Heather

Chapter 3

Heather, Heather, Just Heather no last name weird but ok. She's perfect, blonde, blue eyes, supermodel body. In other words, the perfect female for any proud American man, my point proven when I turn to see that Ben is making googly eyes at her. Well, she is the shiny new toy, and we did have a discussion in the car about how he'd probably fuck her, well here we go, he has been single for like a month now, so it's time he got another girl on his arm.

"Well thank you, Heather, why don't you take a seat front of Ben over there." Oh, fuck you Mr. Brown, you know what you just did, Ben basically ascends to heaven at the mention of how the new girl is sitting in front of her. She seems too happy about this situation, to be honest, I mean I get it, his probably the hottest guy you've ever seen, with his curly brown that looks like he just got out of bed but we all know he spent an average of 10 minutes getting it like that, and his dimples and his small patch of freckles over his nose, and his fucking muscles, he has a sleeper build by the way.

Fuck... now I'm horny. Fuck, fuck, fuckady, fuck, fuck. Let me just cross my legs over the other to hide it. Anyway, now let's just sit here and wait till I can take care of it later while I watch as Heather introduces herself to Ben, and Ben introduces himself to his new target.

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"Fuck!" I yelled in pleasure being slammed against the janitor's closet wall. "You like that baby?" he says thrusting deeper into me. "Shut the fuck up, Kevin. You don't talk." "Whatever you baby, as long as I can bury myself deeper into you." Still talking and not his baby but damn, he can dirty talk so that's a plus, maybe that's why I still fuck the emo boy with 11 inches. Well, not true just wanted to say that Ayesha Erotica lyric, because why the fuckkkkkkk-. His hitting my spot. HIS HITTING MY FUCKING PROSTATE.

Kevin definitely saw that, and I know it feeding his ego to know that he can make me cum without touching myself, and he cums at seeing others cum by his power so he filled me right after. Fuck I didn't really focus on the sex, I was too busy talking to you, and you distract me.

"Thanks, I need that, got horny in class," I inform him as I pull up my pants and him doing the same. "No problem baby, you know I would never pass up a change of that ass unless it's to take you out." "Why, so I can be one of your prizes in dating, no. I've seen enough kids cry at this school because you broke up with them." What is the school whore, not his not contaminated, his mom's a doctor, and knowing her son is a world-class whore, she commands him to get a STI test every month. "Now you know the rule." " Yeah, yeah. We were never in here and if I tell anyone we fucked my dick will be delivered to my mom's front door in a pretty pink box with a black bow." He smirked saying that he's enjoying this, well too can play. "Good boy." he falters for a second before trying to get his composure back. "Woof baby, that got me hard again." "I know." and now you walk off. "You're so mean." He calls out to me. "And yet you still come running when I call, I'm starting to think you like it." I don't think, I know.

Walking into the Cafeteria, I am greeted by the sight of Ben and our new toy, Heather, sitting at our table. Yes, our table, first she steals all his attention in homeroom now she sits at our table. Let's see how this goes. I walk up to them and join them sitting next to Ben. "She sits with us now?" I see her smile falter, so you are fragile. "Jordy, don't be mean, she had no one to sit with." "And she had to sit with us, she could go to the limbo table." The limbo table is the table where you go if you're new and don't know where you fit in yet, it's mostly filled with freshmen, it is supposed to be used as a halfway point. Shame, that some people never left the table, like Roody. Poor kid, well someone has to be like the guide to help the kids to their next table in school.

"Sorry about Jorden, his not always this mean." Huh oh right, Heather, I zoned out going on my rant of the limbo table. Also rude, I'm always mean he just doesn't see it cause he chose to see me through pink-colored glasses.

"No, I get it, I'm the new girl, I would be skeptical of me too." Oh, she speaks, fuck me her voice is perfect too. "But still, Jorden shouldn't have implied that you belong at the limbo table. Right, Jorden?" Yeah no. "So, where you from Heather?" Ok maybe tone down your dislike. "Jorden!" Ben tries to laugh it off. "No, it's ok, I'm from Kansas Jorden." No don't say my name like you know me." Reason for moving here?" "Parents divorced; Dad wanted to move back home." Before I could get another question out, I got so rudely interrupted by dear old Ben. "Stop with the interrogations, all will be revealed in due time. Let's just enjoy our time getting to know each other and become the best of friends." Yeah right, like you didn't say that to every other girl you were dating.

You know what, I'll give it a month...