy?” Melissa just blurted out.
“The fuck? You know I’m a lesbian Melissa, why the fuck would you ask me that?”
“To get back at Lizzie and Chloe.”
“Okay, there seriously has to be more to this. There’s no way that makes any sense.”
“Well, it’s like a really long story, and I promised not to tell all of it, which makes it like really awkward.”
“Well then... no, absolutely not,” Annie laughed.
“Shit, look... okay, if you totally promise not to tell anyone, I’ll tell you why I’m asking. I mean, there are two reasons why I’m asking you specifically. First, I know how much you hate Chloe after she outed you, and second, you’re the best pussy-licker I know.”
“Well then, I doubt you’ll convince me, but I’ll listen and promise to keep it all to myself, just in case it fucks up Chloe somehow.”
Melissa explained what she’d overheard and the conversation she’d had with Connor, leaving out the bit about demanding he show her his cock.
“And so how does this fuck with Chloe?” Annie asked when Melissa finished.
“Think about it. If she never gave Connor a chance, and he turns out to be the best pussy-licker in school, giving orgasms so amazing that everyone is talking about them, you know she’s going to want a turn. And then Connor can laugh in her face!”
“Oh my God, that is ridiculous Melissa! I’m sorry, but no.”
“Damn.”
“But like you know if you ever want your pussy licked, or you want to practice your skills, I’m totally here for you!”
“Yeah, thanks Annie.”
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“So how’s the plan coming along?” Connor asked her a couple of days later.
“Not as well as I’d hoped. It turns out it’s really hard to just like convince a friend to teach my brother to eat pussy. Especially when I can’t tell them why.”
“Great, so now all your friends think I can’t eat pussy,” Connor sighed. “I don’t think this is the help I need, but thanks Melissa. Let’s just drop it.”
“Unless I were the one who taught you,” Melissa suggested. It was out of her mouth before she’d even processed what she was saying.
“Say that again?” Connor asked in shock.
“Um, shit, did I actually say that out loud?” Melissa laughed. “I didn’t mean it.”
“Freak!” Connor taunted.
“It, um... it could work, though. At least... well... I could help you improve.”
“Stop it Melissa,” Connor laughed, “Don’t be ridiculous.” He walked out of her room, shaking his head.
--- +++ ---
“Okay Melissa, if I’d said yes the other day when you said you could teach me to be, you know, a whatchamacallit, a cunning linguist, what would you have done?” Connor said, having gone to find her in her room.
“I dunno really. I guess, um, I’d have done it?”
“Even though I’m your brother.”
"Because you’re my brother. I wouldn’t do it for just anyone, you know.”
“But like, wouldn’t that mean that I’d like have to... um, lick your pussy?”
“Yeah, but it’s not like we’d be having actual sex or anything, it would be purely academic. Tutor and student.”
“Then if you’re not going to blow up in my face for asking, I do want you to teach me. Please.”
“Really? Why the change of heart?” Melissa asked, her stomach doing flip-flops at the thought of actually having to go through with what she’d suggested.
“I was at a party the other night, and I was hitting on Zoe Candana, and I thought I had a good chance until Chloe decided to come past. She whispered something to Zoe, and it was all over. Zoe just said something like ‘sorry Ikea,’ and walked off. I was ready to beat the shit out of Chloe, but I can’t of course, so I just left. It seems you’re right though. I have no idea why Chloe feels the need to destroy me, but for some reason she seems determined to do it.”
“She’s just a fucking bitch-mole” Melissa insisted.
“So, you’ll help me?”
“I will,” Melissa replied.
“When?”
“Why not now? No one else is home,” Melissa offered.
“Wow, um, I guess there’s no time like the present,” Connor agreed.
There was a long pause while Connor worried if his sister would change her mind, and Melissa gathered her thoughts.
“Okay then, so before we start anything like, um practical, I think we need to check that you understand what all the bits of a girl are.”
“Um, I’m good there, it’s not like I’ve never seen a girl naked, Melissa.”
“Hey, I’m teaching, so we do it my way,” his sister insisted. She pulled out her phone and googled a diagram of the female anatomy, and went through the different parts of the vagina one at a time.
“So every girl is different, right, but they have the same basic bits.” Connor rolled his eyes but didn’t interrupt. “Some girls like different bits to be stimulated, like some really get off on having a tongue thrust inside them, others like to have the labia licked, some like the labia minora sucked, and almost everyone loves to have attention paid to their clitoris. Like that’s the ultimate, and typically where the orgasm comes in. But even then, how the clitoris is treated and what gives the best orgasm works differently for different girls.”
