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| My Darkest Hour; Het - Cliff/OFC Dave/OFC | |
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| CarpeDiemBaby | June 23, 2012, 3:36 pm Post #136 |
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Oh my! She's escaping to the prom with Dave at night! That's so fucking exciting! I wanna know what's gonna happen! More pleasee!!
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| Lilith | June 23, 2012, 5:33 pm Post #137 |
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Yay! I'm so happy she is escaping to go with Dave to the prom. :3 I hope they have the best night!!
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| Dave's Girl | June 24, 2012, 7:29 pm Post #138 |
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@Wishful: Haha, Abi is definitely the type to tattle on Kat, isn't she? xD And yay for Dave sneaking her off to prom. Thanks for reading!@Lucifer's Angel: Yup, Dave is wearing a suit and looking kind of ridiculous. You'll see if prom goes all night or not really soon. ^^@Lilith: I know! It's so exciting to escape to prom. They will definitely have a great night. ![]() @CarpeDiemBaby: I agree! I wish someone would steal me away to prom like what Dave is doing with Kat. Here's more! ![]() Chapter XXVII I jump over my schoolbag and other junk thrown haphazardly all over the floor and hurry to the window. Once there, I come to a halt. As I look out of the window, I see that it is a rather long ways down from my window to the ground. I've never been much of a fan of heights and now I find myself hesitating about jumping out the window. What if I rip my new dress in the process? Frowning, I start fiddling with my hands as I try and figure out if there's any other way to get my feet back on solid ground. "Bitch, are you coming or not?" Dave asks a bit impatiently from where he's standing on the ground and tapping his foot at me. "Uh, yeah," I reply, still looking at the ground looming several feet below me. Deciding to just admit my fear to Dave, I say, "I don't like heights so much." Dave snorts at me and rolls his eyes as he admits, "Oh, so that's what this is all about. Seriously though, Kat, it's like a fuckin' four feet down to the ground. Can't you jump that far? No? Okay, well, I'll make a deal with you. You just down from the window and I promise I'll catch you before you hit the ground." I think about Dave's offer for a minute and suppose that it is a rather good one. I sling one leg over the window sill and then swing the other leg over it so that I'm perching on the edge of the window sill. My stomach does somersaults inside me as I look at the long way down to the ground. Gulping, I say, "You are going to catch me...right, Dave?" "We've already been over this," Dave says in a bored voice. "Yes, I'm going to catch you, damn it! Now are you going to hurry up or do I have to sit here all night?" Taking a deep breath, I shut my eyes and push myself away from the window. I'm falling through the air and my breath feels like its being sucked away from me until firm hands grip my waist and stop my fall. I'm set onto the ground and Dave takes a look at me, observing my little black dress for the first time. "Shit! You look good," Dave exclaims, cracking a smile at me as he wraps an arm around my waist and says, "Ready to go to prom?" "Of course!" I nod vigorously. "I've wanted to go to prom since like forever." Dave grins at me and motions me towards the dark car he has parked along the street. My eyes widen as I see that it's a nice car. It's all clean and shiny, much nicer than the car my parents should have replaced about forty years ago. Is this Dave's car? If so, it's really nice. I open the door to the passenger seat and plop inside the car, still looking around at it with awe. Dave gets in the car next to me and starts up the engine as he says, "I know what you're thinking. No, the car's not mine. I borrowed it from Matt. He's a shithead most of the time, but at least he lets me use his car." I remember Matt as one of the guys who owns Dave's apartment. I don't like Matt much. He's a bastard who just wants sex. I sniff in disgust at the mention of Matt and say, "Remember when he was just trying to get in my pants? He's never going to wind up with a girlfriend at this rate." "Heh," Dave laughs as he whizzes through red lights on his way to our school. Prom's