A weekend of junk food, The Breakfast Club and Mean Girls was our fate. Our beautiful fate in which we spent countless hours, cracking jokes, farting, burping in each others faces and drawing mustaches on each other while they were sleeping.

A normal weekend for the four amigos which had not happened since the end of our Junior year.

It was now time to prepare for school and deal with the consequences of reality.

Shít was getting real.

The girls left on Sunday afternoon so we could all prepare for the next day and I was stuck lying in bed, sulking.

My sexual encounters with my teacher had barely started and we were already about to get caught.

Talk about terrible timing.

I threw my pillow over my head and groaned.

Before I could even begin growling in anger, my phone vibrated.

Hey stranger.

Mother of Jesus.

Its the devil himself.

You still have my number? I quickly text back.

Don't say anything stupid Marley.

Of course why wouldn't I? How was your weekend? Did you do your homework?

I smirk at the text.

No. I was hoping for another detention. I think I need to be taught another lesson.

I was one snarky motherfùcker.

I like the sound of that. We could bump it early and I could help you with your homework now, if it's okay?

Mother of Mary Moses- he invited me over. I'm going to die.

Sounds good. Just give me an hour. I quickly reply.

See you then.

I took this time this time to go Hop in the shower real quickly and grabbed my shaving cream and razor.

I finally had a true reason to shave my vàgina.

And I hated the hassle. Having to perch one leg up just to be able to shave the skin between my thigh and my lip.

The Hell females go through to please men and their 'bald' statuses. We needed more glory than that. We had to go down on guys with their forest pubic hair and we don't complain, but we have a little bit of peach fuzz and they have a bitch fit.

So I was taking no chances and shaved it all.

Who knows what was going to go down but for whatever was to come. Me and my vàgina were so ready.

I waited outside my steps and patiently awaited Ian's arrival.

My heart pounded in my chest as I saw his familiar silver car come around the corner.

I stood up and walked up to his car and debated whether to wave or say something so I just opened the door and slid in.

"Hey good looking." I say with a bright smile and he chuckles.

"Hey beautiful." He whispers and takes my left hand and presses his lips to my knuckles.

Mother of Jesus Christ, I'm never washing this hand.

"Thanks for picking me up. I was literally in my room about to count my armpit hairs." As I say that I quickly remember that I'm not around my friends and an actual male and practically pass out from embarrassment.

"Not that I have any! I was just being dramatic." I quickly babble and he laughs again.

"Marley, it's okay. I don't really care if you have hair. As long as I can find where I'm going for." He says and my eyes cross.

I have something you can go for.

It's freshly shaved.

And right between my legs.

I smile with a sigh of relief and lay back in the seat.

"I'm sorry I'm so awkward. I'm not as intimidating after school." I admit and he leans over and strokes my cheek as he drives.

"It's cute. It shows how real you are. Most females wouldn't admit to even sweating and you brought up underarm hair." He says with a comforting smile and I roll my eyes.

"How attractive." I mumble sarcastically.

"How open you are is very attractive." He retorts and I can't help but smile just a little bit.

Damn him and his charm.

"Are you sure this is safe?" I hear myself ask, but I couldn't help it.

Ms. Evelyn was now hot on our trail and it didn't seem to safe to be sneaking around with him now.

"What makes you say that?" He asks, looking over at me.

And his eyes- God his eyes. They narrowed down on me and almost unraveled me- unraveled my damn panties.

My mouth went dry and I pulled down on my skirt and paid attention to the road as he drove.

"I don't know, I'm just. You know this is completely illegal right?" I whisper and he presses his lips together and exhales.

"Yes Marley. I'm completely aware." He mumbles and I'm not convinced with his answer.

He could go to jail! I read the reports, I'm watching Pretty Little Liars! I know how serious- having an intimate relationship with a teacher can be.

It's completely inappropriate.

"Then why are you risking?" I finally ask and he stops in front of the entrance of his humble abode and turns to me.

"Because you're like poison. You've spread through my body Marley. You've infected me with your touch and I can't get enough of it." He says, looking me up and down and my body clenches together.

Well kiss my nitty gritty.

He was a bold little fùcker.

