“Thanks Sivan,” Becky accepted his hand pulling her up, “Just had an ‘episode’ again. I’m glad you’re my friend.”
She must have thought I stayed behind to help keep her spontaneous orgasms a secret, Sivan rationalized. It was a strange feeling to have his once bully talk to him with the most heartfelt pure trust, like the trust of a lifelong friend. There was a throb of pain in the core of his being. Shirts in the dirt, no he wasn’t going to play nice with her, there was no backing down on his revenge.
“You know you can’t keep this orgasm thing a secret forever. One slip up like today and everyone will know,” Sivan internally grinned, everyone knew all ready.
“I know Sivan, but I’ll die of embarrassment if I tell my parents or go to a doctor. I masturbate at home, but I’m just too sensitive.” Becky poured her heart out to Sivan.
“You know they say that lust comes in the absence of love, so maybe you should do the do with a boy?” Sivan pretended to advise the popular girl.
“No, I can’t! I just cum too easy, rumors will spread that I’m an easy bitch, then all the boys will think I’m free game, like a whore,” Becky said that in a sad tone but she crossed her legs as she climaxed again, the hot juices ran down her legs as her fetish secret thing turned her on for another orgasm.
Sivan relished in his long time bully’s anguish. The conflict in her mind was refreshing to him, she was shameful of her random orgasms, but it also turned her on like nothing else.
“I can help. We can have sex and you can keep this thing a secret,” Sivan said.
“ Thanks for offering, but you’re only a friend to me Sivan, a great friend.”