going to be held in the gym, so that's where we're going. As we drive along, Dave adds, "You really are kind of easy though, no offense or anything. I think you'd part your legs for me without a second thought, huh?" "Well, I dunno..." I trail off, not liking to think that I'm easy exactly. I wouldn't allow most guys to get this far with me. Dave just happens to be special. "Oh really? We'll see about that," Dave snickers as he parks Matt's car in the crowded parking lot. Suddenly, Dave stretches his hand across the seats and slides it under my dress. He strokes my inner thigh and watches me squeak and glance up at him in shock. Dave laughs and adds, "See? You're at my mercy, bitch. C'mon, let's go. Maybe you'll get bored of prom and we'll have time to do some other shit before the night is over." I nod and tug my dress back down before slipping out of the car and hurrying towards Dave. Dave catches my hand and the two of us start towards the luminous school ahead of us. Light shines through all the windows, making the school look like a bright light in the darkness. As we walk, I think about what Dave has just said and suddenly have a question. "Dave?" I ask curiously as the two of us wind our way through the parking lot. "What's the 'other shit' we might do if we have extra time tonight?" "How about I just leave it up to you?" Dave asks, smirking as we enter the school. For some reason, his words cause shivers to run up and down my spine. I can't help but think that Dave has something in mind that he's not telling me about. I'll worry about that later though. Right now, I'm just looking around in awe at all the dressed-up chicks and dudes in the hallways. I immediately feel a bit self-conscious in my dress. Mine is the skimpiest by far. "Dave!" I hiss in his ear, leaning against him as we weave around the people in an attempt to get to the gym. "Do you think I'm under-dressed?" "Nah, you just look like the slut you are," Dave winks, not making me feel much better about myself. I roll my eyes and decide not to worry about it as the two of us finally enter the gym. The gym seems to have been transformed overnight. Vibrantly colored balloons have been taped along the walls and some are floating around the ceiling. I have no idea how they're going to get down from there, but that's not my problem. Streamers are also strung all around the room. Brightly colored lights shine down from the ceiling. This is much more like a dance floor than a gym! To the right, I see tables filled with food and drink. To the left, I see some photographers taking pictures. "C'mon, let's get something to drink," Dave urges me as he starts tugging me through all the people to get to the food and drink table. I'm more interesting in dancing, but what the hell? We have plenty of time tonight and so I might as well let Dave do what he wants. I'm already really indebted to him for bringing me to prom. Dave stops by the table and grabs two paper cups before filling them with blood red punch. He hands one of the cups to me and holds his out for a toast as he says, "To a hell of a night!" I blush and tap my paper cup against Dave's before taking a long sip of the punch. The punch tastes a little weird. It's not like normal punch. I can just tell that there's something different about it. Looking at my punch suspiciously, I whisper to Dave, "Is it just me or does the punch taste funny?" "It tastes fine to me," Dave, who has already slurped down his first glass of punch and is already pouring himself another glass, answers. Hoping that Dave is right, I decide to finish my punch and then just lean against Dave's shoulder as I watch the dancers. Suddenly, I see a whirl of dark green fabric. Damn! It's Abi! Before I can be spotted, I quickly hide behind Dave and end up looking like an idiot. Dave turns his head, accidentally giving me a face full of ginger hair as he asks, "What the fuck are you doing?" "Shh!" I say, motioning for Dave to keep his voice down. "I'm hiding from Abi! I can't let her know I'm here. If she sees me, she'll tattle to my mother and I'll be in so much trouble." "Shit, you really think she would do that? I thought you two were best friends and all that crap," Dave says, looking a bit surprised that Abi would rat me out to my mother. I don't know for sure that she would, but Abi is pretty unpredictable. I can see her tattling to my mother. "Yeah, she