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Wicked Ties

Date: 1/31/2015, Categories: Fiction, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Author: nickeduardo25, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

grown. Screw uptight Laura. Screw ethics. Screw him. She grabbed the bottle from him and took a deep drink. As she lowered the bottle from her lips, she smiled at him dangerously. “Let’s play then.” (An hour later) Laura giggled and took another shot. “Okay then! When did you lose your virginity?” She asked, clutching the bottle between her legs. Derek gave her his trademark smirk, though it lacked effect since his eyes were gazed and droopy. “14!” He yelled out gleefully. Laura took another sip of the tequila before smiling at him playfully. “You were 14? God, you’re such a…such a…manwhore!” He let out a snort, “What did you just call me?” Laura stood up and twirled a bit, “Hey, I’m the one asking the questions, emo boy!” Derek smiled, closed his eyes, and lowered himself on to the mattress he was sitting on. Laura pranced around his apartment, dancing and spinning. Why did she even hate Derek? He was such a nice guy, she thought to herself. She danced back over to him nearly galloping with joy. Derek was so…Laura didn’t have the chance to finish as she tripped over the bottle of tequila and felt her feet leave ground. She finally got to finish her sentence. Derek was so underneath her. Literally. Bye some cosmic joke, she’d landed straight on top of him and was now holding on to his muscled arms for dear life. “Woah, are you alright?” He asked, his eyes scanning her for any visible signs of injury. Laura started giggling uncontrollably, “I failed!” Derek narrowed his eyes, ... “What the hell? Did you have a concussion or something?” Laura laughed even harder, burying her face in the crook of his neck. Finally, she recovered and looked at him. “I couldn’t keep my hands off you!” With that, she started laughing again with Derek joining her. “If it makes you feel any better, not many women can.” Laura sobered up at that and sat up effectively straddling him. He gasped at her boldness, but she wasn’t interested it that. She couldn’t help but remember the way he kept dedicating song after song to different women at the club. She was just that, one among many. She picked up the nearly empty bottle of tequila, “I’m curious…” She definitely had his attention now. “About what?” Laura looked at him with her big, brown doe-eyes. “Why did you dedicate that song to me?” She waved the bottle in front of his face challenging him to not answer her. He was having none of that. “I…honestly, I don’t know.” He stuttered. It was making her uncomfortable seeing him be this…well, uncomfortable. “Lame!” She yelled out. “You better finish the rest, because that doesn’t count!” Derek glowered at her before sighing deeply. “If I really think about it…You were just so beautiful that I couldn’t bear the idea of not getting to communicate with you somehow.” Laura chuckled mirthlessly. “I bet you say that to all the bimbos dumb enough to fall for it.” “Would it make you feel better if I told you I did?” Derek raised an eyebrow at her. Laura matched his movement, moving ever so ...