The room falls quiet as we view the selections, but I’m not concentrating very hard. Ryder is dressed in black pajama pants and a white sleeveless T-shirt, his skin still so tan and smooth, and I want to roll my eyes at myself for noticing. This is the first time I'll be in a secluded place with him. I can see the end of the tattoo on his arms. The only latter visible is
Cia.
Is that Lucia? The name of his ex, mother or… I let my mind trail off as I wonder whose name he had tattooed on his arm. He settles on a film, something with an older woman and a teenage boy. It's nothing but a teen fantasy. A boy losing his virginity to the hands of an elder woman. I can't believe this is the video that turned me on.
I roll my eyes and cross my arms over my chest. "I can't believe you made me watch this, this video is so dumb"
“Is it?” Ryder asks, not tearing his eyes away from the screen.
“This was similar to how I lost my virginity,” Noah offers.
I cock an eyebrow and look over at him. “you?" I asked as if I didn't hear what he just said.
He nodded.
“An older woman who only wanted one thing.”
“Your money?”
I hear a breathy laugh and look over, seeing him laugh.
"What's so funny?" I asked.
"Your innocence. Not my money but my body. Jerking off and getting fingered by a teenage boy"
I mouthed an 'oh!'
I gosbee back to the screen and realized the video had finished playing but had another one now. "Can I have it now?"
"No," he answered almost immediately. What? After making him watch the an erotic video and suffer the ache between my legs he still won't give it back?
"Excuse me?" My eyebrow shoots up. "What did you say?"
He remained quiet and I grew impatient. "I'm fine here" I made to stand up but But before I can stand up he launches over, grabs my legs and pulls me
down on the bed with him.
"Let me go" I clench my teeth and jab him in the chest but he wouldn't bulge. He leaned further till he's an inch against my ear. I can feel his warm breath against my ear, if only he moves further a little and claps his teeth against my ear.
"Want to see what turns me on?"
My smile falls, my laughter gone, and I watch as he scrolls the laptop files and finally clicks on one. My ass is planted firmly in his lap, my back against his chest, and all. I’m aware of his body underneath mine, through the thin fabric we wear. I'm only clad in my boy shorts and a pair of tank tops that I sleep in. My panties are soaked , really dripping in my own slickness. My body shoots up in need.
The screen goes black, the whole room cast in darkness again except for the light illuminating from the laptop screen and Ryder sits back, pulling me with him.
I am tense.
Another soft glow lights up the room, but I’m afraid to raise my eyes because I know what he put on the screen. I can’t look. I want to stand up and exit the room but I don’t want to leave, either. This feeling is overwhelming and too true to be real. I stayed there sitting on top of Ryder.
I hear kissing followed by moaning.
It’s a boy and girl in the film. From their uniforms you'll know they are high school students making out at the back of the school. They boy had his hair in her panties while she weighed and archmed their back. She moaned so loudly because they were alone.
Or so they think.
They were so engrossed that they didn't hear a man walk up to them making them stop.
"Please Mr Luke" the lady begs to disengage from her partner. "Can we just forget you saw anything?"
The teacher who had caught them wouldn't agree unless he had her way with her. I watched as he stripped her naked, sniffing her panties as soon as they were off.
Ryder rubs a small circle on my arm. An arch settles between my legs, need and pulsing. My panties grew wetter every minute we had.
The teacher motions for the boy to go but he doesn't. He stood as he watched the teacher take his girl out, hard and thrusting while she moaned loudly with each thrust. She whimpers, looking guilty and shy, but she doesn’t protest as the shot slides to her boyfriend who watches her.
I move uncomfortably on his lap until my ass settles on something. Hard. His groin pressed right against my core where I needed them. Oh god.
I stifled a moan that wanted to escape. I pressed my ass back a bit, tubing him against me slowly. Ryder must have noticed what I'm doing because I heard a low grunt from him. He placed his hands on my bare tight to stop me. The place where his hands press against my skin sores.
“You should leave,” he says in a low voice.
But I don’t want to. He seems to know what is on my mind.
"You can come back some other day and watch and I might even give you the orgasm you need."
"Your vibrator isn't here" I heard him say before I shut the door behind me.