STAR EYED.

The rougher he fucked her, the closer and closer she was to her orgasm. She could feel the pleasure building up in the pit of her stomach and her inner walls started to tighten around his thick cock. “Shut the hell up. I know.” She spat back at him with a roll of her eyes. She knew exactly why she was there. Her boyfriend was an idiot and went and got himself into trouble again and now she was the one saving his ass, like usual. His thrusts became more sporadic and she felt the tip of his cock repeatedly hitting her g-spot and before she knew it, she was losing herself, moaning loudly as she came and coated his cock in her juices. Mid orgasm, he cut off her air and she reached up, digging her fingernails into his hands to get him to let her go. She felt him pull out of her and not long after, she could feel his hot load spilling out onto her ass.

Penelope had never intended this; it was never  in her plans when she accepted his offer of a ‘date’. Yet here she was, her dress flipped up, bent over the hood of his car, taking his cock so hard and fast that she’d never quite had it this rough, ever. Her cheeks were red, on fire from the humiliation and possibility of someone seeing them, barely able to focus on his words as his cock rammed in and out of her cunt. She was a delicate little thing and being manhandled this way only made her pussy sore. Her ex-boyfriend and his best friend, of course, had hardly been this rough, not to mention his cock had probably only been half the size of Henry’s and Penelope had adjusted to it. This though, this was rough and painful and a little too much. His words coursed through her like a shock, body pulled taut against his, and all Penelope can croak out instead is, “Pl-please.”

always something about pretty girls like her; it made him rougher. curious how much they could take. this hadn’t been planned for him either but whatever worked. not like it was anything knew for this piece of car of his; he’d remember this better than the last time for sure. each time his dick thrust into her he’d felt her tighten up but that wasn’t enough. henry wanted her to snap; he needed her to lose it for him. call it a fascination. “I can’t hear you, you’ve got to be louder.” he cooed into her ear softly. teeth nipping at her earbud while hips slowed to a crawl of past rhythm for sure. “you feel that don’t you? I got slower because you weren’t loud enough.” inches of his cock on entered her at creeping pace until finally he quit moving. only the tip inside of her cunt.

Sam kept quiet about how her boyfriend did and didn’t fuck her. Mainly because he was right and he never fucked her like this and honestly, she loved it rough. His fingers tightened their hold around her throat, almost cutting off her intake of air, but thankfully he didn’t. Henry was probably one of her boyfriends friends that she hated the most and it only pissed her off more than he was fucking her, and not only was he fucking her, but he was quite possibly the best lay she had ever had so far. That wouldn’t be anything she would tell him though. When he shoved her back down, her fingers grasped at the blankets, gripping them tightly as he continued fucking her. His words caused her eyes to go wide and she looked back at him as much as she could with his hands around her throat. “He will fucking kill you if you cum inside me.”

“Fuck you.” She growled back at him when he told her what to do. Sam wasn’t exactly happy about being ‘loaned out’ to her boyfriends friends, but there wasn’t much she could do about it. Despite her anger, she was a moaning mess the rougher and faster he went. His cock was thicker and longer than her boyfriends and it was driving her crazy as he drove it into her over and over again. His fingers wrapped around her throat and pulled her back, causing her to arch her back and look up at him, glaring but still moaning. “Not a chance.”

penelope hadn’t had much experience when it came to the game of pool. when she was younger, her family would take yearly trips to the beach, getting nice beach houses that consisted of cool things like a movie room and, of course, a pool table. being the youngest and the only girl, it was rare that the boys would let her play and had to watch all the games from the side lines, but the few times that she got her hands on the stick, she felt she was pretty good, so challenging her roommate to a game of pool didn’t make her nervous at all. If anything, she felt confident and was ready to see him pout the rest of the night after she kicked his ass. “you do realize you’re living with an embarrassment, right? there’s nothing you could possibly come up with that would embarrass me.” She giggled, handing him her stick as she got the balls ready. 

“that’ll just make me wanna get more creative, but I digress. you’re an embarrassment in the company of another embarrassment. gotta stick together after all.” a soft hum slipped past his lips as he grabbed himself one of the other sticks sitting around; snagging one of the chalks from the tabletop to prepare himself. “you can go first, I’ve got like a ten minute pre game ritual to start in on.” it was a lie but a bit of overacting could grate away at some of his twinged nerves. not that any animosity was at her; she’d been the perfect roommate but work still had him by the hairs on the back of his neck. from a funding cut or just getting let go. real did wonders for the whole self confidence built up. 

“Thank god,” Stella muttered as she brushed herself off and her cheeks turned a shade of pink. Embarrassment took over her as she looked around and adjusted herself. She was glad that nobody else was around. “Usually when you fall on your ass down the stairs it does hurt. Would you like to kiss it better?” She asked teasingly. 

“I’ll keep that in mind…” Victoria said, as she kept herself nuzzled into him. Then, she laughed and finally pulled back when he mentioned too much special treatment wouldn’t be fair “Does VIP mean nothing to you?” she joked, as she looked at the other with a smile on her lips “What can I do to at least get a tiny, tiny clue?” she then asked, as she raised an eyebrow at the other this time. When he then continued to asking about her schedule, the girl now shrugged “I have work tomorrow, I got the morning shift of this co-worker on her pregnancy leave” Victoria responded “She’s coming back soon, probably tomorrow if not the next day” she continued “My day off is two days from now… Why do you ask?”

“Or you know-dry people?”

“I’ve never seen a cat with an umbrella outside of Looney Tunes.” Jane joked with him, smiling. Going over to him, she flipped his wet hair out of his face, giving him a playful look. “At least let yourself see.”

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“i just want to get out of this fucking house,” she whispered. she was tired of having to sneak them into her just because she was afraid of what her parents would think. “they told me earlier today that they have this really good opportunity set up for college, but it requires me leaving the country.” kendall ran her fingers through her hair as she looked at them. “i don’t even know if i want to go to school right away.”

“smooth. are you really trying to make me jealous by making out with random girls? cute how foolish you are.” she said to her ex, shaking her head. “but i don’t care, you know? stick your tongue down how many throats you want.” of course she was furious, but she wasn’t going to let that show.

“Demonstrations, huh?” Victoria pursed her lips together “Do I need to sign up for that?” the girl then asked, as she simply let her eyes stare at the coffee table for now. She didn’t dare to close her eyes, the exhaustion might make her fall asleep. Then, she giggled at his mention about XXX stories and the fact that she won’t be reading any scripts that mention her anytime soon “Aww, do I have to pay for the VIP treatment? I thought I was already part of that list, because of my hugs and kisses payment plan” she now teased as she turned her face to his neck and kissed him where she was nuzzled into “You want to ask me something?” she smiled against his skin “There’s nothing interesting about my day or week.”