All Chapters of I Just Wanna Get Laid: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

Quin lay on her side on the living room carpet where they left her. A towel was tucked under her head and another loosely wrapped around her hips. Spunk still dried in sticky smears on her face, tits, and thighs. Both holes kept leaking in slow warm streams onto the towel underneath her. Quin couldn’t muster the energy to close her legs. Couldn't clean herself up.But her eyes were wide open.A few feet away, Elise knelt on all fours on the couch with her back arched and her ass raised up. Nate was pounding into her hard from behind while Jordan used his mouth. Flesh slapping against flesh sounds filled the room. Elise met every thrust without even a hint of reluctance. She pushed her hips backwards into each stroke as if inviting Nate to go deeper.When Jordan pulled out of her mouth so she could catch her breath, a thick string of saliva connected his cockhead to her tongue. Elise didn't wipe it away. Instead, she looked up at Jordan with her glossy eyes and panted,"Ram it back int

Quin was awake before the sun came up.For several minutes she lay unmoving in the living room, listening to the breathing that sounded from a nearby couch and smelling the scents of sex, sweat, and last night's beer. Her whole body was sore.She thought about it carefully, the way she did every time something had gone further than she had intended it to. Her jaw was sore, her throat burned, her insides ached as though she had been bruised inside. Her thighs were sticky. Dried semen pulled at her skin when she shifted her position. Some time during the night someone had thrown a towel over her hips; it was now wet and cold.Fragments of yesterday appeared before her without being invited.The storage room under the dock. Liam and Marcus. The silver dress that was lying on the floor. Nate's car. The house. Five men. The voice of Elise telling her to keep her tongue out. Opening up on the table. The Blonde woman riding her face while another one was fucking her from behind. Semen on h

The Grand Mercer’s corridor on the fourteenth floor was quiet except for the hum of the air conditioning system. The keycard Quin had clicked in the door lock of room 1140. The door clicked as it accepted her keycard and closed itself behind her with a soft click.Douglas stood with his back to her at the window with his suit jacket draped over the chair and his sleeves rolled to the elbows. He did not turn until he allowed the light of the city to silhouette his body and the silence to drive her heart faster. She waited in the entrance of the room long enough for the diploma cover in her hand to seem childish and inappropriate.When he did finally turn and see her, the eyes passed over her dress, clean hair, and the picture-perfect graduate that her mother had captured an hour earlier."You should put that down," he said.She placed the diploma on the console. He moved to her in two steps, caught her face between his hands and kissed her like he had planned to throughout the whole

The path along the river got narrower as the afternoon slid into the evening. Families left the place for parking lots and dinner reservations. Mom was walking with her arm linked to Quin's, still chattering in that bright stream, which sustained her through the dinner, about her cousin they were meeting for cocktails, about the morning flight, and about how the hotel promised to let them out later.Douglas walked on Mom's other side. Occasionally, when the path narrowed, his shoulder touched hers. To anyone who passed them, the family appeared to be exactly what it seemed to be: mother, daughter, stepfather, and the perfect composition of the family in the photograph after the tassel was turned.Quin's body knew something else. The pain between her legs had turned into a steady, underlying presence. No matter where she walked, she could feel him. No matter where she stood, she could feel him. The knowledge lurked under her clothes, the second pulse that Mom must not hear.They separa

The week after graduation seemed more like an unraveling rather than an ending.Quin remained at the apartment while everybody else was departing. Jade had three more days left to fulfill their lease and decided to make use of them in order to say farewell to the campus, quintessential coffee on the quad at random hours, walking along the health-sciences building, an evening on the roof of their building, sipping warm wine and reminiscing. Maya moved between her family obligations and the city where her residency interviews had been most successful. The three of them stayed at the same apartment that was already familiar as a guesthouse to them.They had some errands to perform. Quin returned the gown. She filled out some paperwork that the registrar wanted just at the last minute. She stood in line at the student health center and asked them to provide her with the immunization records she would need later. She had to listen to the first-year talking about organic chemistry in fro