Sarah had been seeing Tony for the last six months. Tony was the apple of her eye. Sarah loved him with her whole heart. Tony was the most popular guy on campus. He looked fantastic. He was about 5â11, 175lbs. He had short jet-black hair, and the bluest eyes you have ever seen. He had a muscular physique, this came in handy as he was one of the best football players in the state. Before they started seeing each other Tony had been chasing Sarah for months, to the envy of every other girl. Sarah was 18, while Tony was 22. She was 5â2, weighing about 100lbs. She had shoulder length brown hair, and dark brown eyes. She had a very petite figure, although she did have 14C breasts. When Tony first saw Sarah he knew that he must have her. He pursued her relentlessly, Sarah always was reluctant to go out with him. He was older than she was, and she knew that older guys always expect more than younger ones. Even though Sarah was 18 years old she was still very inexperienced. Making out was the furthest she had been with a boy, and she knew that if she went out with Tony he would want a lot more.
No matter how many times she told him that she didnât want to see him, Tony kept pursuing. Finally, she gave in. She thought to herself that sheâs got to learn sometime. They started dating, they kept in simple. Sarah made it clear that she wanted to go slowly. For the first couple of months, Tony respected her decision, even though this meant going home with a raging hard-on. He treated her like a queen, he was always buying her presents and being a total gentleman. Sarah was starting to fall in love with him. Tony tried to push Sarah further every date they went on. Making-out in Tonyâs car was the further they got. While they were kissing heâd grab her hand and move to his crotch. She could feel his dick almost bursting through his pants, sheâd recoil and say âNo, not yet. Iâm not readyâ. He was starting to get sick of her constant objection to his advances. They went out on a few more dates, and again she withdrew when Tony tried to go a bit further. On their next date they drove up to the Mt Phillips Lookout. This is the spot where most young girls lose their virginity. Things were getting a bit heated in the car, when once again Tony grabbed her hand and moved it to his groin. âTony, I told you. Iâm not ready for that just yetâ she said as she pulled her hand away. âWhen are you going to be ready?â he asked her angrily.
âI told you that I wanted to take things slowly. I said if that was going to be a problem then we shouldnât bother seeing each otherâ
âI didnât know it was going to take this long. Its just that, Iâm getting very frustratedâ
âIâm sorry, but I donât feel like taking to the next level just yetâ
âYou better hurry up and start feeling like it or elseâŚâ he trailed off as he realised what he was about to say âOr else what? Youâll dump me?!â she exclaimed
âTheyâre plenty of other girls who would kill to be in your positionâ âSo is that it, either I put out or weâre through?â
âWellâŚyeah it isâ
âFine, thatâs it then. Weâre through.
Iâm
dumping
you
! Take me home Tonyâ
âYour loss, you frigid bitchâ. Tony started up the car and they drove back to Sarahâs house. They didnât say a word to each other on the way back. Sarah was trying her best to stop herself from crying. When they arrived at Sarahâs house. She got out the car and slammed the door. Tony sped off down the road. Sarah watched the car until it disappeared from sight, before bursting into tears.
She made her way up to the front door of her house. All the lights were on and the television could be heard from outside, someone was home. Her parents said that they were going be out all night, and her older brother Brian was supposed to be away on a camping trip with some old friends. She opened the door and walked into the house. There was Brian lying on the couch watching basketball. He heard her come in and sat up âI thought you were camping this weekendâ she said through her tears. âNah, it was too wet at the site. We decided to go next weekend. Hopefully, weâll have better weather. Youâre home early. Something up?â he could see that she was crying âI donât want to talk about itâ she said, just as more tears started to well up in her eyes. âCome on, itâll make you feel better if you talk about itâ Brian had been more like a best friend than a brother to Sarah. They had always been close. Brian was about 5â9. He had shaggy brown/blond hair and brown eyes like his sister, but not as dark. Brian went to a college on the east coast, he had come back to see some of his friends from high school. Sarah was glad that he had come home, she missed him terribly. Brian had started to realise that his sister was an attractive girl. He thought that if they werenât related then he would probably ask her out. Tonight she looked especially good. She was wearing a white knee-length skirt, a tight grey t-shirt and a pair of high-heels. Brian had a secret foot fetish, and he particularly liked his sisterâs feet. They were small and cute. He used to always peek at them when she wore shoes like these, or when she walked around in her barefeet.
Sarah sat down on the couch, and snuggled up in Brianâs arms. She proceeded to tell Brian what had happened earlier that night. âThat bastard! Iâll kill him! How dare he talk to you like that!â
âBrian, donât bother. I donât want anymore to do with himâ she said looking up into his eyes. Brian looked back into her eyes and wiped away her tears. âHe had no right to say that to youâ
âI know, I know. Now I know what heâs really likeâ They sat on the couch in silence for a while, when Sarah said âIts not that I didnât want to go further with Tony, its just that I didnât know how to. I was afraid that I would do it wrong, then heâd go tell everyone how bad I am. I guess now heâs going to tell everyone how frigid I am.â âDonât worry about other people. Look, you donât have to do anything you donât want to, for whatever reason you have. Itâs your decision, no-one should be able to force youâ
âThanks Brian, youâre the best brother in the worldâ
âThanksâ he smiled down to her. She moved her head up and kissed him on the cheek. They sat in silence again, Sarah was safely nestled in his arms, Brian was stroking her hair. âBrian?â
âYesâ he replied
âUm, you donât have to⌠but, er, do you think you can show me what to doâ
âWhat?!â
âI mean, show me how you touch yourself. You, you, you donât have to. Its just that I donât know how to and, and I want to learnâ she hurried
âWhat?! Oh Sarah, I donât know about thatâ