"You make me sound like some venomous snake." I hear myself say and mentally kick myself in the gut.

Marley, seriously? Find something sexy to say in return?

But I couldn't- I was just too socially awkward. Well just awkward all together.

"Well you know how to get the venom out right? You suck it. Until there's nothing left." He says, licking his lips.

But wouldn't that make you die of the venom since you swallowed it like a dumb ass?

I thought you had to pee on it or something like that?

His logic made no sense but I forced myself to keep my mouth closed.

He's trying to be sexual!

"Is that what you want me to do Ian? Do you want me to get every drop?" I ask and reach over and grasp the front of his pants slowly and he stiffens.

Yes Marley yes.

I was slaying my damn self.

He states at me and moves my hand.

"You're really testing me aren't you?" He asks with a smirk and takes the keys out of the ignition and starts walking to his front door.

Please Lord, let me get dícked down tonight. It was much needed.

As soon as we walk inside his home and I turn to him and raise an eyebrow.

"You never showed me your room." I point out and he frowns.

"I thought I did."

"Nope." I reply. "Well that room is off limits." He quickly says and my brows curve in and I tried to ignore the discomfort I felt as he said that.

"Would you like something to drink?" He asks me as he leads me into the kitchen.

I adored the marble flooring and the large table that swept into the dining room.

"No thank you." I whisper nervously and take a seat next to the kitchen table.

"You know Marley. You aren't as intimidating outside the classroom." He mumbles and I snort.

"Neither are you. Your detentions weren't as agonizing as you made them seem." I say back in a playful tone and he bites his lip and I melt.

"That's just because I wanted an excuse to watch you strut around in front of me." He admits and I gasp dramatically.

"Really? So what about the day that in the copy room?" I ask and he takes out two bowls and a carton of ice cream and whip cream.

"Needed an excuse to feel your ass press up against my díck." He says easily and my eyes widen.

"So all this time, you just couldn't resist my sexiness. How flattering." I say with a wide grin and he rolls his eyes.

"You have some nerve. I do recall you putting your fingers in my mouth after you stuck them inside your wet pùssy." He was catching me off guard with the sexual comments and it was giving me whiplash.

"You ate me out!" I quickly babble and he pauses and looks up at me through his eyelashes.

Shaking the whip cream bottle and walking towards me.

"And I would eat it again...and again...and again." The last word is a whisper from his lips as he stands before me.

"I love the feeling of your clít on my tongue. I love how your juices practically pour out of you. Tell me Marley, do you like how you taste?" He asks, cocking his head to the side and I swallow hard.

Fuck. I don't like being asked questions on the spot. Especially rhetorical ones.

"Yes." I breathe.

"Yes? You're forgetting something. I read something different in your phone." He says and he smiles as my mouth drops and I hit his arm.

"You did go through my phone! Oh you pig." I groan and cover my face and he throws his head back in laughter.

"It was really good Marley. You certainly do have talent." He admits and I snarl.

"Why did you read it?" I ask in a childish tone and he traces my bottom lip.

"Because I wanted to jerk off. And so I did. Well I read your story. I read about an eager little naughty girl who wanted to be fùcked hard and pictured a little brunette with glasses sprawled out on my kitchen table with her legs wide open. I imagined plunging myself inside her, over and over again while she begged for more." He says, getting close to my face and I can feel myself begin to throb.

I was getting aroused to the point where it was becoming unbearable.

"Are you going to fùck me?" I ask slowly and he grips my thighs, making me gasp.

"Would you like for me to fùck you?" He asks.

I inhale shakily and I feel the arousal between my legs begin to spread.

I heard my voice, but my brain didn't process I had already answered.

"Yes."

It takes a moment for the next few things to process in my brain, but all I know is now he has wrapped his hand around my neck and pressed me down on the table.

His lips collide with mine as our tongues move together in an agonizing pace.

I feel him grinding between my legs and my eyes practically cross.

I feel his bulging hardness of masculinity and I am ready.

Mother of God.

"Oh babygirl, do you have any idea how long I've waited to be able to touch you?" He whispers in my ear as I breathe heavily and pull at his shirt.

"You want me right now baby? You want to fùck me?" I already knew the answer but in the way I was asking him, made his eyes narrow.

