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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄: 𝘚𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴

  CHEATING, isn't something Katherine
Nelson found herself doing. The young girl had
thought of it as a knife being stabbed in the back. She wasn't too keen on it. And she told herself
she'd never cheat. But, with her hand holding her hair back, sniffing the powder on her bathroom
sink before her best friend Dave came over had
set a click off in her head. She was too high. And
she had took advantage of it, the moment the boy
stepped one foot inside her house. "Dave please."

  Her back was planted on her sheets, eyes closed
as one of her hands tugged Dave's brown locks.

At first the boy was confused, seeing his friend
high wasn't a first but high on cocaine? He didn't judge Katherine. Because he was stoned himself. Stepping into her house he was tugged up to her
room, and slammed on her bed, back first. When
their lips locked guilt rose inside of his stomach.
While lust twinkled in his brown high eyes. Dave
did have a crush on Katherine Nelson since ninth grade. He never told her or anyone about it, kept
it to himself afraid she'd reject him, afraid he'd
lose his best friend, a groan came from the back
of his throat as she began grinding on him slowly.

With his hand he helped her, their kiss becoming
sloppy— Dave reached up and slid her shirt off.

Her black laced bra took his breath away. The
stoned boy hooked his fingers with the back of
the straps, unhooking the bra from off of her.

No shirt, no pants, no bra and no underwear. She
found herself moaning in pleasure as Dave's lips
met with her neck, all the way down to her chest.
It wasn't too long that Dave took his pants off,
and his shirt. Flipping them around Dave on
top, he pressed his lips against hers as he grinds against her, teasing the brunettes entrance.

"Dave, stop teasing me." She moaned into the
boys mouth. Bucking her hips against his. She
was becoming sexually frustrated with the boy.

Chuckling at how frustrated she was, slowly lifts his hips to sink up into her. Her fingers latch onto his forearm - nails sinking into fabric and flesh.
It feels incredible. Almost dizzing as he stretches her out and fills Katherine to the brim. The
brunette pulled him down against her pushing
their mouth's together she kissed him hard.

Dave picked up the pace again began going fast,
Katherine tightens her hold on the sheets. "Fuc-" before she could finish her sentence a wave of
pleasure hit her, moaning and whimpering.

"Fuck, you're tight." He moaned, rocking
into the girl, kissing her cervix, filling her completely. With each thrust of his hips, he
picked up the pace, pounding into Katherine
Nelson with more force. "God— Katherine!"

THE GIRL FELT GUILY JUST AS
DAVE but, she blamed it on cocaine. Really
she doesn't know how Dave felt— but she did
know he enjoyed it. Laid on her bed with her blanket over her she thought about Vicky, her
friend and Dave's girlfriend. Katherine slept
with her best friends boyfriend. "Oh my god."

To be honest the part of her that felt no shame
or guilt questioned why Dave was still dating
Vicky, the way he was fucking Katherine with
utter pleasure and joy did he not feel the same
way when he did this with Vicky? She couldn't
get this question out of her head nor the brown
haired stoner boy that she just slept with.

After coming to their highs, breathing
heavy Katherine made Dave promise that them sleeping with each other was kept secret.