Smutty Bitch

bleachers part 2(mlw)

  I wanted to take this part slower because I low-key cut the last one short.

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   It has been eight months since our interaction under the bleachers and seven since we started dating. We were currently sitting in science class, the last class of the day. I interlocked our pinkies, nervous to hell and back about the project we had barely started. It was due in two days. We had a month to do it, and I'm starting to realize why. I chewed on my bottom lip and finished decorating the title. "What if we don't get the project finished in time?"

"We can work on it after school."

"What if we still don't get it in time?"

"We will" The bell rang shortly after he spoke. I quickly threw all my stationary in my backpack deciding I'll reorganize it later. He rolls up the project paper and puts it inside his backpack. I watch as he puts his backpack on his shoulders. I grab his hand and tug him along with me. We make it through the crowded halls and to his car. I stand at the passenger door as he stands next to me. He unlocks the door and opens it for me. I get inside and put my backpack in the backseat, I hear the driver-side door open and close. I turn back around and put my seat belt on. He pulls out of the school parking lot and drives off.   

  Once we arrive out we get out of the car and go inside. I follow him to his room and he closes the door behind me. He lays everything on the floor and puts a pillow for him and me. I sat down on the pillow and stared at the project and sighed. Many hours later we finished 2/3 of the project before he physically stopped me from doing any more. My hand was cramping and my wrist hurt I felt like I was gonna get carpal tunnel. He rubbed my wrist gently trying to soothe the aching muscle.

"We have done enough and I think our hands need a break, my love." He kissed my wrist gently before pulling me to stand. I leaned onto him, I was quite tired from the very stressful and brain-tiring day. He picks me up and I wrap my arms around his neck. He opens his door I hear the sound of the bell and I look at him. He didn't look concerned or worried so I didn't bother to worry about it. I lay my head in the crook of his neck, his smell intoxicating my senses.

  After making it to the bottom of the stairs he sits me down on the island stool. I lay my head against the island and close my eyes. I hear him grab something from a bag and put it in the toaster. A little later I hear a ding, I open my eyes and look up to see what he is doing. He grabbed a frying pan and placed it on the stove. I sit up and stretch, he turns to look at me and then the toaster.

  "Are you hungry, my love, I'm making toast and eggs?" I shake my head no and he continues what he was doing. After he finishes making his plate he sits down next to me and eats. The smell of toast, egg, and ketchup hits me all in one. I started to feel slightly hungry, I glanced at his plate, There were two pieces of toast with ketchup and eggs on it. The sight makes me hungry, he picks up a piece and then slides the plate in front of me.

"Oh, I'm not hungry."

"Yes you are"

"No, I am not"

"Eat it"

"Fine" I finally caved and ate the toast. I finished a little after him. We both stood up and washed our hands and dried them. He picked me up yet again and kissed my forehead. I closed my head and fell asleep before he was able to even reach the stairs. About two hours later I woke up to something stepping on my side. I opened my eyes and saw a cat, it had silky black fur and was quite small. I raised my hand to pet it but it flinched. I don't move my hand and watch it sniff my hand and then rub against it. The door opened and the cat and I both looked at the door. The cat meowed then hopped down and left the room.   

"I see, she likes you." I lay back down ignoring him, salty about the cat leaving. He comes closer to the bed after shutting the door and lays down next to me. He rubs his hand on my shoulders, I shrug his hand off. He wraps his hand around my waist and pulls me close, kissing my shoulders. I felt something hard press against my ass.

"Do you need me to help you with that?" I turned over to face him and sat up on my arm.

"Do you need help with what?" His voice was low and husky. He covered his hard-on with his hand, and I glanced down at the movement.

"Don't look"

"Don't be ashamed it's natural, you just lay back and I'll take care of you." I lay my hands on his chest and trail it down to his stomach. I hear him let out a shaky breath before holding my wrist in place.

  "Are you sure, you don't have to. I can just-" I cut him off with a kiss, he lets go of my wrist and grips the nape of my neck his other hand rubbing the side of my neck. I move my hand over the bulge and rub it and I hear him whimper into my mouth. I remove my hand from him hard-on.

"Please, I need you please."

  "Lay down on your back" He moves over and lays down on his back. I move his legs to the side and sit in between them. After I start to pull down his pants and his boxers along with it, his dick smacks against his chest. I use both hands to grab it, precum starts to drip from his tip. I use my tongue to lick it up. I look up at him making contact with him, his half-lidded and full of desire.

  I lick up and down his base, before putting it into my mouth. I hear him whimper and moan as I bob my head up and down his cock. He moves my hair and grips it, before throwing his head back. He shoves me down to the base causing me to gag, tears pricked my eyes as he cums into my mouth.    He sit up propping himself on one of his hands and using the other one to push me down. His hand trails down to the hem of my shirt before going under it. He kisses my neck as he plays with my chest. I arch against his touch, he then moves his knee between my legs pressing it against my clothed vagina. I grind against his leg for some more friction, whimpering from the sensations. My panties getting uncomfortably wet. He moves his hand from my chest to the waistband of my leggings.

"Wait, I haven't shaved in a while and.." He cut me off before I could even finish my sentence.

"And what about it, shaved or not shaved it doesn't make much of a difference." He said while tracing the hem of my pants.

  "O....okay" He pulled my leggings down and my panties coming down with them. I look up at the ceilings so I don't get embarrassed and insecure but it didn't work very well. I tried to close my legs but he put he spread them and put his body between them before I could close them fully. He rubs his tip on my entrance, I look at him but then turn away and cover my eyes with my elbow.   

  He moves my arm and grabs my jaw positioning it where I have to look at him. He thrusts into me going deeper each time. I moan at the feeling of him inside of me, his slow thrust increase in speed faster than I had expected. He puts his hand by my head holding himself up for support, whimpering and moaning. I wrap my hands around his neck, He leans on me his breath against my neck. He licks and nibbles all over my neck leaving hickeys.

  I grip onto his back scratching it with my nails. I feel his cock twitch inside of me and that very familiar knot builds inside of me. Within a few rough and hard thrusts later I cum onto his cock. He pulls out and cums onto my stomach, moaning loudly. He sits up beads of sweat rolling down his chest. 

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I'm way too lazy and tired to finish it.

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