probably would," I admit glumly. "Well, that sucks," Dave says, setting his empty punch cup back on the table as he asks, "So you wanna dance or what? Wait, this song is fucking lame." I've been waiting to dance all night, so I'm not about to let Dave and his lame song problem stop me. I grab his wrist and pull him to the middle of the gym floor as I murmur, "Oh, who gives a shit? Let's dance! I'm not so graceful though, so you'd better watch out for your toes." "Oh crap, did I bring the clumsiest girl in school to prom?" Dave jokes as I pull him amongst the dancing couples. The current song is a bit slow, which is probably a good thing. I can't dance fast without tripping over my own feet and I have a feeling that Dave doesn't like dancing fast either. Tentatively, I put one hand on his shoulder and another hand around his waist. Isn't this the proper dancing position? I honestly have no idea. "God, you're so old-fashioned," Dave rolls my eyes, not liking my dancing position. I blush and shrug my shoulders. Dave takes my arms and wraps them around his neck before he puts his hands on my waist and starts dancing slowly with me. Surprisingly enough, I manage not to step on Dave's feet. Hey, I'm not so bad at this dancing thing! Dave and I dance for a little bit before we find ourselves dancing by the photographers. Dave's eyes glitter mischievously, and before I know it, he has me in front of the photographer. Wrapping an arm around my shoulder, Dave asks the photo dude, "Can you take a picture for us?" "Dave!" I hiss under my breath, thinking that we do not need our picture taken! I've always thought of myself as ugly. If you wanna take a picture of just Dave, then fine. But a picture of us together? Well, let's just say that I'm not all that keen on the idea. Unfortunately, it's too late and Dave already has the photographer taking a photo of us. Dave makes a funny face and sticks out his tongue. Damn, his tongue is sexy looking. I'm too concerned about Dave's tongue and end up forgetting to smile for the picture! Damn it! To be continued... |
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| CarpeDiemBaby | June 24, 2012, 11:44 pm Post #139 |
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I wanna dance an slow song with Dave too... This is so fucking great that I need more!
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| Lilith | June 25, 2012, 12:07 am Post #140 |
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Aw, this is almost like a dream come true for her. :3 Dancing slowly with him in the prom. I hope that pic doesn't end in the wrong hands, though! Moar!
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 25, 2012, 7:42 am Post #141 |
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Ooh, slow dancing with Dave, sweet
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| Gio | June 25, 2012, 9:29 am Post #142 |
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Dancing slow...is Dave getting smoothed by her? I hope so... Love this.
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| Dave's Girl | June 25, 2012, 1:50 pm Post #143 |
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@Lucifer's Angel: Yeah, very cute! Thanks for reading!@Gio: LOL, yeah, I hope so too. I missed your reviews from the other day. It's glad to have you back. ^^@Lilith: I know, it definitely is a dream for her. I guess she's living in a temporary fairytale. And yup, that picture could end up anywhere. x_x Thanks for reading! @CarpeDiemBaby: Hehe, me too! We should all get a chance to dance with Dave. That would be awesome! Here's some more!Chapter XXVIII Dave thanks the photographer and then pulls me back onto the dance floor. I frown at him and moan, "That was a horrible picture! I wasn't even paying attention to the camera." "That's your own fault," Dave points out mercilessly, not looking at all sympathetic. "Why weren't you paying attention to the fucking camera anyways?" "Um, because of you," I admit sheepishly as I look at the floor and add, "I was looking at your tongue." "You are such a dirty girl," Dave whispers in my ear, his breath tickling my skin and making me shiver. Licking his lips rather seductively, Dave asks, "Why were you looking at my tongue, huh? Are you imagining all the places I could put it? Do you want my tongue in you?" Damn! And Dave thinks that I'm the dirty one! I think he's got that