Zeila's Oneshots

My First Was My Everything (Part 2)

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I just let my clothes fall off my body so I could adorn it in new ones. I glance behind me to see Gen lazily looking at me, eyes set on my body, a small smirk displayed on her face.

It let me know that she was on some type of devious timing. "Whatever you're thinking about doing, stop. Immediately."

I hoped she would heed my warning. She usually never did, but this time, this weird time, all she did was smile and shake her head. "You really wanted to fuck that girl didn't you?"

I groaned. Here she goes teasing me again. "Why are you asking?" Gen just shrugs, smirk still stuck on her smug ass face. "Wearing the strap boxers out and about is crazy if you didn't want to fuck her."

I could feel my face heat up at her astute observation. I was wearing some strap boxers. I thought I was getting some tonight!

"Fuck you," my voice was shot with embarrasment. I crawled into bed next to her and faced the wall, telling myself I would ignore her for the rest of the night.

She always does this, making me feel embarrassed. Always on purpose. Always to make me feel lesser than.

That's why her bitch ass aint my friend. "Come on Tatum. Don't be like that," Genesis laughed, turning me over to see me mega glaring at her. If looks could kill, she'd be long gone.

"Leave me alone." I turned back over, and she immediately made me face her again. "I said don't be like that.

Why you being like that?" Struggling this time because she is pushing against me, I turn back around to face the wall. I wasn't having it tonight.

"Fix your attitude Tatum." Genesis grabs my face and gets all up in my personal space. "You ain't finna lay here with a baby attitude all night. I was kidding alright! Now do what I tell you and stop being like that."

My breath hitched, and I don't know why. Maybe it was the liquor, my prior horniness, the persistent heartbeat between my thighs, I don't know, but the vibe definitely shifted.

I looked Gen in the eyes, and she returned the favor. We stared at each other for a long time. And she never released her grasp on my face. "Genesis?"

My voice was quiet and unsure. But more than that, it was pleading. I didn't know what I was asking or pleading for but Gen seemed to know.

Her lips crashed into mine and I gasped in shock. But that didn't deter her from expertly taking charge, forcing me to fit into her desired rhythm. It felt so taboo.

Yet so electric. Her tongue explored my mouth like it was on an expedition. Our teeth scraped together as I tried desperately to keep up.

I'm not the best kisser but she didn't seem to care. She just held my face in place as she wrecked any resolve I could have with just a simple kiss.

Her hands found their way up my shirt, grasping at my breasts.

She massaged them in a way that made my heart beat faster, my legs squeeze together, and more importantly created a wetness in my core. I moaned staggardly when she pinched my nipples. It broke our rhythm.

But she didn't stop her assault on my body. She kissed down my jaw, to my neck, stopping when I flinched. Genesis had found a particularly sensitive part of me and directed her attention to it.