“Hey, what would you say if I told ya I loved you?”
“To stop bullshitin me.”
“Really?”
“Hmm, I don’t know; do you?”
“Do I what?”
I groan at the immaturity of the fucker and straddle her legs tossing aside the mag she was reading.
“Hey bitch, I was reading that.”
“You can read your porn later. Do you love me?” I look apathetically into her baby blues.
“Why do you wanna know?” She smirks at me and I feel aggravated but turned on; a combo which usually lead on to….well sexy things that often distracted me from what I was originally going after…
“You asked me what I’d say if you said that you loved me…”
“So?”
I growl and the girl as she reaches her arms around my waist grabbing a handful of my ass and bringing me closer. “SO?! I want you to fucking say you love me!”
“Hmmmm, I…love…” My hopes climb up feebly. “Fucking you….” And there they go crashing down.
I flick my hair from my face and stare at her. “You’re a fucking slut you know that?”
She tosses short uneven locks of hair back and laughs whole heartedly looking back at me with sneaky eyes that taunted me. “I love…your cunt and that ass,” She slaps me hard with both hands and gives me a squeeze playfuly as she pokes out her tongue inching it closer to my lips. I have to retrain from making a sound; but can’t help but to move my pelvis and tilt my head to the side a little. I rock back and straighten my face trying to glare into those blues with what I hope is a look that says ‘fuck you’ and not ‘I wanna fuck you’. “Hmmn, you really WANT me to say it? Hmmmmmm?”
I feel my eyes widen so slightly in shock as I realised what I just said. I moved my eyes from her evil blues for a moment then look back….no strings….no love…wasn’t that our deal?
**^**
“Hey? Are you my new dorm mate?”
A gorgeous looking girl drops a suitcase at the base of the bed opposite mine and looks over at me. Her hair is middle length just going past her neckline and her clothes are close fitting and revealing. I attempt to keep my eyes at eye level and away from an obviously fuck-hot rack that was all but falling from the girls’ shirt.
She raises her eyebrows at me as if I’m a dumbarse and but doesn’t say it. “Looks like it.”
I wonder how she feels about lesbians? I think to myself. “It’s so late for a transfer. Sorry to intrude; but what’s with that? I mean….and to an all-junky-girls school like this one…”
The sexy thing laughed coming over to my bed and confidently leans over me and puts her lips to my ear. “Hmnn, a cute thing like you can intrude upon me as much as she wishes as long if the price is right.”
My heart skips a beat at once from the surprise. My eyes drag themselves down to the cleavage and then travel back up to the roof past the luscious girl. “So that’s what you’re gonna be like huh?”
“Hmm, what you had a roomie like me?”
“Once or twice, I move from school to school…So I know lots of types of girls.”
“Hm, I really do love an experienced fucker…” The girl trails off and brings her tongue to the shell of my ear tracing a wet circle before biting me.
“Ow. Fuck.”
“Hm sowwy,” She’s not; to prove this she bites me again and brings her lips behind my ear biting the soft spot there too. I move a little uncomfortably and continue staring at the roof. My lack of reaction and interest makes the girl pause for a moment. “What’s the matter? Not experienced?”
“Oh no I am pretty experienced.” I sit up and push a little distance between us. “But we need ground rules…and rough personality descriptions.”
“Hm, wow….you really have had someone like me before.” The girl smirked demolishing my whole ‘distance’ move by sitting on me; her skirt rode up her thick legs and I felt myself get a little hot.
“Yes, so who first.”
“You, give me an idea of what to say?”
“I’m a pervert, apathetic teenager who doesn’t turn down a fuck for no good reason; I have a foul mouth too and the teachers hate me for it.”
“That’s a summary of you, huh?”
“Without getting too complicated or personal; we can figure that out later…depending on what happens.”
“Ground rules?”
“No strings attached; you want sex that’s what you’ll get. No love.”
“Wow, seems so perfect.”
“Fucking perfect if you’re a slut.”
For the first moment since entering the girls seductive charm goes for a moment. “Are you…trying to insult me?”
“I like dirty talk.”
“Oh…”
“So; that’s me…they’re my ‘rules’. What about you?”
“Hm, I’m a naught, raunchy bi-sexual girl who was sent to a girls school for fucking too many people and flirting with teachers…I don’t play by rules but I guess I can live pretty well with your rules. As long a there’s free sex involved I’m all for it.” The girl smiles at me and I can’t figure out what it means.
“Okay, sounds like a nice setting. Want to leave the rest in the dark and figure it out later?”
“You’re so fucking serious babe.”
I smile slyly to the side. “I just don’t like complications sneaking up behind me.”
The girl laughs. “Give me your name?”
“Wanna know who you’re fucking huh?”
The girl shrugs. “I could just give ya a name. Ellie sounds pretty nice to me.”
“Eugh, fuck you bitch I have a name.”
“Too bad, so sad. Your name is Ellie now.” The girl purred softly bringing her face close to mine.