screwed up. I ignore Dave's question since I'm too embarrassed to admit that I would like it if Dave would perform oral sex on me and instead stare at the ground some more. It's weird because for some reason, I feel a bit high. A thought suddenly occurs to me and I whip my head upwards as I ask Dave, "Hey, do you think someone might have spiked the punch?" "Don't know, don't fucking care," Dave replies, grinning at me. He reveals pearly white teeth and ruby red lips. I can't help but stare at them. They're so glossy and red. I know Dave doesn't wear makeup, but he should seriously model lip plumper with that perfect mouth of his. I want to kiss him so bad, but we're in public. Before I can battle with my feelings any longer, Dave rolls his eyes and presses his mouth to mine. I sigh into his mouth and enjoy the feel of his cotton candy soft lips on mine. Dave gives me a long, sweet kiss that's pretty uncharacteristic for him. I don't care though. I thoroughly enjoy every second of that kiss. The two of us part and I lean up to Dave and- "Kat! Oh my gosh, hi!" a voice exclaims from my left. I freeze where I am. I know that voice from anywhere. It's Abi! Oh god, what now? I don't want to get into trouble, but it's too late since she's already seen me. Obviously reading into my thoughts to some degree, Dave slinks into the crowd and out of view so that Abi can't see him. "Um, hi Abi. How's your prom night going?" I say, deciding to act like nothing is amiss. "Great!" Abi says in her bubbly voice. I have to admit that she looks really beautiful tonight, even prettier than me. Still smiling happily, Abi asks, "So your mom decided to let you go to prom?" Abi should know my mom well enough to know that she would never let me go to prom, but hey, Abi's just given me a way out of getting into trouble with her. Nodding, I say, "Yup, she did. Crazy, isn't it? I guess she had a change of heart." "Oh, wow. Well, that's awesome!" Abi replies happily. I find it extremely weird that Abi has buys my lie about mother letting me go to prom, but apparently she's going along with it just fine. Once again, I'm struck by Abi's beauty and can't help but feel really jealous. Abi's short blonde hair is smooth and glossy, her makeup has been perfectly applied, and her figure looks amazing in that silky dark green dress. You know, I honestly think she could be a model. I used to wish I could be a model. I guess I was stupid to ever wish for that. I'm not like Abi. I'm plain. "Do you want to hang out with Michael and me for a bit since you don't have a date?" Abi asks me with a carefree, happy smile on her face. This is probably the only time I've seen her this relaxed. Maybe it's the punch. I'm pretty sure it's spiked, but like Dave said, who gives a damn about that? "Thanks for the offer, Abi, but I'm good," I say since I know Dave is waiting for me somewhere in the crowd. "You know me, I'm always a loner." "I guess," Abi nods slightly. "But if you ever want to hang out with us tonight, feel free to come find me!" I nod and then wave to Abi as she goes off to find Michael once again. A sigh of relief exits my lungs. That actually went pretty well. Abi isn't the least bit suspicious of me and certainly won't be running off to call my mom on the telephone and share my little secret. Glancing around, I search the area for Dave, but see no sign of him. Where has that sneaky bastard gone to? He hasn't left me here, has he? I immediately start panicking and twiddle with my hands. I'm pretty paranoid and I can just see Dave leaving me here as a cruel joke. Before I can get too worked up, I take a deep breath and decide that I'm not going to jump to conclusions. If I were Dave, where would I have gone in this huge gym? Ah, yes, Dave would be by the drinks probably trying to get himself drunk. My feet immediately start moving towards the food and drink tables. My features relax a moment later when I find none other than Dave leaning up against the wall with a cup of punch in his hand. Dave looks kind of weird in a suit, but he still looks sexy as hell. I sidle up to Dave and lean against the wall next to him as I say, "Hey. I finally got rid of Abi. Guess what? She's not even suspicious of me." "That's cool," Dave says absentmindedly as he starts towards the table with the drinks once more and says, "Let me get you another drink." I'm about to protest, but then I decide not to. This