I pushed at his shoulders so he was standing and I looped my fingers around In his belt loop.

"You're such a dirty girl." He growls against my lips and I smirk and drop to my knees.

"Don't say that too quickly." I whisper and pull his pants down.

No amount of prayer could prepare me for what I was to see.

His heavenly stick of justice was just flat out beautiful and I was so ready to have it.

He was already hard and I pushed all of my insecurity aside and licked up his shàft.

Making eye contact as I wrapped my lips around his tip and sucked.

I'm giving my teacher oral sex.

Well kiss my nitty gritty Marley Jane.

He groaned and held the back of my head as I trailed my tongue up and down, twisting my head and taking him as deep into my mouth as I could.

"Fùck." He groans and licks his lips. He grips the back of my head and slowly begins pumping into my mouth.

"That's a good girl." He praises as I try my best not to gag as he fùcks my mouth.

I pause and place both hands on his hips and twist my head, sucking as hard as I can and then pulling back and I hear him groan.

"You're not as rough as I thought you'd be." I tease.

He says nothing. Just in a swift movement, he pulls me up by my hair and slams be face down on the table.

He strips me of my clothing and spanks my àss. Massaging it slowly then spanking it again.

"Can you handle it babygirl?" He asks and I moan and arch myself against him.

"Yes. Give it to me." I breathe and he spanks me again.

He moves his hand down and spreads my ass apart, taking his other hand and teasing my wet core.

He spreads my pùssy lips and rubs my throbbing bud, making me grow wetter.

"Rub my pùssy baby. Yes go faster." I beg and he leans down and replaces his finger with his tongue.

My eyes roll back and I slowly grind myself up against his tongue. This felt too good.

"Oh don't stop." I whisper and he leans up and spanks my clít.

His lips are covered in my juices and he reaches over to pick up my panties and grabs my face.

"Open." He instructs and I open my mouth slowly so he can stuff my panties in, I suppose to keep me quiet.

"Listen, Marley, this is what I'm going to do.

I'm going to fùck your pùssy so hard that either you'll be begging me to stop or begging me to keep going. But I know you're a virgin. So unless you don't want to, I'll wait for an answer." He says and my eyes widen.

Well mother of Fucks.

How'd he know?

How'd he guess?

I look back over at him and push myself back on him.

Man, you better fùck me! Don't get me wet for nothing and then leave me hanging.

I watch as he shuffles around with a condom and slides it on his member.

"I'll take it slow at first." He whispers and I feel him at my entrance.

This is really about to happen.

I'm about to lose my virginity.

I seriously need to play some elevator music in my head to make this not so intense.

I prepare myself for the pain as he slowly slides in and yet I feel nothing.

Just a tinge of pleasure as he slowly goes in and out.

"You're so tight." He groans and now I feel it.

The pleasure I've been writing about for years.

The pleasure my hand couldn't bring me.

I felt it.

"Ohhh yes. Fùck me baby." I moan as he grips my hips and begins giving me hard and slow strokes.

I can hear how wet I am as he thrusts himself into me.

It's even more of a turn on as he presses down on my back and tangles his hand in my hair.

My eyes roll back as the room seems to begin to spin. I needed more. I wanted more.

"Don't stop. Oh God, right there." I cry out as he grinds his hips into me.

"You like the way I fùck you babygirl? You like the way my díck pounds into your tight wet pùssy?"

"Yes. Yes. Yes." I whisper through each hard stroke.

I lift my leg up on the table to give him better access and literally start to "throw my àss" back against.

"Just like that baby. Show me how much you want it." He whispers in my ear.

And now the words coming out of my mouth are indescribable.

"I wanna be your slùt." I whisper, practically begging.

Ian pauses with him still inside me and turns me so I'm on my back.

His thrusts become ruthless and I open my mouth to moàn but it comes out in short breathes.

He grabs my face and forces me to look at him and my legs begin to shake.

This was so good.

Lord, it's a sin for it to feel this good. Holy shít.

"It's my pùssy now. You're going to take what I give you. Don't make a sound. Just take it." He demands and lifts his hips up.

Oh boy. There's the spot.

