Maggie’s Slutty Nightmare Ch. 7.4

What could I possibly say, what could anyone possibly say to something like that? Being confessed love by someone you never expected and in the same sentence called a whore and told how badly they wanted to fuck you kind of leaves the average person dumbfounded to any response. But there we sat, in the car, no one making any move to get out of the car. I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to or had to wait for some kind of permission before I could do anything. So, there we sat as we waited to see who would make the first move.

I flinched as Carlos took a deep breath, finally breaking the silence in the car and I feared being scolded again, “so, were you always like this?”

I honestly didn’t know what to say but at then the story of how it all began started to pour out of my mouth and it didn’t even start at the obvious like I had told Derek. Since Carlos knew me much longer, I thought he would understand knowing my parents and how I was raised as well. Some things he knew other things he said he figured out, like that my parents were super religious and conservative and only really believed sex was when you were married and really only for making babies. The topic itself was taboo in my house and although my sister and I were close before she got married and moved to Georgia, we didn’t really talk about that stuff either.

I told him about the summer I visited my sister and stumbled upon the adult video store thinking it was a comic book shop and as we chatted he started to feel like the Carlos I grew up with, once again, “you would, creepy adult store called some weird space time and you instantly think, comic book shop,” we both laughed.

I told him about how I couldn’t stop thinking about the place and that the desire just grew till the next summer I came up to visit my sister again. I told him about my first encounter with the owner, how it all happened, how I never knew I was recorded or was being watched the whole time. I told him how Derek had found out and the truth of everything that happened between us and what happened the next day. I honestly thought he knew everything that had happened but after confessing it all, I embarrassingly realized he knew a lot less than I thought. Like the blackmail to make me come in the next day and play their little games, although I did tell him the idea did turn me on.

“So, you get off on this stuff?”

“I do, I guess, but I don’t know, it feels good, but I know it’s wrong, but it just gets so intense that my brain shuts off and my body takes over. It’s me, but it’s not me, if that makes any sense.”

“Maggie, I’m sorry, I had no idea about any of this, I thought you were just this slut and you finally got caught.”

I didn’t know what to say, the glory hole idea was all mine, I wanted to be stripped, tied up and blindfolded while taken by faceless stranger after faceless stranger, I think that is the definition of a slut and I couldn’t’ bare to lie to him anymore. He opened his door and came over to open mine but as I got out a stumbled a little not realizing how weak my legs were from everything that happened or maybe I was just light headed from the massive mental release. He leaned over and pulled my right arm over his back and helped me get up and helped me back over to my window. I guess Carlos walking me in like this would have raised many questions and had my mom freaking out that something was physically wrong.

Once we both managed to get through the window into my room, Carlos helped me to the bathroom and into the bathtub where he strangely, yet sweetly helped me to undress before entering the warm water. I knew I should have felt embarrassed, exposed or a number of other things but being that he had not only seen me naked numerous times, he’s also had his dick in me so it was starting to feel almost natural being naked around him. I leaned forward in the hot bath as he grabbed the loofah, lathering it in body soap and running it over my back. I didn’t even realize till a few moments later that my skin began a familiar tingling once again and felt my skin begin to flush.

I leaned back relaxing in the warm water, my skin tingling as he made his way from my back to my shoulders and down the front of my chest, paying extra attention to my breasts. I guess it’s kind of cliché to think about, that in every single scene when a couple is showering and washing each other the woman’s breasts are probably the cleanest thing after somehow. That is until he started making his way down my stomach and his hand slipped under the water. Down my thighs, he changed his position on the tile floor to make his way all the way down to my feet and then slowly back between them, the water became cloudy with the body soap mixing in with it and I started to feel tingly in places I hadn’t before as he journeyed back to where my legs parted.

“Mmmm,” I moaned, but looked at him with a look of shame, acting so slutty so easily.

“It’s ok, I know, I know the truth, I know you,” Carlos looked right into my eyes, slightly smiling, “you need this, and I want to help you.”

He released the loofah and reached up, his wet hand cupping my cheek as he went in for a kiss, but I stopped him before he did.

“Could you grab my toothbrush first?”