if it has baby it's in dans prospective, if it's in babe it's in Phil's, unless stated otherwise.
"fuck dan you're so hot- ugh I'm gonna cum"
It was Friday evening and some jock was fucking me, everyone at my school was boring. They couldn't fuck me good enough. Lucky me I'm going to college soon. It was always a challenge to even get to a climax.
The jock was laying on the bed next to me "okay this isn't a rest stop-" I say looking at him with an annoyed expression placed upon my face. "take a hint; get the fuck out!" I say rolling my eyes. His eyes widen "god what the hells wrong with you?" He ask while he puts on his clothes. I don't answer just wave my hands in a manner saying 'leave. Thanks'
Once the idiot finally was out of my house I skip downstairs nothing but a t-shirt and some lace panties on. It was almost eight and I had a party to get to.
I got into the shower, washing the cherry shampoo out of my hair and the same with the conditioner. I grabbed my light pink loofah and pour a nice amount of my cinnamon body soap onto it.
Once Dan was finished he got out wrapping a towel around his body. He went into his room going straight to his closet, grabbing a tight, short, red dress and black hells, and a black leather jacket. Dan slid the dress onto his tan skin.
Dan coated his eyelashes in mascara and put on a coat of red lip stick.
when will you be at the party , missing that lovely body of yours.
I'll be there soon, chill your dick Oliver.
Oli was a college boy and we had flings a couple of times at parties, nothing serious. It was almost ten when I left the house, I decided to walk not wanting to accidentally drive drunk.
When I got the party teens and people in their early 20's were all drunk, getting drunk or high. Frat parties are my favorite. I always end up blackout drunk, and with some college kid I don't even know, unless it was oli.
I poured me a shot of vodka, downing it. Before pouring me this fruity drink. I looked for five more minutes before I saw Oliver and a couple of other guys sitting on the couches. I walked over and sat down on Oliver's lap.
"Hi babe." I whisper to the older lad. He smirks and presses a lust filled kiss on my lips. It was over as quick as it started making me pout a little.
"Anyways have you met the guys?" I look around, all of them were fairly attractive but this one guy caught me eyes more than the other, more than oli. He had jet black hair, pale skin, and piercing green blue eyes. He was so perfect. He winks at me, probably noticing I was staring.
I smirk before turning back to Oliver "nope" I answer while taking a long drag from a blunt, some guy passed me. "Well that's alex-" he points at the one who passed me the blunt. "Jack, his boyfriend, that's Chris and Pj and the pale fella over there is Phil" Phil I think daddy would work better.
Phil had this weird sinister but lustful look fogging his eyes. The look itself turned me on. 'Kitchen' I mouth to him before chugging the last of my drink "alright I'll be back, I'm gonna get another drink." I stand up before walking towards the kitchen, hearing a faint "yeah me too" from Phil.
I was pouring some random drink when someone put their hands on my waist, from behind me. "hey Danny boy" Phil. I shivered as his breath hits my neck. His lips less then a centimeter away from my neck. "Any reason I needed to come get a drink with you?" I turn around, my confidence draining away under his stair. I simply just nod, my lips parting slightly. His hands makes its way to my lips, his thumb running over my bottom lip. I whimper, no ones ever had this effect on me, ever. "god baby, you have no idea what I'm gonna do to you" he whispers before a angry oli pulled him off of me. "Phil, get your own slut. This ones mine!"
Phil just smirks "chill out Oliver, we were just having a little fun weren't we?" He says his eyes scanning my body again. "Oh my fuck Oliver, we aren't dating and I'm not your anything you dick." I roll my eyes grabbing Phil by his jacket pushing him up against the nearest wall and pushing my lips against his in a heated, messy, but hot kiss. Phil's hand runs down my back before he grabs my ass.
"fuck you Howell." I hear Oliver's voice say before he walks off. I pull away for air. Phil smirks down at me "wow Danny boy, didn't know you had it in ya" my confidence lowers and I blush "yeah.." he chuckles "don't get all shy on my now baby" his hands were resting on my hips. "Let's go sit down" he says in a whisper.
We were sitting on the floor in a circle with a bunch of other girls and guys, passing a bong around. As Phil was taking a hit I placed my hand on his knee slowly tracing my fingers closer and closer to his prized possession. He passed the bong to the girl next to him and looked at me with a glare "not here. Not now" he says quietly. "okay, daddy" he tenses before grabbing my hand, pulling me up and into the bathroom.
"Suck my dick" he says bluntly. I shrug "maybe some other time.." I smirk. His lips part "no you can't leave me like this Danny boy" "hmm I think I can, babe" I whisper "give me your phone. " he does so. I type my number in putting my name as 'your slut' before placing one last heated kiss on his lips and leaving the party.
Ugh I'm so ready for this y'all. Omg
