Kinky Is Me

Chapter 4

"You're gonna think I'm weird. But.. I.. Still fantasize about that." I hurry and reply. "About what?" He sends back. "What we used to talk about, what we used to want." I say. "Fucking?" He asks me. "Well that and just us in general. I still want you to be my first Chase." I state. "You want me to?" He asks me. "Yeah. Because I'm comfortable around you and I trust you. I always have." I told him. A few minutes later my phone lights up, "I know." He says. "And you didn't finish what you started this morning." I bravely say. "What do you mean? Fingering you?" He asks. "Yeah. You left me hanging. Don't start something you can't finish." I truthfully say. Because he did in fact leave me hanging! "So you want me to finger you?" He asks me again. "Yeah, I guess." I say. I know I love that boy, and he's the only one I can't control myself with. I don't know why, but he has all of me in the palm of his hands. I just wish I would've taken that chance when he was mine. And I notice my phone light up again, "Do you finger yourself?" He asks. And I know he's being stupid, because he knows that I do. I do all the time, I've sent him pictures/videos before. And the video was a one time thing. But still, every time I start to fantasize about us fucking, it drives me crazy. I want Chases touch, no, I need it. I would do anything to get that boy back. Anything.

DING DING DING the bell rings letting me know its time to head on down to fourth period, which is Spanish/lunch/Spanish. We have the split schedules, it's new for me. I like it, it seems like it makes the day go by faster. You know? Anyways, we get into Spanish and Heather sees me texting someone with a huge smile on my face; and that girl knows me like the back of her hand, let me tell ya. "Who're you texting, Destiny?" She asks. "Uh.. Someone I shouldn't be." I say. Because I really shouldn't be. "Is it someone you see in the mornings?" She asks. She's catching on. "Yeah." I say. "Des, you know what you're getting yourself in to.. You're just getting your hopes up and you're going to get hurt." She states. And blah blah blah. Obviously, I don't care. I know we won't ever date, and I can deal with that. "I know. We're just talking as friends." I defend myself. She aggravates me sometimes. I haven't talked to him in so long, I'm so happy we're on talking terms. I'll take anything I can get.

While we sit there and listen to Mr. McDonnie lecture us over the countries, their nationalities, and their capital I can't help but let my mind wonder off..

•I had just came home from school, and Chase had told me to come over. So I knock on the door, I'm not sure if his mom's home or not. "Come in!" You hear his voice and it instantly brings a smile to my face. I open the door, and take off my shoes only to be push up against a wall with lips on mine. "Thank god I came here!" thought to myself. Chase had his hands at my sides, he had a tight grip on me, and he was standing so close to me while he was kissing me. I couldn't help but push myself harder against him, I wanted him bad. He moved his hands to my ass, and make it jiggle then he slapped it hard. And that is a huge turn on for me. "Mmmm." I groan into his mouth, because that felt so good. I could feel myself get wet, almost like I felt it run all the way down my clit, like droplet. Chase stopped kissing me only to start at my neck and work his way down, driving me insane. He's such a tease, so I thought I could play back just as good. So I started rubbing his huge length through his shorts, that's the plus side. It's like Chase was black from the waist down, because he has such a big and wide dick. I felt him get harder than he already was, and I couldn't take it any longer. I jerked him out of his pants and I started to feel all of him, and I took advantage of it and decided to have some fun myself..•

"Okay guys, go to lunch and when we get back we'll practice that." Mr. McDonnie says. He's so annoying. We go into lunch and I see Chase and I knew I was wet from that day dream. No one has any clue how bad I want that. How bad I want Chase inside me, being the roughest he can be.

I never knew I would be into that rough sex or anything until read '50 Shades of Grey' now, it's like that's all I want. I want that hard rough stuff. I want tied to a bed and forced pleasure when I thought I couldn't cum anymore. There was one thing I have tried and tried to get myself do to, and that was squirt. I wish I could do that so bad. All the guys say its so hot, so I figured I could give it a try. And I have, but I've epically failed each time. I know that it would be more successful if someone helped me. Someone like Chase. I just have that feeling that he will be my first for everything. And I don't have a problem with that. ;)