Avery was a good girl come meets the eye. she was a teacher's pet. got good grades, loved by all the teachers but when night falls she becomes the stereotypical bad girl. she changes her khakis for skirts and glasses for eyeliner. One night Avery was at her local bar with her cottage core friend Lola. they were just chilling having a drink when suddenly a tall muscular boy with rings and painted nails wearing a beautiful leather jacket walked it. Avery automatically felt heat rush to her face and down there ;) he walked in and went toward the poll table. Avery made eye contact and he gave her a shit-eating grin. Avery took this as a challenge. she walked over to the pool table and said " down for a little game?" he replied in a deep voice " why not" Avery went over to the wall and picked up a pool stick and grade the sanding block. she made her first hit and it made it perfectly in two the whole. A few rounds later and there had been a few touches here and there just some cute teasing. Avery decided to take it up a notch and she dropped the sanding tool and stood in front of the mystery man and bent over to pick it up and gave him a nice lookie look. she heard him take a sharp intake and smirked amongst her self " so what's your name lover boy" " kyle" he responded " avery" she remarked. finally, the game ended when she usefully hit the ball and finished it. " good game she said. the sexual tension rising. he finally spoke and said " how about we get out of here" she smiled and said " great idea"
Kyles's grey eyes roamed around his mystery girl's body. They were both staring into the eyes of each other. Kyle's were full of lust and anger while Avery's were soft and innocent.Ever since they met Avery had been determined to tease him, to drive him mad. Whether it was her skirt being too short or her sweater being too tight or being a bit too comfortable with flaunting her warm breast He'd practically dragged her out of the bar and pushed her into his apartment. Right now she all spread out for him, naked on his bed, right where she belonged.She squirmed as Kyle's large hands roughly parted her thighs staring at her soaking wet hot dog bun. "Isn't this what you wanted? Isn't this why you were acting like a brat today, hm" she whimpered at his words and he scoffed."What should I do with you, my little slut"Rising up from his position he paced around the room, then suddenly he smirked and opened his drawer pulling out a small silver serpent knife, her eyes widened at this.He chuckled darkly,"Seems like I need to carve myself into your skin to make you understand who you belong to""Do it, kyle"kyle threw the knife on the bed and took off his bottoms, his cold hand grabbed her waist harshly, in one quick and powerful thrust he was buried deep inside her."So fucking innocent, all for me to ruin"kyle hissed as he pushed the knife into her left thigh and began his artwork. Her blood ran down her thigh and onto the sheets."Touch yourself, slut" he growled as he spat on her pussy and her hand reached down to rub her clit carefully. He then got hold of her jaw making her mouth open wide and spit in her mouth. "Swallow" he ordered and she obeyed.The perfect mix of pleasure and pain running through her veins.Finally completing his work, he wiped away her blood, the letterskyle :) he then spoke " wow babe you acting skill are amazing, pretending to be a random bar girl hm" she then said, " and you a handsome stranger."
