Show Me: Part One
Prompt: Lauren's good at everything she puts her mind to. Except one thing; sex. She's never really paid it any attention until she overheard how unpleased her boyfriend was.
Y/N Y/L/N was the attractive basketball player down to ‘help' anyone who needed it. So Lauren asks her for help.
“…I mean she's not extremely bad, but I've had better. I just don't know how someone as sexy as her can't be quiet, always tries to dominate; its like she has the dick sometimes." Lauren's ungrateful boyfriend Brad complained to his friends on the football team. He had a fierce, sexy goddess of a girlfriend- Lauren Jauregui who only needed to be guided instead of thrown under the bus like she was. Still, she'd heard enough to feel bad. She had a solution though; Y/N.
Y/N Y/L/N was the captain and star of the basketball team. She had beautiful gray eyes that shined whenever they were happy and looked like storm clouds whenever they were sad: which was rare for the normally preppy teenager. She obviously had a killer body from working out and practicing so much, and an ass almost as big as Lauren's. The biggest thing (literally) about her though was the extra package she sported between her legs. Everyone had found out about it after a certain video of her and one of the cheerleaders surfaced on Snapchat, but the girl knew she couldn't be embarrassed about it. She was possibly bigger than males twice her age and took pride in assisting anyone who came to her for ‘assistance'. Lauren was sure she'd be able to get what she wanted from her.
“Heard you were looking for me Jauregui. What's up?" Lauren took in the cheerleader's appearance as she sat down: a black baseball cap perched on her head, an olive green baseball jersey with ‘Legend' embedded on the left side, khaki joggers and black Nike slides, indicating she'd probably come from practice and hadn't changed shoes. The green eyed girl gawked over how sexy her hopefully soon-to-be counterpart looked and regained her composure when she cleared her throat.
“S-sorry," she grimaced as the librarian shushed her and lowered her voice as she tried again to proposition the girl in front of her. “Well I know that you have- well expertise in what I'm looking for." The basketball player nodded; something of an understanding in mind as she urged the girl to continue.
“I want you to show me how to- well its not that-"
“—You want me to show you how to be more appealing to Brad in bed. He's not so discrete about expressing his dissatisfaction." She quickly added, noticing the girls confused face. She honestly felt bad. This girl was really into someone who honestly couldn't give two fucks about sparing her feelings. Nevertheless, it wasn't her right to be involved in her clients personal affairs. She severed to provide sexual favors and assistance.
“Don't be discouraged love. Personally, your boyfriend is a piece of shit that doesn't know what he's probably missing," Lauren blushed as the basketball player cupped her cheek and sighed.
“Meet me by my lockers after school. I only hope I can last that long." Lauren hungrily eyed Y/N's crotch, the prominent bulge practically calling out to her. She was more sure now than ever that she wanted Y/N's help. Brad could never grow a bulge like Y/N did, and he definitely couldn't please just as much as Lauren couldn't; only difference; he really couldn't please. He would always pass out and get himself off leaving Lauren to fend for herself many, many times. Leaving out of the library, the green eyed girl left with a bit more confidence and definetely a better mindset.
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Lauren practically sprinted out of her last period class, more than ready to get started with her new lover. To a certain extent, this was cheating, but Lauren could honestly care less as she approached the basketball player who was busy texting away on her phone. Y/N sighed as she looked up, typical parent abandonment issues. Her parents hated the way she was born and almost anything else. They favored her younger sister and brother who idolized her not knowing anything was technically wrong. Despite all the trouble, she still vied for their attention. They'd never come to any of her games or given her any kind of support. Still, she wanted their love.
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FanficThis is dedicated to Lauren Michelle Jauregui and her extremely gorgeous mind, voluptuous body, and carefree soul. #6/27