“So... like if you’re all different, how the hell can you teach me to be an expert?” Connor asked.
“Well for a start, stamina is like super-important. If a guy just gives up when you’re nearly there, it’s about as shit as it gets. I mean can you imagine being about to cum, and then a girl just stopping? Only for a lot of girls it’s worse, like if you stop it’s like going backwards to fifty percent or even less. Or even if you go from doing just the right thing to something else, it’s like the floor drops out from under her, and you have to build her way up again. So being prepared to learn what’s getting her off and what works for her, is a massive step most guys miss. But I can at least give you pointers on what to look and listen for, so you’ll know when you’re on the right track. I think that’s the most important thing I can teach you.”
“So when you say stamina, how long are we talking?”
Melissa just shrugged. “It varies greatly. Could be half an hour. Maybe even more.”
“Holy shit.”
“Yeah, so practice and stamina are totally important. Ready for your first go?”
“Um, yes?” he replied unconvincingly.
Melissa stood up and peeled her leggings down, revealing a pink cotton thong beneath. Without it seeming to bother her at all, she then rolled that down her legs as well, exposing herself to her brother. Connor gawked as her pussy was revealed to him. She had red pubic hair cropped to a landing strip, and then it seemed her lips had been shaved bare, but he couldn’t quite tell, as she stood with her legs together.
“I think you should kneel by my bed and I’ll lie on it,” Melissa suggested as she looked about for a comfortable spot. Connor just nodded, dumb-struck and compliant at the sight of her. Melissa sat on her bed, then leant back, propped on her elbows, drawing her feet in to the edge of the bed with her knees spread wide. Her labia were indeed bare, and a pale pink in colour. With her legs spread as wide as they were, her labia minora separated as well. They weren’t overly long, but appeared thin and delicate, only slightly darker than her outer lips. “Come on, get in close, then.”
Connor swallowed and knelt between his sister’s legs, watching closely as she reached to her pussy and gently parted herself. Before he could do anything, she reviewed each part of herself with him, going back over what the diagram had taught. Connor stared as his sister detailed every element of her pussy, marvelling in the detail.
“Now lick me, Connor. Start slow with the labia majora, and for now just tease me.”
Connor reached out with a finger first, and he stroked delicately across the surface of the target his sister offered. He felt her shudder slightly before he leaned in and ran the tip of his tongue up the outside of her right lip, then repeated the move on the left. She sighed in response, and he took it as encouragement to continue. He laid his tongue flat against her and lapped along her pussy, then experimented with teasing the tip of his tongue along her slit, this time between the delicate folds of her labia minora.
“Oh yes,” Melissa sighed pleasurably. “You’ll find that different girls like themselves spread differently too, Connor. Some like to hold themselves apart for you, others prefer you to do it for them. Others don’t like being spread open at all, and just expect you to work your tongue within them without spreading their lips.
“Which do you like, Melissa?” he asked.
“Good question, and well worth asking whichever girl you’re with. Personally, I like it all to be honest, but it’s nice not to have to think about what I’m doing, and to have the other person do it for me. But if I start moaning, or better yet trembling, you’re doing just what I need.”
Connor used his fingers to spread his sister’s outer lips, loving the sight of her wet, bright pink insides.
“Tongue fuck me, Connor,” Melissa moaned. “Thrust your tongue into my vagina. I want to feel how deep you can get it.”
Connor did as he was asked, pointing his tongue and thrusting it inside his sister’s wet hole, pushing it in and out. He kept going until Melissa told him to change it up, now to lick her clit.
He paused and took a moment to survey it, to take in the sight of the little pleasure nub nestled within its hood. Then he swept his tongue over it before circling it around and around. Melissa gave him pointers and he listened and followed along, working his tongue fervently or gently in response to her instructions.
“Fuck yes Connor, there. Harder! Just like that! Keep going and don’t change a thing,” Melissa demanded what seemed an eternity later. “Don’t fucking stop!”
Connor’s tongue felt raw, it was flattened against her clit, and he was rubbing it back and forth, feeling his sister buck her hips against his face as he did so. Her fingers grabbed hold of him and held him to her as she came hard, wailing with her orgasm. She pushed his head away and lay back on her bed, her belly fluttering, her whole pussy pulsing with the aftershocks of her ecstasy.
Connor sat back on his heels, his cock straining inside his pants, simply watching his sister as she came down from her orgasmic high.
“Think you can go again?” she asked him a minute later.
“What?”
“Do you think you can do it again? Lick me to another orgasm?”
