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Kara and Benny

Okay so I didn't realize people were reading this until I saw that there was fucking 2k reads and I want to be Wattpad famous so ima write some more.

Benny was Kara's very first crush. They were great friends throughout high school, so keeping that a secret was hard. But finally, on the last day of senior year, she told him after suffering four years of seeing him hook up with just about anyone who caught his eye while she remained a virgin.

The kiss they shared right after was one she will never forget.

Now, they were together and were in college....

And things were getting steamy...

"Ahh, daddy," Kara whispered into Benny's ear. A shuddery sigh escaped his lips as a response. He began to kiss her a little more aggressively. Sitting on his lap made her slightly taller than him so she had to bend her head down a little. She pushed his head back against the soft leather of the back of the couch.

Nothing gets better than this. Well, except what's about to come.

When she slipped her hands under his shirt, a manic smile spread across her lips. It stretched from ear to ear. Oh god, it was a crazy smile, showing all of her hungry teeth in front of her even hungrier tongue. When she slowly slid that tongue into his mouth it extracted a loud moan from him. Perfect. Let him enjoy it.

Suddenly she felt something press against her thigh. Somehow, the smile got bigger. She was turning him on. Good.

She jolted her head back, breaking the kiss. The smile must have been contagious because he couldn't stop himself from smiling back at her. She always thought he had a perfect smile. It really was cute. A sprinkling of sadness formed inside her but she pushed it down as she rubbed her hands on his cock through the thin material of his sweatpants.

"Mmhm, honey, that's nice," he moaned.

"It's about to get a lot better," she giggled. He smirked, mouthing 'I know' before he slipped her hands into the waistband of his pants and underwear. She giggled like little girl before she regretfully pulled both off of him. His erection sprang up, slapping against his solid abs and bouncing back down. She just had to see it, she couldn't help herself. He looked seriously perfect, blonde hair and all. Another egg of doubt planted itself in her.

But she shooed it away as she sexily removed his shirt, meaning he finally sat in all his naked glorious.

Her hands roamed his body, softly pushing him down by the chest after awhile of making out. This was usually the part where she finally revealed all her sexy curves to him, but she just laid down on him, all previous anxieties disappearing. The smile remained.

She got close enough to his face so that when she whispered he could just barely hear it.

"Baby, you know how I get jealous when you talk to other girls?"

"Yeah" he told her, slightly perplexed.

"It's because of this," she breathed, pointing down at his abs slightly awkwardly due to her laying on him.

"Everybody wants a piece of me," he said, his dick attitude pushing through. She narrowed her eyes, a boiling of rage swishing in her gut, killing that egg of doubt that formed completely. It acted as a fuel, pulling the edges of her mouth back into more of a smile. She was ready. Especially if he was gonna act like that.

"Ah yes baby, your body's to die for." He smirked at her. Another wave of rage crashed in her stomach as she sat up. He stayed laying down.

"But if I get jealous of you talking to other girls, I'd get hella mad if you slept with them, right?"

"Baby?"

"Ah, ah, ah. You are a pig. Sleeping around with my best friend and still having the audacity to sit here and try to fuck me."

"What? I never-"

"Yes you goddamn did, you sick pervert, don't you dare sweet talk me anymore. I simply don't give enough fucks anymore for it to work. But you should still be taught a lesson."

Benny was completely flaccid now, and very confused. "Honey-"

"I have a friend that is a good teacher, Benny." She now stood. Beeny, the fool, remained on the couch. She walked over to a drawer, slowly opening it.

"Her name is Grace Ursula Nelson, or for short GUN."

He shot up from the couch. "Honey. No. What are you talking about."

"IM TALKING ABOUT REVENGE." She quickly turned, the gun that was previously hidden in the drawer outstretched in front of her. "You can't keep your hands off of Pearl, so I might not be able to take my finger off the trigger."

"No. I didn't do it. I-"

Boom. Red exploded, spraying in a beautiful arch, spreading to the floor and ceiling as his head whipped back. Flesh ripped of his bones, peeling off in layers as the bullet sunk deeper and deeper into him. His skull began to split, fluids gushing out of the quickly reproducing cracks. His brain was ripped into, the bullet destroy every cell that crossed its path. Crack. The bullet exited, hitting the wall and sticking itself in it, an inch deep.

The naked body fell to the ground. A puddle of blood was already forming at his feet. Kara was hyperventilating, not from fear but the pure excitement of it all. It was thrilling. The deed sent such a huge amount of happiness coursing through her that she couldn't stop shaking. Relief crushed her shoulders. Finally, she was truly and undeniably happy, something she never experienced. It was a drug. And she wanted more. So much more.

Dully, she realized Pearl hadn't been taught a lesson yet.

She walked to the door in a bleary haze, kicking the body in the balls and dick as hard as she could as she passed it. One of the testicles popped like a overly inflated balloon, but she didn't notice. She just kept walking

And the entire time the smile stayed unchanging.

HAHAHAHAHAHA YOU THOUGHT I WAS ACTUALLY GOING TO TAKE THIS SERIOUSLY AND WRITE ANOTHER SMUT

LOL

Anyways that will be the last part. I'm not doing this anymore. Also, just so you know, the blood isn't supposed to be a kink. It's a joke. I think.

Stop being horny.