is prom after all. So what if I get a little drunk? It's not going to kill me. I lean up against the wall and just take in everything about this wonderful night. I listen to the mindless chatter and laughing, watch the dancers swirl by, and smile as I smell something musky from next to me. "Here," Dave says, putting a glass of punch in my hand. I turn to take it from him and almost immediately burst out laughing. A bright red balloon seems to have gotten stuck to Dave's hair and is bobbing up and down by his head. I don't know why balloons get attracted to hair, but they do. I guess I would know why if I had paid a bit more attention in chemistry. Dave raises an eyebrow at me and asks, "What's so damn funny?" "There's a balloon stuck in your hair," I giggle, almost choking as I take a sip of the crimson colored punch. Dave looks over his shoulder and frowns when he sees the balloon. He tries to grab it, but the balloon moves to a different part of his hair. Dave glares at the balloon and tries to grab it again, but once more, it evades him. I can't help but laugh as the balloon keeps avoiding Dave. "Think it's funny, bitch?" Dave smirks as his hand clamps down on the balloon. Grinning mischievously, he tosses the balloon at me so that it's now stuck in my hair! Taking a sip of punch, Dave says, "Now let's see how you like it!" "Dave!" I whine in annoyance as I try to grab the balloon dancing around in my hair and making it all ecstatic. "Now my hair is getting all messed up and I look like crap!" "I don't really give a shit about what you look like as long as your pussy is wet," Dave shrugs, gulping down the rest of his punch glass in one swig. "That's really crude, Dave. Are you drunk?" I ask him as I finally manage to throw the balloon away from me. It will probably go find another nest of hair to bother now. Stupid balloon. Dave just smirks at my question and wraps an arm around my shoulder as he pulls me to him and asks, "Are you?" "That's really not so funny," I frown at Dave, knowing that he's already way too drunk and that I'm going to have to deal with drunk Dave all night. I prefer sober Dave, but I guess it's too late for that. Frowning, I stare into my punch glass and try to think about what to do now. "Hey Kat?" Dave asks, immediately capturing my attention. "Do you wanna get laid tonight?" "Do I...what?" I exclaim, looking at Dave in shock. The truth is that I do want to have sex with Dave, but I wasn't really expecting him to ask me about it in this way. Trying to bide myself a little bit of time, I ask, "With who?" "Oh, shut the fuck up!" Dave groans as he rolls his eyes at me and says, "Alright, how about this: do you wanna have sex with me tonight?" I stare into Dave's drunken brown eyes and let my eyes wander down his pale skin and to his ruby red lips. I really don't think there's any way for me to say no to this. Dave has had me wrapped around his finger since the moment I met him. He knew our relationship would come to this all along. Since I have no words, I just nod. "Good," Dave says, grabbing a chunk of my hair and yanking me next to him as he whispers, "Come on, let's get the hell out of here." To be continued... |
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| CarpeDiemBaby | June 25, 2012, 4:25 pm Post #144 |
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Oh my fucking God! DAMN! I really wanna know what's gonna happen next! I mean, I already know it, but I need to read it! MOARRRR!! |
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| Lilith | June 25, 2012, 4:45 pm Post #145 |
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lool xD Dave is so explicit! Why you stopped there? ![]() I hope this experience is good for her! :3 Can't wait to read it!
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| Lucifer's Angel | June 25, 2012, 5:15 pm Post #146 |
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Ooh, why did you have to leave it there?
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| Wishful | June 26, 2012, 5:56 am Post #147 |
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Hot dayum! Only thought now, how the hell is she gunna get back into her house undetected I wonder???? |
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| Gio | June 26, 2012, 9:25 am Post #148 |
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Just this: Give us the next chapter NOW!