“God, my tongue is already raw Melissa, I don’t think so.”
“Then that’s something we’ll have to work on,” she told him. “Because I think you need to be able to get a girl off at least three times with your tongue if we’re going to make you into a true Cunning Linguist!”
“Holy shit,” Connor sighed.
“Okay, you can leave now. Come back tomorrow and we’ll do it again; this will be like wind sprints: we can start building up your stamina.” Connor left his sister’s room in something of a daze. He’d just eaten his sister’s pussy until she came! He went straight to his room, stripped off his pants and stroked himself until he’d relieved his tension, relishing her promise he’d be doing it again the following day!
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The two siblings usually had a couple hours at home before their parents came home from work each day. It gave them plenty of time together, even with their commitments to football and cheer practice, especially as their two activities seemed to coincide a lot, and they’d drive home together in the Jeep Renegade Connor had received as an eighteenth birthday present.
“I think you can do it today, Connor. I think today you’ll be able to lick me to a second orgasm,” Melissa commented on their way home. It was two weeks since she’d started coaching him, and he’d eaten her out almost every day, but hadn’t yet managed to get her to a second orgasm.
“If my tongue doesn’t first fall out of my head,” Connor laughed.
“You were so fucking close yesterday though,” Melissa told him. “I mean, it’s one of the things that you’re going to have to be able to claim when we begin promoting your abilities. Not every girl will even want you down there just after she’s cum once, ’cause like it’s pretty fucking intense, But those that do will be the ones who will sing your praises.”
“I can only try,” Connor suggested.
“And I look forward to your attempts,” Melissa replied with a grin.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think this was all just a wild and crazy way for you to get a lot of oral sex!”
“Oh, don’t flatter yourself, I have no shortage of people willing to eat my pussy.”
“I’ve been meaning to ask you something about that.”
“Oh?” Melissa prompted him.
“Yeah, where did you learn so much about eating pussy? I mean yes, you have one and all that, but you seem to know more than just what you like. And you keep referring to people, rather than just guys, when you talk about getting eaten. Have you like been with girls?”
“Uh huh,” Melissa responded matter-of-factly.
“Oh, right. I guess I’d never thought of you as bi.”
“Let’s just say that when a hot lesbian friend keeps hitting on you, it’s only a matter of time before you want to see what all the fuss is about,” Melissa laughed.
“Good then?”
“Oh yes. I mean, I’m not about to give up the D, but sometimes making out with another girl, or having sex with one even, let’s just say it scratches an itch.”
“Wow.”
“You can think about that while you go down on me today,” Melissa laughed.
“You’re really not the average sister, you know that?”
“Yeah, I had a pretty good idea already, but I’ll take the compliment anyway.”
Connor pulled the car up in the drive and followed Melissa inside, watching the sway of her hips in her short cheer-skirt. She glanced back over her shoulder and caught him looking, but simply gave him a wiggle of her butt in response. Connor caught up to her just as they made it to the front door and once they were inside, swatted at her pert butt, the sound of his hand on her cheek echoing in the entrance hall.
“Hey!” she objected. Connor just grinned at her in response.
“Do me a favour?” he asked as he followed her up the stairs to where their bedrooms were.
“After you spanked me?”
“Leave your cheer uniform on?” Connor asked, ignoring her complaint.
“Does it turn you on, bro?” she asked with a grin, swishing her skirt back and forth, giving him the barest glimpse of her panties.
“Hell, yes!”
“Well, maybe just this once, then.” Connor threw his bag into his room and followed Melissa down the hall to hers. She placed her bag in the corner by the door, then turned to face her brother as she shimmied her sports briefs out from under her bright yellow cheerleading skirt.
Connor watched, admiring the way her large tits strained at the lycra top that was part of her uniform.
“So sexy,” Connor observed when she’d stripped her underwear off and dropped them in her laundry hamper.
“Exactly the right thing to say,” she informed him, sitting back on her bed and spreading her legs. “Now get over here and show me how good a teacher I am.”
Connor went to his knees before her and pushed her legs apart and up and back, spreading her nether regions wide. He began slowly with delicate caresses of his tongue, having learned that Melissa responded best when he began slowly, getting her juices well stirred up before he began the inevitable assault on her clit.
His cock hardened and strained against his pants as he began to feast on his sister, wondering which girls he might know that had done the same thing for her. He used his fingers to tease her as well, having come to discover she enjoyed a bit of penetration during the early stages of her arousal.
“There’s something I haven’t asked you to do yet, but you need to consider it as part of your arsenal, Connor. I want you to lick my ass.”
