p e r v e r t.

hahashsahhashah i can’t.

“ joe. it’s nice to meet you joe. “ the barely coherent girl giggles in a slur, snuggling her face into the bed as her heavy lids open to glance at the much bigger male beside her. lips downturn at the mention of her drink, and she groans slightly. “ oh noo. that’s not good. i knew it tasted icky. “ marley mumbles, letting out another heavy sigh. a small whimper leaves her lips as his fingers trail her seemingly wet cunt, and when he begins to pull down her clothes, she tries to pull herself up with her elbows, only to fall flat back again. “ i don’t... i don’t think that’s a good idea. “ but still, she’s unable to stop him stripping her pliable body bare. it did feel a little better, but she still tries to pull the blanket from beneath her. “ j.. just don’t look, mmkay? not appropriate. “

doesn’t even notice the lifting of her small dress, if anything she is relieved to feel some coolness against her suddenly hot skin. arms clutch her pillow close to her, resting her cheek on it as she lets out a heavy exhale. “ mmmarlene. “ she sings in a slur. “ but people call marley. what’s yours? “ the redhead asks quietly, heavy eyes closing slightly. shifts slightly as he traces her panties, still marley is mindless as she tries to stop the spinning inside her head. “ god i.. do you feel dizzy too? i’m.. so tired, but so awake. and my body is on fire.. do you think i’m sick? erhh, am i dying? “

marlene rarely ever attends these frat parties. or any party, really. she was more of a read alone in bed or watch some romcom a saturday night. but her friends convinced her to have fun and celebrate the end of a new turn. swears she didn’t drink that much, maybe a cup and a half of cheap beer. but still, she felt incredibly hot and dizzy. “ t - thank you. “ is all the redhead can mumble, leaning against the other as support until she reached the bed. crawling onto the bed, she pays no mind on how her dress was riling up her slim thighs. “ thank you. “ she repeats again, falling onto her stomach and grabbing at a pillow to hug it close.

she has been working on a perfect image ever since she could stand on two feet. being her fathers picture perfect daughter in order to help him succeed his career, it’s only fair that she gets to live a little as long as she’s careful. the sound of clattering utensils as her gaze returning to him, trying best to bite back a giggle. “ are you okay, cain? too much wine? “ she coos, fingers gliding across his length as fraud sense of worry spreads across her features. eyes turn back to her father, only half listening to his story as her hand continues to pump across the large length beneath it. if only she could wrap her mouth around it, but even she isn’t that sneaky. nods in agreement, helena tilts her head. “ agreed. i’m glad that we’re so open and close with each other. “ she adds, gripping his length tighter in her palm. shifting, helena slightly lifts herself from her seat to reach over to the side, making sure to use her free hand and bend in such a way that she gives cain a nice view of her chest. “ excuse me. “ she laughs, carelessly grabbing the wine before settling herself back down and pouring it into her glass. “ definitely will need to grab another bottle soon. “ 

all she could do was scold herself for being so careless. had been doing so good since the new law, had carefully took care of herself and made sure to get home with time to spare. perhaps she got too comfortable. his hand places on hers and her lips tighten, eyes flickering at him. maybe if she remained calm, maybe if she didn’t pay no mind, he’ll be nice and let her go. maybe he really was here just to talk about his grades. “ okay. “ sherry calmly states, slowly standing up and adjusting her pencil skirt. “i know that you’re falling a little behind, but you aren’t the worst in the class. nothing a couple of extra credit work couldn’t fix. “ 

“  how  much  money  is  it  going  to  take  for  you  to  DELETE  THAT  VIDEO  and  forget  you  ever  saw  anything  ??  come  on...  everyone  has  a  price.  “

“  what  your  boyfriend  doesn’t  know  won’t  kill  him.  we  both  know  he  doesn’t  touch  you  the  way  i  do.  “

everything  felt  so  FUZZY.  marley  didn’t  understand  why.  she  only  had  maybe  a  shot  of  vodka  and  a  cup  of  beer.  ever  since  finishing  the  drink  the  room  started  to  spin  and  she  had  an  uncontrollable  itch  for  intimacy.  stumbling  through  the  hall  and  away  from  the  party,  the  girl  pushes  her  way  into  a  room  the  other  was  occupying.  “  i  need...  i  need  to  lay  down.  can  i  lay  down  here  ??  please.  “

“  because  comfortable  shoes  don’t  go  with  our  hot  outfits,  duh.  “  elena  states  with  a  laugh  as  she  enters  her  home,  almost  immediately  heading  to  the  kitchen  only  to  return  seconds  later  with  a  bottle  of  wine.  “  you  guys  better  not  be  tired.  the  party’s  only  just  begun.  “  she  swings  the  bottle  around  as  she  makes  her  way  to  the  couch,  setting  herself  down  on  her  boyfriends  lap  as  she  takes  off  the  cap  and  takes  a  swing  of  the  alcohol.  eyes  dart  over  to  the  other  woman,  pointing  her  finger  with  a  grin.  “  you  should  spend  the  night.  i  make  killer  hangover  waffles.  “

half expected him to smack her hand away or tattle to her father. but the look on his face had made this all worth the risk. god, did she adore teasing people she shouldn’t have. hand continues to knead onto his bulge, feeling him stiffen between her grasp and it takes all her self control not to crack a smirk. lets out a small hum, her eyes piercing into his as their gaze finally meets. “ exactly. i was thinking the same exact thing. “ helena hums, finally breaking their contact by glancing around the table again. hand pulls away only for a moment, only to toy with the buckle of his jeans. “  so, dad, tell us about your new campaign idea. “ and honestly, she only asks to help shield the noise of her unbuckling his bottoms in order to slide her hand inside. slender fingers wrap around his length, gliding thumb across the tip of his cock before she begins to stroke him beneath the table, all while her façade of curiosity is struck onto her father across the way.