I opened my mouth about to protest but the ‘distance’ was closed and the bitch wrapped her lips roughly around mine sucking on them slightly. I could taste her chapstick but couldn’t quiet place the flavour. I was about to push her away and say my name but her tongue invaded and I lost my sense of logical direction. Her tongue was thick and wet and I suddenly wanted it to be in other places…I let out a moan and push up against her groaning again at the feel of our breasts rubbing against each other. Fuck she had big tits. We kiss again and again for god fucking knows how long. In the end when we part we still are connected by a thin length of saliva that soon breaks and I feel the cool wetness trail down my chin. We pant for a few moments and the girl regains her composure first.
But before she can say anything; “Your name?” I ask.
The girl chuckles and I suckle at her neck as I slide my hand up her thigh pushing the skimpy skirt higher up her leg. “My name is Fionna.”
“Hmmm,” I keep on kissing her neck and eventually look into her lustful baby blues and smirk. “Are we going to have fun tonight do you think Fi?”
“Doing that FUN thing that starts with FFFFF?”
“What else would we be doing?”
“Well in that case…we certainly are…”
**^**
“Ellie?”
“Sam.”
“Huh?” I’m given a classic WTF face and I stare seriously into Fionnas’ eyes. “My name..is…Samantha.”
Fionna looks at me strangely before taking her hands from my arse and bringing them around my waist and looking into my eyes. “You’re breaking your own rules…”
“I know.” I tremor slightly and bring my lips into a near-kiss and share nervous breaths with the bitch I sat on.
“El….” Our lips make that connection and I find myself feeling hotter than that day of our first heated kiss. We’ve been fucking for nearly a year since then. Now..This year…our last year of school before uni. Suddenly I didn’t want to leave this craphole no more. Not if we were separated.
I know that I am breaking my own rules, because not breaking them…would break my heart. I open my mouth and enter the, oh so fucking familiar mouth with heated passion that burned my within my heart and roughed up Fionnas hair pulling sharply on her short strands while ramming her mouth harder over mine. Fionnas moaning before long and she grips by jumper as if trying to tear it off.
We separate and Fionnas panting hard and she lets her head fall forward resting between my breasts as she took in gulps of air. I dug my nails in her scalp and Fionna moaned. “You fucking bitch!” She laughs affectionately with nerves and pushes me hard making me topple onto the floor.
“FUCK YOU.” I let out a pitiful moan. Sadistic does not mean that I have high pain tolerance. Falling onto the hard floor boards hurt. I lay my arms over my eyes blocking out all the light and ignore the fact that Fionna was climbing on top of me.
“Sorry Ellie-bellie.” I hear her mutter playfully without remorse and she rubs against me.
I moan(with disproval and rejection of the apology) and scrunch my toes a little.
“Come on Ell. Look at me.” Fionna starts pulling at my arms trying to look at my face. I grumble and complain and screw my eyes shut childishly.
“No.”
“Ellie.” She tries again and eventually over powers me but I turn my face away and still have my eyes clamped shut tighter then a virgin in a strip club. “Oh, come on Ell.”
“Mnnnnnnmmnnnoooo.”I mumble.
“Sam please?”
Even with my real name spoken I still keep my head turned and eyes shut.
“Oh fuck it Sam!” Fionnas temper sparks shockingly and she brings my wrists up only to slam them hard on the floor boards.
“AAAUGH!!!” My hips buck and back arch in pain the only thing stopping me from jumping up is the weight of Fionnas fat arse sitting on me. I glare up at her my eyes tearing up a little. “You fucking whore…”
Fionnas eyes have gone from playful baby blue to a darker undescriptive tone and she looks down on me. She continues to pin down my arms with one hand and uses the other to grab me under the chin stopping me as I tried to look away again. The grip was a little rough and I felt my pussy get wet as Fionna slammed her mouth roughly against mine and kiss me. I try to bit her but only get bitten myself. She pulls on my lower lip and I moan as her hand trails down to cup one of my breast. This combination turns me on and I feel my mind faze over with the familiar lust that Fionna always made me feel. She kisses me more but then the kiss is suddenly stopped far too soon for my liking and Fionna put her head against mine looking down into my eyes, I see that hers have cleared and she smiles a little before kissing my forehead. “I love you Samantha Lee.”
My breath catches and Fionna releases my hands and sits up taking off her shirt. “Fi….”
She tosses the shirt aside and we begin to make out again. And this time we don’t stop.
And although we’ve fucked each other to death on these floor boards and on every other inch of this dodgy old room as our bodies find each other and the sun begins setting on another day…as Fionna fucks Samantha for the first time…Suddenly all those other times don’t count…
I fucking love this slut. She’s my bitch and I love her enough to break my own rules.
And make love to her instead of having sex. By the end of the night we’re exhausted and the blankets from both our beds seem to have made their way to the floor to join us in replacement of our clothes(which were probably all over the room). I am held by Fionna who had screamed my name louder then she had ever screamed Ellies. I snuggle deeper into the sleeping embrace and whispered into Fis ear. “I fucking love you to death bitch.”
And I meant it.