“What, are you serious? That’s gross!”
“Yeah, I am serious. I want you to tease my clit with your fingers and gently swirl your tongue around my asshole. Don’t worry, I’m like, super-clean.”
Connor sat back slightly, and Melissa spread her own legs, hooking them behind her elbows, her knees almost back on the bed beside her, like an upside-down frog. The position presented her stretched pussy and puckered little starfish, both of them glistening with her juices. Tentatively Connor slid his tongue down his sister’s slit across the skin stretched between her two entrances, and then flicked it across her butt hole.
“Oh yeah, that’s the way,” Melissa purred in pleasure. Connor teased at the hole, his tongue flicking back and forth and swirling around while he rubbed at her clit with her thumb. “Now my clit again,” Melissa moaned after he’d licked her for a few moments. “I won’t cum from that, but fuck it feels good. You should definitely remember it as part of the build-up, but not everyone likes it, so be cautious in your approach. Look for your girl’s hints, don’t just dive in there.”
Connor returned his attention to her pussy, his tongue working up through her valley before swirling around and then pressing against her clitoris. He rubbed his tongue firmly against it, feeling her thrusting and squirming beneath his attentions, knowing he was building her quickly toward orgasm. He’d learned that if he chose, he could take her to the brink, back off and build her up again and again, but his goal for today was multiple orgasms, not an extended edging.
With an iron focus, he licked his sister until she came hard upon his tongue, but he didn’t stop. He backed off, giving her time to recover, but teasing her all the same, expertly avoiding her over-sensitive clit, while working her lips and inner slit. He even dipped his tongue back down to her anus and received a pleasurable sigh of appreciation. He allowed her the time he knew she needed, then licked back up her slit to her clit. She gasped and cried out, and her hands grabbed his hair, but rather than push him away, she held him firmly in place. He used every nuance and skill she’d taught him over the previous two weeks, his tongue wearing almost raw with the protracted attention he gave her.
“Nearly, fuck! Keep going! Pleaaassse,” Melissa begged him. Connor pushed on, tongue grinding against her hard clit and the pubis beneath. He listened to her gasping breath and gazed up across her body, catching sight of a tight nipple thrusting out against the lycra of her top.
“FUCK YES!!!” Melissa screamed and her body thrashed beneath him, her back arching and legs quivering as she came for the second time. Connor knelt back on his haunches, pleased with the results of his efforts. He particularly enjoyed the sight of her heaving chest, the way her breasts rose and fell with her desperate gasps. As she recovered, they slowed, but her nipples were clearly still erect. Connor couldn’t help but wish he could see them naked.
“Oh my God Connor, that was amazing,” Melissa panted at him, eyes sparkling with delight. “I reckon if we can get you to the point of getting me off one more time, we’ll be ready to start spreading rumours about your glorious new reputation.”
“I still don’t see how that’s going to counter Chloe’s shit, though. I mean how do you even tell anyone? It’s not like you can say, ‘hey, my brother licked me to like three orgasms in a row, he’s amazing, you should totally give him a go.’”
“Yeah, I’ve been thinking about that, and I have a couple of ideas, but like, you’ll have to agree to them and um, well, maybe lower your standards?”
“What do you mean lower my standards?”
“Well maybe get together with a couple of girls that aren’t part of the bitch roster? Like think about it, those are the girls that will believe Chloe’s shit, and probably not even give you a chance.”
“What do you mean not part of the bitch roster?” Connor asked.
“You know, maybe someone who’s not on the cheer squad or perhaps the best looking in school?”
“Wait, what?”
Melissa sighed. “I don’t think I’m explaining myself very well. I guess what I’m saying is that you should date someone who might not be the um, most attractive.”
“Why?”
“I already told you. They’re less likely to be swayed by Chloe’s bullshit. They might give you the chance you need to prove your skills. Then you can begin to build your reputation and move up in the world.” She said it matter-of-factly like it was the most obvious solution in the world.
“But won’t that be like, using them? I mean, what makes you think some nice girl is going to just let me eat her out and then like move on?”
“Do you have to be so pessimistic? You need to trust in my powers.”
“Powers?” Connor laughed. “Yeah, right.”
“Trust me?”
“Do I have a choice?” Connor asked with a sigh.
“Leave it with me.”
Connor left Melissa’s room, but not without a glance back over his shoulder. After all, her cheer skirt was still lifted and exposing her glistening pussy. She caught him looking, but simply smiled. For the first time since they’d started his lessons, he went back to his room he didn’t even masturbate. The conversation about the next steps had killed his arousal.
