I can't say no" "I'm just curious, how does this… how did it start? Like did he just show up one day, you undressed, got in the bed with him, and that's it? Then you couldn't stop, you keep on doing it any day and any time it is desired? Even in office?" And the words exited from my lips with disgust. "Yeah something like that…" "Wow. Things happen" Halen was quiet for a while, and I scanned through her face which showed an expression of going down memory lane. "he is my cousin, yeah, it all might be a bad—" "It is." I cut in, without thinking. "He is my cousin. And I still love him as one…" "Don't call it love. Is lust" I said, and slowly let my body rest on the bed, with my head lifted by my hands, and my eyes upon the ceiling fan, lost in thoughts. "I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't have to." "Hmm, is there any excuse for such?" I was in the abrupt stage of mind, and my body responded as such. "He had a girlfrien
A part of me however, felt like I had been saved from having sex with my cousin, and the other part of me felt like killing reality and going back to the fuck. But, I wished it was real, because it was sweet! "So…" slhe continued. "Who's the lucky guy?" He asked, my face showed nothing but a puzzly sketch. "Lucky guy?" I chuckled. "Yes Arianne. Who were you dreaming of? Or should I say, lucky girl?" "Umm, I could be having sex with a demon or something" I shrugged. "You believe in that bullshit? Ain't nothing like that sweetheart, is just the work of your mind. It produces someone, and makes you have sex with them, while in reality you come?" I bounced on his theory, and was glad he didn't continue with the lucky guy and lucky girl thingy. "Aren't you going to work?" He asked as he opened the door, holding the handle as the door opened halfway. "Right. That's what everyone cares about, work, work, not my studies. Work, so that I woul
I gradually slid out of the office to talk to Kale but had to halt to thinks things true, Matt didn't treat me right, if he did, I wouldn't think of getting it elsewhere. If he can do anything he wanted, why can't I? This could be my one short at true love and who knows, I might find true love too. That was when I realized that I was in for something. Maybe this was right after all. I thought. I looked at my back to check if there was anyone looking as well– to see if anyone caught me staring. No one was looking, I exhaled and walked on briskly until I reached Kale's side, walking at his pace. "Hey!" I greeted. "Oh hey" he greeted back with a smile that sketched through his lips and cheeks. He ran his fingers through his hair, moving it backwards and his face smoothed out, while his eyebrows moved up a bit. I must have said wow in my mind. "So how was your night?" I asked. And he looked as if i wasn't referring to him, with style, he looked around then at
I turned over, and then faced up and spreaded my legs. He got out of the bed and knelt down beside the bed, he carried his hands to my waist and pulled it closer, close enough to the bed's edge. He wasn't terrible at it, at all. He sucked me, he kept on sucking me till I started whispering urgent imprecations of closeness to the edge, and he rolled his tongue more and more, wiggling as well, and licked the clit like he was licking candy, and I held his head, pushing it in. He didn't stop even after he felt my quick quick, and the sound of orgasm from my lips and the movement from my spine down to my waist, followed by a snatching sob, when I had gone over it. I was trying to catch my breath, for it was very pleasurable and I was glad he was pleased, when I took the turn to suck the living out of his Johnson, even though I was terrible at it. So, we kissed till we fell asleep. We did it more often after. So, did you think I wouldn't want him to make love to me
I was already trapped in the cages of a Goodnight's sleep, when the disturbing and annoying creaky sound of the door opened the gate back to reality, and a familiar figure ushered itself in, and the shape was merely drawn apart from the darkness of the night. But what didn't strain my night vision was the bright glance, accompanying the figure; that was halfway drawn, as if it was a flying ghost. But I was sure, a leg or two must be attached! My eyes were still converging in sleep, and I was barely aware of the present. I loosely rolled over on the bed and had my right hand click the light button at the top of my bed. And I immediately forced my shuttering eyes open at the sight of Pascal. And all the guards of wonders, scattered around my head, wondering what he was doing in my room, late at night. His expressionless gaze was laced with the innocence of his handsome face, and he stood like he had come to take what was rightfully his, by force. His top was
... He kissed me with so much energy as if he had been wanting to do that, he wasn't letting go, and I wasn't ready to let go either. Our eyes were shut off from the lights of reality while we sang with our lips and tongues in the dark chambers of blossom-out. There would always be a dumbass who would Interrupt rare moments like this. "Am I interrupting?" A voice echoed in. We quickly disembarked, but I was trying to catch my breath; the kiss was awesome and unexpected. I rolled my face over to his neck, and hugged him. "Am I interrupting?" Said the voice again. It was a short and slim officer learning in the music hall. Kale And I left each other with a smile. And he nodded in no to the officer And when he came in, others started coming as well. "Seems like our own lesson is over" I said, with a satisfied smile. I was so happy. We stayed until the next one hour, when everyone started retreating and we were about to leave too. "So, wh
Liliane came close to me, close enough to make Kale jealous. But Liliane doesn't care. Kale didn't remove her gaze from us either. "So, how do you like your new stuff?" She asked with a devious smile. I looked at her and looked back at the stuff, mostly the bag. It looked expensive, and really was expensive. I was speechless. I took the bag and a paper card fell off from the bag to the ground. I picked it up and tore it open , and that was another phase of surprise; Sorry for what they did, I hope this works. It read. I looked back at Liliane with my eyes wide open. "Courtesy of Donna" she smiled so broadly, caressing my back. Kale turned to her back and brought out a book, looking into it. But there was only one thing in my mind. It would have been better if it was Liliane who bought it. I feared that I might have to pay back in some other way, some time soon. It dawned on me that Miss Donna hadn't gone over me, because if she really did buy
The days were rolling fast and I had been trying my best in avoiding Liliane, and Miss Donna, at all cost.Even intentionally missing school. I would rather stay back home and do nothing than lose my value by meddling with those two lesbians. I thought highly of myself, and preferred modesty and upholding good morals, even though sometimes I crossed the lines– not as much as theirs though. But even though I liked that I stayed clean, it was all that mattered. I decided to pull up at school but keep a low profile. Liliane would surely see me, but I would try as much as possible not to let Miss Donna see me. I was in class, when Beth and Liliane gathered around Halen. It wasn't a good mood. I didn't care too much about it anyway, Halen hated me, it was only fair to dislike her as well. Unlike Liliane, she wasn't so active, as she would normally be in class, she seemed cold. Her face was pale, and her eyes were reddish, though not too much, but it just wasn't clear e