Stella’s POV.
“Om… AAAAA” I moaned loudly and allowed my arms go around his shoulders, hugging him tighter. “Ohhhhh fuckkkk, I’m cumming…I’m fucking cumming!” I screamed.
My fingernails were cutting deep into his skin by now, but I cared less at that moment.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck, I’m cumming” I screamed once more, which earned me a spanking.
“Hang in there for a second” he cautioned me.
“I…I…I…”
I couldn’t speak because the pleasure was just too much for me to control.
Spanking me wasn’t a smart move because it just seems to ignite the fire inside me and I arched my back…though I was still fighting to hold on, just as he had commanded.
“Argh” he groaned lowly.
His cock began growing fatter inside me, his muscles began growing tenser and his breath quickened, and at that moment, I realized he’s about to explode.
“I’m cumming, I’m cumming, I’m cumming” I moaned out when I couldn’t hold back no more.
His grip on my thighs tightened, similarly to my arms around his shoulders, and he thrust very deep and…
“Arghhhhhh”
“Fuckkkkk” we screamed respectively as we came together.
His tensed body stayed still for a very brief moment as he poured every drop of his sperm inside me, even my head was thrown back, and my lower lip tightly held between my teeth, which obviously shown how much I enjoyed it.
“Fuck” he breathed out.
He slammed his lips on mine and spanked my ass really hard, it stunk a little bit, but I loved it.
“You’re my student, and you have no right over your body, no more” he growled commanding.
“We’ll see about that” I replied and jumped off his arms.
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?” he asked with a very deep frown, but I ignored him and began looking around for what to wear.
A frustrated sigh escaped my lips when I realized all that’s left of my clothes is nothing, but rags -I bet even a mad woman wouldn’t want to wear ’em.
“Fuck, I have nothing to wear” I grumbled underneath my voice.
I lifted my head to talk to Mr. huge dick, but decided against it when my eyes met his, he was glaring right back at me, and it’s very obvious that he’s mad -which I obviously don’t understand why, I mean we just had a great fuck.
He turned away from me and walked towards a corner, he grabbed something and threw it at me -his shirt.
“Thank you” was all I said.
Without wasting time, I hurriedly wore the shirt, grabbed my shoes and bra.
“I’ll see you in our last class tomorrow” I told him and that earned me a deadly scowl and I winked back at him, then rushed out.
I’m scared if I don’t leave right away, we’ll go for another round and wouldn’t stop fucking until its dawn, or until he’s not mad anymore, or until he’s successfully crippled me.
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Third person’s point of view.
It’s already 12:09am, but is very hard to believe since it seemed like the party was just getting started because people kept flocking into the club, and it just kept getting crazier and crazier.
Meanwhile, Megan wasn’t feeling the vibes flowing all around her because there’s a man sitting beside her who won’t stop staring at her suspiciously, or even stop bulging her with questions.
She grabbed a random bottle of beer, well, it’s not random, she assumed it belongs to Jimmy since it’s standing in front of his drunk dumb head, and she was just about to take a gulp when he snatched it from me
His eyes glanced towards Jimmy and anger reflected in his eyes, but it was only for a split second. He quickly turned back to her and quirked his lips up in a creepy smile, which made Megan adjust on her seat.
“So?” he asked.
“So?” she asked him back with a confused expression.
“Are you going to answer my question?” his brows raised teasingly.
“What question?”
He looked towards the direction his friend stormed off to moments ago.
“What’s your relationship with her? Is she your sister?”
She wanted to reach for the bottle of beer again, but one look from him quickly made her change her mind, and she reached for her bottle of water instead, then nodded at his question. But he doesn’t seem satisfied with her response, and was waiting for an elaborated explanation.
She sighed and rolled her eyeballs at how dumb he was, as though she’s made it clear enough and had expected him to understand already.
“We ain’t sisters, we’re friends, best friends, but we’re more than sisters to each other” she explained slowly as though she’s explaining a math problem to a five year old, before downing her water.
He nodded slowly whilst watching her gulp down her water. He was about asking another question, but stopped when he saw Stella approaching them, his eyes squinted as he stared at her with his mouth hanging open and his jaw hitting the ground.
Even Megan blinked a few times in shock and sprang up at once, which led to her almost choking on the water she had in her mouth.
“What the hell are you wearing?” she whispered to herself while her eyes were trailing down her friend’s body.
Stella stopped in front of them, she cleared her throat and snatched the bottle of beer Megan was deprived of drinking, finished it in a few gulps then let out a long burp.
“What the fûck, Ella?” Megan asked, gesturing at her outfit. “Where’s your dress? Why are you wearing just that?”
Stella cleared her throat, and let out a nervous laugh.
“My dress…” she paused. “… it’s no-more” she answered and winked at Megan knowingly.
Megan smiled, then gave her an impressive thumbs up.
“Only you can leave a club without your dress” she complimented.
“Yeah” Stella laughed in agreement. “Let’s go home now, I smell like sèx”
“Sure”
Megan turned back to her boss and was about informing him of their departure, but was stunned to realize he still hasn’t recovered from his shock yet. She squinted her eyes angry, and snapped her fingers across his eyes, which made him blinked and came back to life.
“Don’t have any dirty thoughts about my friend, or I swear, you’re going to hate crossing paths with me!” she threatened him.
He quickly raised his hand in surrender, and chuckled at her attempt to look fierce.
“Come on, let’s go, Ella” she glared at him once more before grabbing Stella’s hand, and stormed towards the exit.
“Just don’t forget to come early to work tomorrow” her boss called after her.
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