All Chapters of Falling For The Bad Girl : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Kristen sat down with her legs on the table and cigarettes at the corner of her lips. A bottle of champagne was on her right hand with her eyes closed and smoke puffing out from her nostril. She had been smoking and drinking for a while yet she didn't get drunk or even get tired of smoking. It's something her system was used to. It's been over an hour since she arrived at the bar, sitting by herself was all she wanted for the evening.Men had approached her severally but she turned every one of them down. Her purpose of coming out tonight was to get some good sex but getting to the bar, she had a change of mind. Drinking and smoking was the only thing she could do to take her mind off the aching between her legs. She was sitting at the farthest end of the bar off the main clubhouse where it was hard to tell what she looked like. The dim light was not doing justice to her pretty face. She was not alone, people who came for different purposes were seen doing one thing or the other

Kristen returned a few moments later with a black rubber belt and smiled cozy at Frederick who was obviously lost in the moment. The lady standing in front of him had captured him with everything in her. She is gorgeous and a dare Devil too. His friends were nowhere to be seen. Each had left with the girls leaving only him at their table. The club was filled now and loud music could be heard and people were dancing and screaming. It was what it should be every Friday night. "Oh poor boy, your friends left you," she said and climbed onto the table. Frederick followed her every movement with his eyes. Kristen ran her tongue on her lips and pulled her gown a bit up, revealing her pinky pantie. Frederick swallowed at the sight of her pantie. He couldn't tear his eyes off her. "Do you want to know what I can do?" She asked seductively but was disappointed he did not answer her rather he moped at her. Something like this is a huge turn-off for her.She rolled her

Kristen had her hands on her Pussy massaging it while Frederick sucked the hell out of her. She was moaning with great pleasure which seemed to please Frederick. It got to a point, Frederick aided her after he pulled her pants halfway and started playing with her clitoris and took intervals in sucking her boobs. Kristen waited for him to do something else and it looked like he was not going to so she guarded his finger into her hole and he got the message. He pulled away from her boobs and smiled, "are you feeling good?" Feeling good wasn't the right word for Kristen, she was feeling more than good but because she wants him to do more, she kept mute and indicated he should work on her pussy. Frederick understood the message and started thrusting in with his finger after he had played with her pussy lips for a while. A finger was not enough so he added more two and thrusts at an average pace. Kristen buckled her hips to meet his thrust as she moaned loudly. No

The doorbell woke Frederick up and he hissed out loudly."Who the hell is disturbing my peace this morning?" He grumpily said with his eyes still closed. He got home and went to bed due to tiredness. The bell came again and he got down from the bed, picked his robe and threw it over his body, and took a long stroll out of his bedroom. He rushed down the stairs and pulled the main door open after looking through the pinhole. "You don't have to wake me up so early like this. What happened to your house?" Larry pushed him away and got inside. "Dude, you disappeared without a trace last night. I called you severally but no way so I had to come here to see if you are home or you have been killed by the black Devilish Angel" Frederick frowned deeply, causing wrinkles on his forehead. He can't believe that Larry would be in his home as early as six to ask if he has been killed or is still alive. Understandably, Larry is looking out for him but he should have called again.

"Ladies of these days have no shame, I know I swear not to judge her wrongly but then this attitude of hers is not good at all. She should at least cover up and behave decently at all times whether at home or not,"Naomi soliloquized in Kristen's absence. The couch felt so hot for her because to her, being there was kind of associating with the lady Kristen is. Nothing is holding her from leaving the house, she chooses to be rooted there and in her mind, condemning the poor girl. Kristen, if gets to know what is running through her neighbor's mind, would not bother because people's opinions don't matter to her anymore. She is living her life for herself, not for anyone and it entirely gives her peace of mind to know that people talk about her behind her back and when she gets to hear, she pretends as if she doesn't hear. Not everyone can do this but she does it effortlessly and that makes her a queen of her own world. Kristen returned with a flat breakable plate and c