JULIUS MONZON-Gotta Get It In

He found himself going to a bar far from campus himself after a day of classes. A couple of beers and watching the local crowd had to be better than going back to his apartment all alone.

Even better, almost immediately, a hot young thing came on to him strong. She was young but did not attend Midtown University. She said she was twenty-three but he wondered if she was barely nineteen.

He hoped she was at least legal for some of the things he did to her when he got her to his place.

He did not have to ask, she dropped to her knees and put him in her mouth without a warning. He held the back of her head helping her with the job, trying to get her to take every inch till she gagged. She was no pro for sure. He wanted the bomb head or just forget it, and get to the main entree.

He pulled her away and ordered her to strip. He didn't even take her to the bedroom, he pulled out a condom from his wallet, slid it on and grabbed her from the waist, turned her over his dining room table, and pushed himself inside her.

She did not object, but he could tell she got around. He liked it that way. Rough. He pounded her like he was trying to reach her tonsils. She tried to wriggle away but he kept pulling her back every time she tried to get away.

"It feels too good, I can't take it!"

"This is what you wanted, better take all this big dick."

He slowed down his stroke a bit and she purred like a kitten, this time pushing herself back on his thrusts. He could tell she was getting sore and tired, but he did not let up. Soon as she thought he was over, he started pounding harder again.

"Slow down baby, you can have me all night," she said.

He wanted to bust his nut and be done. He kept on till he felt himself about to release. He jerked a couple of times inside of her then pulled out. He pulled off the condom and tossed it at her.

"Get out bitch."

DAPHNE VAN RUSSELL-Hanging with the In-Crowd

Her first week of the semester went well. She laid out all her assignments from her syllabi on her calendar on her phone and set up alerts. She planned her study time like it was a meeting.

Her parents refused to allow her to stay in a residence hall. First-year she stayed at home, but this year they let her have an off-campus apartment. It was a huge condo just the right distance from campus. Far enough that she had to drive, but close enough that she could pick up and go any time she wanted. She was also not far from her home, which was nice because she liked going home on weekends to spend with her family. Especially the family business.

She spent a lot of time on campus, at the library in study rooms, or working on extra projects. It was rare she hung out for fun. She did not even know what that meant.

Hanging at the Campus Union or CU as they called it?

Hanging in the Quad?

Lounging in the dorms between classes?

She didn't know, she didn't care. She would grab lunch on campus and then head to her place. Alone.

"Hey Daphne!" she heard when she was about to exit the CU with her Burger King.

It was Jessica of course, always trying to be her best bud.

"Hey Jess, I'm on my way out."

"No, sit and hang with me and my peeps."

Daphne looked toward Jessica's friends. Two guys and three girls. Couldn't hurt to say hi. She walked over to them at the table in the middle of their lunch.

"Hello."

"Sit, join us. Take a load off," Jessica said, grabbing an extra chair from a nearby table and putting it next to her.

Daphne sat and thought, might as well enjoy some company.

"Guys, this is Daphne Van Russell. Daph, Katie, Mari-Beth, ChaCha, Nick, and Peter."

"Pete!" he spoke up.

"That's what I said, dork wad!" Jess threw a fry and it hit him in the head. She held in her giggle.

"So you do exist," Nick said to her.

"What does that mean?" she asked him.

"I heard your family runs this town! Is that true?"

"No wait, Van Russell...as in the biggest department store in town! Get out of here!" Mari-Beth gushed. "I shop there all the time. I bought these boots from there last week."

"Can you get us discounts?" Katie asked.

"Or a job!" Pete said and laughed.

This is why she stayed to herself.

"Guys, let her eat her lunch," Jessica said.

Daphne took a tentative bite of her burger, but she was no longer hungry.

XAVIER BAINBRIDGE-X Getting Into Trouble

His mother was out of town on business and he wanted Chrissy to stay at his place overnight. She easily got Elayne to cover for her. Now they were making out in his bed under covers.

"I thought you wanted to wait," Chrissy whispered to him.

"I do," he said, kissing her.

"Then why am I half naked in your bed spending the night with you?"

"Because...I just wanted to lay next to you all night."

All he wore were boxer shorts and she was in pajama bottoms, her shirt discarded and only her bra on.

"We can X, I'm okay with that."

He wasn't. He did want to wait before they had sex, so it would be special for them. He just had to control himself.

