1. Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 7


    Date: 8/4/2015, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Consensual Sex, Domination/submission, Incest, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: jordeso, Rating: 92.1, Source: sexstories.com

    snatched it inches from the ground like a monkey. We resumed the rhythm we had before I spaced out thinking about a certain Chinese classmate. "So you like her or what?" Troy asked. "Who, Jessica?" "No, the other girl you were eyebanging." "Shut up." "We used to be kinda close in Grade 8, I can wingman you." "Yeah thanks but no thanks." "You sure? I'm serious. I can just- shit." A sudden gust of wind blew across the field just as Troy passed the frisbee, and it sailed way over my head and landed by the corner of the bleachers. I sighed softly. Fuck you, Toronto. I jogged over to the bleachers and turned the corner just as I started hearing wet sucking sounds. I saw the frisbee on the ground in the corner of my eye but my attention was on the two teenage bodies pressed up against the wall. Roger Something stopped trying to suck Gold Digger Grace's tongue out of her mouth just long enough to open his eyes, and when he saw me he brusquely pushed Grace off of him. Grace followed his line of sight and when she saw me standing there just feet away, she swiftly smoothed out her clothes and hair and walked briskly away, back to the school. Roger just stood there dumbly looking at me. I clucked my tongue awkwardly. "Don't mind me, just getting this," I said as I stooped down and picked up the frisbee. "What's your problem?" Roger challenged. "I'm sorry what?" "What's your fucking problem? What'd you cockblock me for?" I scoffed. "Dude I was just getting my frisbee." "Oh yeah and you ...
    need to watch us make out while you do it?" he interrogated. Is this guy fucking for real? "You guys were right in front of me," I argued. "This is like the most conspicuous place ever to make out. If I didn't see you someone else would." "Someone else didn't see us. You did." What the fuck? "That's my fault? A frisbee lands at your feet and you don't think, 'hmm someone's probably gonna come pick that up?'" "I didn't think some loser was gonna spy on me and my girlfriend." "Girlfriend? You think that's a real girlfriend? She got seen with you and bolted and left you here with your thumb up your ass. Yeah match made in heaven, bro." "Whatever, punk. Keep being jealous." "Okay, you're a joke," I said. I took the high road and started walking away when the spoiled brat shouted after me. "Yeah walk away faggot, this is why you can't get any!" I spun around and glared back at him. "First of all, don't call me a faggot when you're dressed like one. Second, the only reason you 'get any' is 'cause Daddy's pockets are so deep you eat and sleep in 'em." "At least I don't take Daddy's dick so deep like you." That wasn't a good comeback. That didn't even make sense. And I've never been in a fight before. But I'm still going to knock this guy's fucking teeth out of his mouth. I was about to walk towards Roger Cumstain and give him the beatdown of a lifetime when Troy caught up with me. "What's going on?" he asked. "Who's this," Roger asked, "your boyfriend?" "The fuck?" Troy said. "Fuck ...
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