101 EROTICA STORIES (137 page)

But as everyman would have experienced, he came to the point where he can’t take it any longer. He knew that he can’t spill it on Carrie, so he stood up and masturbated. To adapt his dirty thought, he imagined that Carried likewise stood up and willingly gave her pussy to him just the same. He prepared an old cloth beside him to catch his cum instead of hitting Carrie, who was just in front of him.

He tried to make his masturbation longer to give more pleasure. The sperm accumulated slowly at the base of his penis and reached the point where retention of both sperm and pleasure is no longer possible. Then when he decided to let it out, someone opened the door.

“Hey Francis, are you ---“

It was Maxine.

Carlito had no time to fix himself because as the latter arrived at the scene, it was just at the precise time when his orgasm came. So his cum missed the rag cloth and spilled over Carrie’s shirt, even including her face.

Oh my goodness, I’m fucked. Goodbye American dreams.

Maxine just stood in front of him, stunned.

Carlito was also staring at Maxine, hand still on his dick which has shrunk because of fear and orgasm.

To make things worse, Carrie also woke up because of Carlito’s cum spread across her face.

“Hey, what’s this? Carlito, I told you to rub the ice pack on my head, not to spill the ice on it… Wait… What’s this? Fuck. It’s your cum.”

Carlito can’t say a word as he knew that he was in deep shit.

He did not know what to do as both females were looking at him, expressionless.

“What the fuck are doing Mexican guy?” said Carrie. As she was about to add up her statement, she suddenly realized that she and Carlito weren’t alone. And to Carlito’s shock, she knew who Maxine was. “Hey Max, why are you here? I thought you and Francis already broke up?” said Carrie.

“Yeah, we did. He just needs to stop spreading he got my virginity, that’s all. Where is that asshole anyway?”

“He’s in the room near the toilet,” replied Carrie as she was wiping her face with the cloth Carlito should have used to catch his fluid. After she said this, Maxine exited the room and Carlito was once again alone with her. Carrie gave Carlito a blank look and said:

“What the hell did you just do?”

“I’m sorry Miss Carrie, maybe I was just drunk.”

“You could have asked me kid.”

Carlito was stunned.
What the hell did she just say?
He just acted as if he did not hear a thing and just wore his pants up.

“Hey, are you deaf? I said that you could have asked me.”

“I’m sorry Miss Carrie for having done that, that’s all I can say.”

“You’re a weak dude you know? Don’t be too hard on your self just because you are an illegal immigrant and a poor guy. You have something hot in you. In fact, I was observing you the moment you got hired in that stupid restaurant. You’re just young, that’s what stopped me from taking initiative on you as I did to that old man in my story. But considering that you have some naughty side in you, you ought to have asked me. I would’ve gladly given you your first unforgettable encounter. So don’t worry for what you did. I’m really the open-minded kind of person and even worked as a prostitute once,” she abruptly stopped and whispered, “Oops… Me and my stupid mouth.” So Carlito acted as if he did not hear a thing but Carrie continued, “Don’t tell that to anybody ok? What the hell… I really wondered how that Francis got me. Fuck… How can I fix myself looking like this?”

Carlito, up to that time, still can’t say anything because Carrie was acting too weird. His first impression with Carrie was that she is the silent and timid type. But what happened at that moment suddenly gave a one hundred eighty degree shift to his view on Carrie. She is certainly a silent hustler. His first expectation was that Carrie should have shouted and called the others for help but it was otherwise. She acted as if a small fry normally cums on a girl’s face on a day-to-day basis. He should have asked to fuck with her upon that “You could have asked me statement”, but considering how crazy that morning fared, including Maxine seeing him in the act, his entire libido was cast off and threw the rare opportunity given by Carrie.

“Hey Miss Carrie, what’s the deal with Maxine?” he said just to change the topic and to start a conversation with the woman not necessarily sex-related.

“What? You know that Max?”

“I live on their ‘dormitory’ for weeks now.”

“She was Francis’ ex-girlfriend. She used to come here occasionally for some drinking sprees. I find her quite good but Francis thinks otherwise. He would always stalk Max every time they were alone in the room but the girl would just refuse. But there was this moment where Francis got lucky but instead of them continuing the relationship, Maxine decided for it to be over.”

“But did it happen on consecutive times?”

“Were you even listening Mexican boy? I said it was Max’s first time and she refused to go further. So technically, she had only done it once.”

“Okay, sorry then.”

After he and Carrie were dressed, they heard a commotion happening in the living room and as expected, it was Maxine and Francis.

“Hey! Chill out girl. I just told one friend about it so it isn’t my fault if he spread it.”

“You’re stupid. Why even say it at the first place!”

Before Maxine tried to attack Francis, they were pacified by the male guys. Things were thrown around: jars, plates, cups, cutleries, and so on. Francis’ place now looked like a battleground with all things scattered. Maxine, upon being restrained, just cried in the corner of the room and ran outside the place thereafter. After that, everyone was silent and one by one, headed for their respective homes.

