It had been a long night for Valerie. She got the man of her dreams, but deep inside she wondered if the two were now in a relationship or if it was a night of lust. She knew her brother wanted her last night, but now that he had her, what would he think of next? Lucas wasn't exactly the devoted type, nor was he exactly without options in the school of extremely beautiful seniors, and even many of the local college women. Valerie was beautiful herself, and she knew that, but could she really compete with the experience of a Sorority Slut?
On top of all that, in the heat of passion, her decision to not use any lubrication last night was beginning to come back and bite her. Her asshole was sore. Her brother was bigger than she had expected him to be, but she felt so good while it was happening. Now, since she was empty, she was completely sore. As she laid on her stomach, on her bed, she looked out of her window and pondered her choice last night.
"I don't regret doing it, just doing it without thinking," she thought to herself as she laid there. As she laid there, she heard the sound of her phone ringing. She turned to her nightstand, and reached for her phone. It was her stupid, soon to be, ex-boyfriend. She grunted to herself, as she declined the phone and put it back on the nightstand. She was about to lay back down, when she heard a knock on her door. She looked up, and watched as the door opened and her mother walked in.
"Hey honey, everything okay?" Her mother asked, as Valerie just sighed. She nodded, but her mother knew her daughter too well. She walked in, and closed the door, before walking over and sitting on the edge of her daughter's bed. Valerie's phone lit up again, with another call from Gerald, and when she didn't hesitate to move, Valerie's mom looked at her.
"Did you two break up?" She asked, and Valerie simply shook her head yes, because it was the best way to not breach what was really bothering her.
"Oh sweetie, I'm sorry. But if it means anything, I never liked him anyway." Valerie heard her mother say, and she smiled.
"Me neither, really. He was kind of just a boyfriend by name... You know head cheerleader, starting quarterback... That kind of cliche stuff," Valerie admitted to her mother, who smiled at her.
"Well then if that's not it, what's got you so bummed out?" Her mother asked, and Valerie looked at her.
"It's... It's just, I'm a little sore... I had a rebound last night, and he made me a little sore." Valerie said, and she could see her mother grow a little concerned.
"Did you use protection?" She asked, to which Valerie sighed and rolled her eyes. It would be one thing if her mother was concerned about STIs, but she wasn't. Valerie knew she was worried about pregnancy.
"I'm not pregnant. He didn't even touch that area. We used 'other' options to have fun." Valerie said, shifting her eyes to her mother's own ass. Her mother caught on and let out an "Ohhhh" as she now knew.
"Well, I'm not going to lecture you, because you ARE an adult, but I hope next time you take better precaution." Her mother said as she spoke in a concerned parent tone.
"Yeah I'll make him lick it first next time," Valerie joked, until she realized it was her mother she was talking to and not one of friends.
"It's okay sweetie, I like mine licked too. But anyway, I'm going to the store. Your father is out fishing with his friends, and I don't know where your brother is." Her mother spoke up.
"He's in the pool house. I picked him up on my way home. We have to go get his car later, he wasn't in a condition to drive last night." Valerie said, and her mother gave her an encouraging smile for Valerie's adultness and not letting Lucas drive intoxicated.
"Okay well, be back soon dear. Need anything? Maybe some ice?" Her mother jokingly asked. Valerie shook her head no, and returned the platonic kiss her mother was giving her.Moments later, Valerie was able to lay her head down and finally get some sleep.