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| Dave's Girl | June 26, 2012, 4:19 pm Post #149 |
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@Gio: Hehe, well, here's the next chapter you asked for! ![]() @Wishful: That's a good question! I don't think Kat has thought about it yet. ![]() @Lucifer's Angel: Haha, sorry! I love cliffies. Here's another chapter. ^^ @Lilith: I know, that's why I love Dave so much! And I think any experience with Dave would have to be good. ![]() @CarpeDiemBaby: Yup, I think we all know what's gonna happen next! I'm so glad you're continuing to read this story. It means so much to me. Here's more! ![]() Chapter XXIX I'm not sure if Dave or I am more excited about the night ahead of us since Dave is whisking me down the school's hallways as fast as he possibly can. Excitement and fear bubble up inside me. I've thought a lot about losing my virginity in the last few days. I guess Dave was the one who put the idea in my head. Still though, I don't know much at all about sex and so Dave's going to have to help me out here. Is this going to hurt? Will it feel good? Is it going to be really awkward? Lots of unanswered questions swim around in my head. Only a few seconds later, Dave tugs me out of the stuffy school and into the pitch black night. I hope he remembers where he parked the car because I sure as hell don't. I guess Dave does know where we're going because his fingers clamp around my wrist and he yanks me across the parking lot a bit roughly. I'm starting to get a bad feeling about this. Drunk Dave can be kind of scary. Hoping that I'm not getting myself into a bad situation, I slide into Dave's black car a moment later and fumble with my seat belt as Dave starts the car and takes off without worrying about his own seat belt. I hope there are no police out tonight! More things to worry about flood through my head until I glance over at Dave and burst out laughing once more. "Dave!" I exclaim. "The balloon followed you into the car!" Dave glances in the mirror and lets out a string of cuss words as he tries to push the balloon away from his head. Reluctantly, the balloon allows itself to be pushed to the backseat of the car. Dave is paying so much attention to the balloon that he accidentally flies through a red light and almost slams into another car. The other car honks noisily at us, but Dave just flips the person off. I kind of want to mention that it might be a good idea for Dave to pay attention to the road, but if I do that, he'll probably just start driving even more crazily. Thankfully, we manage to get to Dave's apartment without getting into an accident. I sigh with relief and slip out of the car as soon as Dave has it parked. Dave grabs my hand once again and pulls me along to a small gray door ahead of us. He fumbles in his pocket for the key as he explains, "This is the back entrance to the apartments. I don't wanna talk to Matt tonight, so we'll just get in this way." I nod, thinking that Dave has a very good idea about using the back entrance. The last thing I feel like doing is running into Matt right now. The creep is...well...creepy! The way he looks at me makes me feel as if he's staring right through my clothes and is seeing me naked. Dave curses when the key doesn't unlock the door on his first attempt. He tries it again, and thankfully, the door falls open this time. Dave waves me inside and the two of us tromp up the stairs until we reach the second floor of the apartment building. Dave turns to his apartment room, unlocks the door, and motions me inside. Feeling a bit hesitant about what's going to happen to me next, I slowly step into the apartment and am greeted by a rather ugly sight in front of me. Smashed beer bottles and pizza crusts are littered all over the floor. It also smells like hell in here. Unlike me, Dave doesn't seem to mind the shit all over the floor. He kicks the door shut behind him and then wraps his arms around my waist as he pulls me to him. Hot, passionate lips descend on mine. They taste sweet and cherry-like, just like the punch from earlier. I kiss Dave back, but he's the one dominating our passion play. His lips nip at mine and his slippery tongue runs along my lower lip before it eases itself into my mouth. Deciding to try and put up a bit of a fight and not just let Dave overpower me, I lift my tongue up to his and immediately engage it in a battle that I can never win. Dave's tongue twists around mine and we do a sort of dirty tango inside my mouth for a moment. "You wanna play hard to get, bitch? Two can play at the game," Dave smirks into my mouth as he pushes me against the wall and yanks my skirt up as his hand slides between my legs and under my panties. I gasp in shock and fall submissive to Dave as his cool fingertips brush against my searing hot entrance. Dave smirks evilly and sucks along my neck as he murmurs, "Forget it, girl. You've wanted me since you fucking laid eyes on me. This is just like a fucking fairytale for you, isn't it? You've wanted me naked in your bed