A Mocha Brown Dude.

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Cyn

"Erica stawwwp." Erica is currently trying to rape me in the locker room. She started to pull up my dress and I knew I shouldn't have wore this damn dress to school.

"Stop Cyn and let me have her." She growled in my ear holding one hand behind my back as her other hand reached in my panties.

She squeezed my lower lips together making me moan. She walked us into a shower closing the curtain and she held on to my lips. I started a slow pant, this shit is feeling amazing.

She sucked my neck harshly while her fingers played with my clit. I want it now she gone make me bust. My arms wrapped around her neck tight when she slid her fingers deep inside me.

I love her tiny penis fingers. Her pace picked up and she constantly hit my spot my moaning growing in volume. She kissed my lips to muffle my screams and her fingers jamming inside of me. My face got hot and my toes curled so tight my sandle came off. I dropped my head deep in her neck screaming and sucking it for dear life.

Then she stopped. I almost had a heart attack.

"Baby oomafreaakenGossssssh why you stop?!" She took her hand out and let go of my waist.

"Gotta blast." She grabbed her purse and zoomed outta the locker room.

"I can't stand yo assss man." I yelled and it echoed through the locker room while the door shut.

I started to walk out the locker room after I fixed myself. I sweaaaar ima slap the shit outta her. I reached in my bag to grab my phone-.

"I'm so sorry." I picked up my phone and purse after it was dropped by dis dumb ass moron.

"Aye man watch where the fuck you going." I looked up to this mocha brown bald dude.

"I'm sorry beautiful." He looked over my frame and licked his lips. "I'm Joe." He held out his hand.

"And I'm I don't give a fuck bye." I walked away from his bald ass fuck he thought. He looked high as hell anyway. Not green high but white high. 😑

When I turned the corner I was pulled into the janitors closet.

"Ahhhh don't kill me." I screamed and lips connected with mine soft lips. I pulled away tryna find my phone but they pulled me back.

"Stop baby."

Ohhhh it's my baby. I wrapped my arms around her waist feeling her booty. Yup dis my baby. Wait I'm mad at her. I let her go.

"Aye bitch I'm mad at you."

"No you're not." She whispered but I'm dead fucking serious. I back up walking out the storage room and she hot on my tail.

"Well well well if it isn't Ms Santana and Ms Mena. Might I ask why you two are coming out of the janitors closet?" Ms. Union asked and I almost got lost in her chocolate skin.

"Sorry Ms. Union." We mumbled at the same time.

We rushed to Mr Carter's class quick dodging the hell outta that question. I walked in first to Beyonce kissing him?

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