Carlito decided to walk home just to ease his mind. Carrie offered him a ride but he decided that he needed some air and time before going home. Still in awe for what happened that morning, he began to imagine how he could present himself to Maxine that day since the latter saw him in a really gross situation and he, on the other hand, saw her at her worst.

He arrived home without him noticing about the time it took for him to do so. The walk up the stairs seemed really heavy for him because he was not ready to go home. But yet, he has nowhere to go so he really had no choice. Upon arriving, he was glad that no one was around. He immediately went inside his room and prepared all his clothes before taking a bath.

When he was at the bathroom, he immediately removed his shirt. It felt really fresh for him because that shirt was covered with sweat, essence of alcohol, and filth from work the other day. Thereafter, he removed his socks and pants. But upon attempting to remove his underwear, there was a sudden pain because his penis was glued on it. He realized that it must be the dried cum he expelled all around Carrie that morning. So slowly, he separated his penis from the underwear and then jumped onto the hot tub. There was a sudden feeling of wasted opportunity of him not offering his hungry penis to Carrie’s willing and wet pussy.

Resting on a hot tub with no one to stop him made Carlito feel like a king. All the steam and discomfort evaporated with the smoke rising up from the water. It was extremely comfortable. By the time he was already free from the morning stress he just had, he took a time to reflect. The issue with Carrie was already resolved so his problem lies with Maxine.

He had always found Maxine too hot since day one. The reason is pretty obvious and that is because of her physical appearance. He did not care if she was doing well in school or acting kindly with other people around her. All that mattered was her sexy body. But now, with all the hullaballoo, he was too scared to even face her.

How could I react if I see her later or tomorrow? Hmmm… Maybe I should act as if nothing happened. Wait, that’s stupid. She literally saw me jacking off like a child in front of a helpless sexy woman. Or should I confront her and talk about it? But if I do so, I might risk opening her wound with that Francis and she might remember me jacking off in case she had already forgotten about it. Oh my… What should I do? Come what may Carlito, come what may…

After he took a long and refreshing bath, Carlito dressed up and got all the sleep he wantedCarlito had no work that Monday because it was his scheduled day-off. He woke up at around eleven in the morning, completely hungry from his long rest. He wore his pajamas and sweater as he planned to walk out in order to get himself something to eat. Upon exiting his cupboard room, he did not expect to see Maxine in the living room watching tv. He stole a quick glance to her face just to see on whether or not he was being examined and to his delight (and surprise), Maxine was acting as if nothing happened. Before any interaction would commence, he decided to walk right away and act reciprocally to Maxine’s reaction.

She’s doing my plan A, acting like nothing happened. Maybe it’s a wise choice after all. I’ll try to counter it then, should the need arise.

The Chinese food truck was fortunately there almost a block away from Miguelito’s Dormitory. Carlito’s budget that time was about five bucks, a dollar more than his usual budget. He decided that since he ate free food at Francis’ house, he ought to treat himself. So when asked for his order, he ordered for a stir fried rice mix and his favorite dim sum. The food smelled really great so he rushed walking home, can’t hardly wait to feast upon his treat. At home, he only eats either at the living room or at the dining table because his own room was too small for him to eat at.

When he arrived at the dormitory, Maxine was still there. Carlito’s hunger, however, was on the point that he felt like fainting already. So he had no choice – he must eat the food even if Maxine was there. When he opened up the package, he felt excited and at the same time awkward because there was someone present.

“Have you eaten? Come, let’s eat,” Carlito broke the silence just to eliminate the ice.

“Thank you Carlito,” said Maxine. “I’m finished eating. Just eat there, I don’t mind.”

Carlito smiled at her and ate the Chinese food as decently as he can. But in the back of his mind, he is wishing to just chomp down all the food in front of him. He enjoyed every bite and taste of that rare meal of his. Just as he forgot about Maxine, the latter opened up:

“What were you doing at Francis’ house? Are you one of them?”

Carlito did not know what Maxine was referring to. On whether it was his act of being there or was it the masturbation scene. So just to give himself the benefit of the doubt, he decided to take the former in the context of Maxine’s question.

“Yes, I also work for the restaurant he works in. We’re colleagues.”

“I see. How is he in work?”

“The usual Francis, fun and outgoing.”

“Okay. You act as if you’re ashamed Carlito. Don’t worry, it was nothing.”

“The what?” Carlito accidentally said as he was confused. And to his fear, it was what he did.

“The thing you did with Carrie. I know that girl. She’s a bitch just trying to act decent when sober. I see you were victimized by her charm then.”

Carlito’s heart almost sank. Maxine thought all along that Carrie was acting asleep and seducing him. That was a great relief. However, Carlito thought that it was very unfair for Carrie to be accused as a seducer in that situation.