My eyes roll back and he grabs my neck again.

I needed to moan. I was going to combust.

"Shít." I whisper and his hand comes down on my clít again.

"Quiet." He instructs and my legs shake uncontrollably.

"Ah Marley can't take it?" He asks and I look up at him.

Pleasure and frustration take over and I open my legs wider and stare at him in his eyes.

He wants me to say something but I won't. Not yet.

"Go on baby, moan." He allows and I throw my head back and actually feel my climax approaching.

"I'm gonna cùm." I whimper and he spanks the inside of my thigh.

"Cùm all on my díck babygirl. I want it to drip." He mumbles and with a few more pumps.

It's over.

I'm screaming to the heavens as my release is as equivalent to a dam breaking. Water bursting. My vision blocking out- but he doesn't stop.

He rides me out until my òrgasm rides out and my body goes limp.

I exhale shakily as I slowly come back down to Earth. I feel Ian pull out of me and I slowly straighten my back.

Heavy breathing fills the room and I gaze over at him.

His eyes are glossy and he's staring at me in awe.

"The ice creams melting." I whisper hoarsely and he smiles.

"Are you alright?" He ask, completely ignoring my statement.

"A little sore. You're a freaky one." I whisper and he leans forward and kisses my forehead.

"So are you. But I already knew that. I read how you liked the be fucked in your phone." He reminds and I roll my eyes.

"So is this going to be a weekly thing?" I ask.

"It could be daily. But it's all up to you." He replies.

"I thought you were going to train me?" I quickly remind and he stands up and pulls up his pants.

"If you'd like. But it'll be brutal. I'm not a vanilla Dom." He admits and I smirk.

"Don't try to scare me out of it. I want to be a good sub." I say with hopeful eyes and he licks his lips.

"I intend to use every hole. Mouth, pùssy and àss. You will be whipped, choked, bound and fùcked thoroughly. I want you to be able to feel me inside of you when you walk around. Every inch of your body will be covered in me." He states and my legs tremble.

"I look forward to it." I whisper and he walks over to the melted ice cream.

"Can you go in the dining room and get a cloth please?" He asks and I stand up shakily and reach down to grab his shirt.

I hope he didn't mind.

I tugged it over and walked into his large dining room and looked over at an empty glass case.

"Ian do you have a pet?" I call out.

"I used to have a snake but it went missing Friday. I had the house searched to see if it was around but it's nowhere to be found." He replies and my eyes widen.

A missing snake?

Well actually it wasn't missing....it was in my room.

~*~*~*~*

Sorry to end it like this but I'm going to see my girlfriend and I wanted to update quickly because I have not updated in a really long time.

So enjoy :)
It was actually difficult to write, considering I have a girlfriend so I had to tap into some weird thoughts...so I tried !

Oh and also I just wanted to take the time and tell you guys how much I appreciate you guys.

Just reading your comments makes me happy to see you guys enjoying my story.

Lately I've been working on deleting the negativity from my life.

I had to cut a few people off and I'm better off without it. They weren't allowing me to get better because they kept bringing up my past without trying to understand where I was coming from.

"Your whole life is a lie."

"Your doctors gave you the wrong diagnosis."

"You're a compulsive liar."

And some other really arrogant things.

Some people weren't worth my truth because they wouldn't understand and I had someone who actually stood by me to understand. That's what I needed.

I'm working on improving myself. I really am. And I don't need ignorant people who don't know me in my life. So now I'm attracting and giving out all positive vibes.

I really appreciate all of your comments, reads and votes. Thank you.

The better I get, the more God has been blessing me.

I'm in a beautiful home and I have a beautiful girlfriend with a handful of friends and some AMAZING KICK ASS readers.

And a book being published. God is good y'all. So good.

So I want to tell you that I'm really enjoying this book and it's fun to write and see you guys' reactions.

So I hope you guys enjoyed this freaky little chapter.

I'm back with my girlfriend this weekend so no more updates.

Also- I'm planning a tinychat day, so I can meet you guys. Would you like that?

One more thing.

With every book I give my readers a nickname.

Possession- slaves

She- dirty dancers

Impulse- ???

You guys pick.

I love you guys so much!

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