Fabulous Fifteen (An Elite Eight Story #5)

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The man's licking of Sairah Pinnock's private area was making her feel nauseous.

Ugh. Could this get any more boring? She asked in her head. It had been quite a few weeks since her little sister's girlfriend had visited her and she still had the encounter in the back of her mind. Every day since then she had thought about the kiss they had shared. It had been nice. And ever since then I've found sex with all of these guys boring.

"I'm just getting started babe." The man moved up to Sairah's lips and began to kiss her.

Sairah squinted and pushed him away. "Okay. That's enough." She moved from under him and sat up. "Get out." She pointed to the exit of her room.

The guy whose name was Tom frowned. "Wh-what? Why? What's w-wrong?" He moved from the bed and stood next to it.

Sairah shook her head and repeated herself. "Just go."

Tom felt his mood plummet at an alarmingly fast rate. He had just gotten a high from this chick. Her pussy had been on fire. "What's wrong with you? Do you not like big cocks?" He pointed to his junk. He was wearing no clothes.

Sairah looked at it. "Yeah it's huge and all but I'm not in the mood." She pressed her elbow in her thigh and held her head with a hand.

Tom asked for more of an explanation but the chick refused. He picked up his clothes and got dressed then left her wondering what he did wrong.

Sairah looked at the door as it locked. "He actually did have a really big cock." Those would usually drive her crazy. She groaned then hopped out of bed to get some clothes on. "What the hell is wrong with me?" She asked pulling on some lingerie. After Jesy had stopped by she had called her little sister but the kid had not wanted to listen and had seemed convinced that she was pranking her. "What a dork. I could have sworn I heard her say 'April is a fool'. What does that even mean?"

When Sairah finished dressing she fell on her back into bed. "What the hell is my f*cking purpose?" Today for her would have been classified as a great day for others. She had gotten back excellent results from her last tests and had gone out with friends. Around evening she had went out with that Tom guy and they came back to her room to get down. He was probably the fifth guy for the week. Maybe something like the thousandth in her entire life. "Do I have a problem?"

The girl sat up and looked to her window. There was a view of the moonlit sky. "I feel like Leigh after the other one died. She must have done this a lot." She shook her head. "I . . . I'm turning into my lame sister." That was the saddest thing she could think of. She did not want to cry about it so instead just stared out. "I'll fall asleep in a bit." She said. "I should talk to Sian about life. She always has the most encouraging words to give people. Perfect little bitch."

Sairah had been staring blandly at the night sky until she saw something flying from outside to her window. It looked like a . . . person!

The person landed in the window and then hopped into the room. "What's up Sissy?" Jesy's cool voice asked walking up to her bed. She took in Sairah's attire. "Well you look lovely." She squeezed one of Sairah's breasts.

Sairah was speechless. "B-b-b-but . . . how did you . . ." She looked from the window to Jesy.

Jesy looked to the window and then at Sairah. Her smirk not leaving her lips. "Oh yeah . . . I guess I should tell you." She sat next to the girl clad in only lingerie. "I- and well your sister and my friends all have freaky powers." She stated calmly. "Cool eh?" She wriggled her brows.

Sairah's jaw dropped. "Wait . . . what?" That didn't make any sense to her.

Jesy laughed. "It's alright. If you want, just don't try to understand it."