for weeks now. Well, you've got it, but I'm the one who's gonna run this porn show." In a sudden movement, Dave slides an arm underneath me and actually picks me up off of the ground. I blink in surprise as Dave tosses me onto the bed in the corner of the room and gets on the bed with me, the springs underneath us creaking eerily. This bed is old and dirty, but I don't think either of us are worrying about that right now. Dave straddles me on the bed and grabs the front of my dress. With one sharp tug, Dave tears the dress and literally shreds it as he yanks the dress open to reveal my nakedness. A hand slides underneath me to unclasp my bra. It's only now that I've realized Dave has never seen my bare breasts before. I don't really have time to worry about it though since Dave's already discarded the lacy black bra and is staring at my naked chest. "I like your tits," he hisses lustily in my ear as he reaches out and flicks at one of my nipples. It hardens at the touch and grows perky, asking for more attention. Dave laughs, having more fun dominating me than anything else. He shrugs off his jacket and says to no one in particular, "Fucking dress clothes. They take way too much time to put on and to take off. You could give me a hand you know." My vision blurs for a moment and I feel like the room just went up about ten degrees. Dave wants my help undressing? Well then, he's definitely going to get it. I think the spiked punch is making me a bit less shy than normal since I'm already reaching out to Dave. His nimble fingers unbutton his white shirt easily while my hands go to those black pants that he's wearing. I undo the button and lower the zipper, more curious than apprehensive. Dave throws his shirt on the ground just as I tug on his pants and get a good look at his naked body for the first time. I can't help but stare. Yeah, I know staring is rude, but whatever. Dave's toned, sun-kissed body is enough to make me drool. He looks gorgeous and I look like shit compared to him. Suddenly, I feel self-conscious and tug the sheet over me. "Oh no, you don't," Dave smirks as he leans down and tears the sheet away from my body. I give a little squeak as his lips seal onto my neck and suck all the way down to my collarbone. One of his hands slides between my thighs and under my panties. Dave starts fingering me, his finger pushing in and out of my tiny slit. I could panic, but I choose not to. Has Dave hurt me yet? No. By now, I really ought to trust him. He's not going to do anything that's too much for me. Although, when his lips lower to my breast, I find myself writhing and squealing underneath him like a helpless little girl. Dave's lips latch onto my nipple and he sucks the hardened nub, still continuing to stretch me with his finger for what's later to come. My hands find their way around Dave's neck and I hold onto him tightly, knowing that he's going to be my master tonight. Dave releases my nipple and his lips continue sliding downwards over my abdomen, across the curve of my stomach, and lower still. I feel some sort of muscle clench inside me and I release Dave's neck and grab the dirty sheets on the bed to hold myself steady. Smooth lips press passionate kisses just below my stomach before Dave snags my panties with his teeth and yanks them downwards. Now we're both completely naked. There's nothing to hide from one another anymore. "Shit..." Dave whispers lustily as he suddenly pulls one of my legs out to the side. His head disappears somewhere between my thighs and I can feel Dave's warm breath on my inner thigh. My breath shortens and more muscles inside me tighten. Having Dave between my legs feels so wrong...and yet so right too. "Is something w-wrong?" I asked, unsure what Dave had been cursing about a moment before. "Wrong?" Dave echoes, deep brown eyes peering out at me from somewhere between my legs. "Hell, no. Just lie still, you pretty little whore. You look fucking gorgeous all flushed and naked." I blush at Dave's comment and stiffen as soft lips brush against my warm folds. I'm dripping like crazy, welcoming Dave to come inside me and make me his. Dave chuckles under his breath and holds one of my hips steady a one strong hand as his tongue slips between my folds and...oh. I moan with delight as Dave pushes his tongue in and out of me. His ginger hair tickles my upper thighs and a moment later, his tongue has retreated from inside me and he's pressing scalding hot kisses to my intimacy. "Oh, Dave..." I groan, my eyes closing as everything inside me stiffens. "Make love to me." To be continued... |
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| CarpeDiemBaby | June 26, 2012, 6:05 pm Post #150 |
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// Sunglasses indoors.
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No, no, no, no, no! You can't stop there! This is the best part! MOREEE!!
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Thanks for reading!
You'll see if prom goes all night or not really soon. ^^

I hope so... 

8:48 PM Jul 10