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Tag 3 (Shawmila)

One-nightstand
Von Vanessa VanNessa007

"One more shot." She said. Wasted and in pain. The last shot was always the worst. It meant that soon she'd be sober again and the last bit of her soul that still stayed in her body, would soon vanish away. But it was time to go home, drinking no longer helped.

Camila stumbled her way out of the bar, her vision blurry due to the tears and head throbbing as if a thousand needles perforated her brain.
Three weeks since she caught her ex-boyfriend Matthew cheating on her, and she still suffered with every breath she took.

They met back in freshman year and started dating after junior prom. He was her first and only love, the only person she has ever been with. And now at the age of 23, she was single once again.

Looking for a cab, a black Mercedes drove by. "Get in!" the driver said, after rolling down the window of his expensive-looking car. If she were sober, Camila would have never gotten in but again, she was wasted. So, she opened the door and entered the vehicle, not even thinking about the possible consequences. Breath by Little Mix played on the radio, just loud enough for her to recognise the song. 'My baby don't love me no more, and it hurts like hell, it's like I don't love myself' her eyes watering because of the lyrics.

'Kinda hate it that I love ya, tryna let you go' the mysterious driver noticed her tears and turned the radio off. Still facing the window, she noticed him staring at her. Slowly he reached for her thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze.

He didn't talk, like at all. He stayed silent during the entire drive. As she proceeded to tell him her address, he shook his head and told her to stay silent, so she did. Anxiety kicked in, the alcohol in her system suddenly not enough for her to stay calm. What should Camila do? Jump off?

Five minutes later he pulled up in her entrance. She made it home safe, what a surprise! "How much was it and why did you know where I live? Are some sort of stalker? Are you going to rape me?" The guy looked shocked and confused, but on top of that very amused. "Not a stalker, I'm Shawn, Sophie's brother. She asked me to pick you up. Get out of my car, before I do rape you. I need to get home." Mila's eyes shot wide open; fear was evident in her eyes. "Chill, I'm just joking. Go get some rest, you look wasted."

At first Camila did not notice how his hazel eyes shone in the moonlight but once she did, the mixture of his eyes and bright smile made something inside her twirl. He went in for a hug, his scent turning her even more on. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or the fact she barely had sex with her ex, but something about that guy got her attention. And by the bulge in his pants, she could tell, she also grabbed his attention.

"That does not look comfortable." Camila said, pointing at his trousers. He looked down, saw his growing erection, and blushed. Thank god it was dark, and she could barely see his face. "Maybe you should come in." She suggested. He was surprised at first but did not turn her offer down.

They stumbled to her front door, lips locked and fighting to find the right key. After she pulled the door open, he closed it, pressing her body against it as he kissed her with fierce. She was small, like really really small, so tired of bending, he hoisted her up. Hands squeezing her ass, making her pussy wetter than she thought she could ever be.

"Room. Second door on the right." She managed to say in between kisses. He did what he was told and carried her to the room, never ending the kiss. Shawn threw her in bed and took off his clothes, her eyes fixed on his jacked body. "Wanna take a picture? It will last longer!" He said with a smirk, she blushed really hard. "You look cute when you blush!"

"Shut up and kiss me." She said, rolling her beautiful brown eyes. He slowly approached her, like a lion, ready to attack its prey and climbed on top of her. He started kissing her already swollen lips again. Hands were all over her body. In a smooth movement he took of her dress, leaving her in only her panties. "No bra? I like that!" He pointed out before lowering his head to her nipples, massaging one between his fingers and sucking on the other as if his life depended on it.

"This stays between us!" He whispered in her ear, licking it afterwards. Still in some sort of trance, she just nodded her head and closed her eyes as his kisses were taking a more forbidden route.

First the brown-haired guy kissed her neck, sucking at it and leaving some marks, then he proceeded to leave kisses on the valley between her breasts, before sucking on her nipples once again. Unvoluntary moans left her mouth. Camila was turned on beyond belief. He stopped for a second to adjust the uncomfortable erection on his boxers. Then he went on, kissing her belly until he got to her thighs, there he decided to leave some more marks. Shawn looked at her as if seeking approval, so she nodded.

With his teeth the guy took of her panties, exposing her beautiful pink pussy. He ran his tongue through her entrance and another moan escaped her lips, taking that as an approval, he proceeded to fuck her with his tongue. Never has Camila felt such pleasure before. "I'm gonna cum!" And he stopped.

"What? Why?" She protested. "Keep going. I was so close!" She whimpered, the growing smirk on his lips only infuriated her more. "My turn. Suck me!" He spoke up, before laying down on his back. Camila grabbed his cock and slowly licking his base. The sweet taste of pre-cum in her lips, only turning her on.

He let out a loud growl as she shoved his member deep into the back of her throat. "Suck it you little slut!" He said, eyes closed and enjoying every second of this. And then she stopped. "Fuck me Shawn, fuck me now!" He grabbed her by the hair and threw her back in the bed. Her butt facing the celling.

She screamed as he took her doggy-style. Sweat covered their bodies, only their moans and the sound of him slamming into her were to be heard. They went along with it all night, changing positions. She moaned, he moaned, he made her cum, and she made him cum. Nothing so wrong has ever felt so right.

In the morning as she woke, she kept wondering if it had all been just a dream, but the bruises on her body told her a whole other story.

She missed the guy who gave her company last night. Something inside her told her, this wouldn't be the last time they met, maybe that little something was his cum still dripping from her ass.

"What a breath-taking night," she thought to herself.

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