OUT OF CONTROL (18+)

OUT OF CONTROL (18+)

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture42 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., avr. 30, 2020
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In all my life, I'd never felt anything like this. Lust didn't even begin to cover it. It was a primal, almost savage need that scared the shit out of me. You weren't supposed to have those kinds of feelings for your best friend, but there I was, drowning in it. __________________ He was sprawled out on his bed, his hand wrapped around his cock, jerking off like it was the most normal thing in the world. For a split second, I thought I was imagining things, but nope-this was real. Way too real. He moved fast, yanking the blanket over himself, but it was too late. The image was seared into my brain, and no amount of head-shaking was going to erase it. "Jesus fucking Christ, Ariha! Get the fuck out!" he snapped, his voice low and dangerous, like he was on the edge of losing his shit completely. He tossed his phone aside like it was burning him, and all I could do was stand there, frozen, my eyes still glued to his face. __________________ Revised and Rewritten: August, 2024 Copyright © FastAndDeep 2016 All Rights Reserved.
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They had both been dealt enough tragedy in their short teenaged lives, more than anyone should ever have to endure. Will two self destructive teens coming together do more harm than good? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I don't know what came over me. The poor guy just asked if he could help and I went all 'crazy psycho bitch' on his ass. I couldn't breath. I needed water. I needed air. Fuck why was is it so hot in here. Was it the fact that the moment his hand left my skin I felt an unbearable need to feel his touch again or was it hearing him ask if I needed help that made me feel helpless and broken once again. I didn't know what it was but I felt like I was suffocating, like the jersey I was wearing was strangling every ounce of oxygen from body. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ * This story had been reviewed recently. There are now added scenes and further edits - 2024 *

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