"We're not going to go far. I just want to hold you."

They were kissing and touching, he wondered how he was going to control himself. Chrissy lay on top of him and she rubbed his chest and his arousal was surely poking her leg. Chrissy rubbed against his erection and he let out a moan.

"You okay?" she asked, rubbing his face.

Chrissy was trying to push him to go where they did not need to go. Sure, she was seventeen, of age, but she was still a virgin. He was not. He cared about her enough for them to wait, but right now, he did not know if that was possible. He slid his hand up her shorts, his fingers finding her warm, moist spot.

"I like that," Chrissy said, kissing his neck.

He let one finger enter her and softly probe around, then another. She twisted around, moaning and grinding on his fingers. He stopped and released his fingers.

"We gotta stop baby."

"Nooo!"

She pulled him to her, kissing him hard. Her hand went down into his boxers and slipped inside. He quickly snatched her hand away.

"Come on, stop."

Why'd you invite me over then?"

"I thought I would be able to control myself."

"Stop controlling yourself! I said I want to," Chrissy said.

"I don't know if you're ready. If we're ready."

"I said I am!"

He was not so sure about that. Sure, he had given her the promise ring and he loved her, but was he ready to make Chrissy his only girl?

They were back to their heavy making out and his length was reaching out the top of his shorts. She ground herself on him and she moaned like it was the real thing. He slowly slid down her shorts.

"I'm just going to rub it against you."

He ground on her mound, but he was not going to penetrate. He had better control. Just being naked next to her, skin-to-skin was enough for him.

"We can go further," she breathed, tilting her hips up to his.

He needed to stop now or get some protection because Chrissy was going to push him too far. He pulled away and lay back on the bed. Having sex with Chrissy would be so easy because she wanted it, but he liked this girl more than he liked any other girl, so he knew to take things slow.

He reached under his bed and pulled out a bottle of lotion he used when he needed to get one off with no chick near.

"Put some of this on your hands."

Chrissy squirted lotion on her hands. He guided her to his length and instructed her to jack him off. Cum sprouted like a volcano erupting after only a minute.

"I liked that," Chrissy smiled.

"You did good baby." He kissed her cheek. "Go grab a towel so we can clean this up."

TONY JACKSON-Coming Clean

"Mom, I need to tell you something."

"Oh, Lord!" His mother plopped on the sofa beside him. "Did you get some girl pregnant?"

He laughed at that because that was the funniest thing he ever heard. He was not even having sex, so his mother assumed that he realized she did not know him well.

"What? No! I'd have to do something for that to happen, right?"

"Yay!" She grabbed Tony in a hug and kissed all over his cheek.

"Mom! Now, you were nineteen when you had me, so-"

"Hey, why throw me under the bus? You weren't a mistake though. You were supposed to happen."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah."

"So, what's up?"

Now he was about to tell her that he was a millionaire, thanks to his father, and he had no idea how she would take it. He knew his mother made a lot of money, and that his family was the second wealthiest family in Midtown. Still, they were leaps and bounds away from the Van Russells.

"About dad. Well, not really about him...but he..."

"Spill it, kid."

"Umm, okay. Dad just felt that he should have been there for me, that I should have been taken care of in a certain lifestyle..."

His mother shook her head. "I already don't like where this is going."

He knew his mother would not like this and he had not gotten to the point of it.

"Mom, don't be mad at Ethan. He gave me what he felt was owed to me for the last eighteen years."

Donna jumped up. "Bishop Antonio Jackson you will not accept any of his money!"

"He's my dad, mom, he gave it to me."

"I told him not to do this!"

"Calm down mom. I'm eighteen, it's like back child support and he can give it to me."

"Oh yeah? You're still in high school, so any child support would still come to me until you graduate. So how much?"

Of course, his mother, the lawyer, would get legal on him. He wondered if his mother would let him keep it. He still had no plans for it, but like Ethan, he agreed it was his birthright. If he grew up a Van Russell, he'd think nothing of a personal jet or expensive vacations. Maybe he could buy a mansion like the Van Russell Estates.

"One point eight million-"

His mother's mouth flew open. "He gave you what?"

She did not expect an answer from him, so she snatched her phone up, walking away as she fiddled with it. Surely calling his father. He did not want Ethan to get in trouble with his mom now that they were so happy and planning a wedding.

ETHAN VAN RUSSELL-Money Isn't a Thing

All it took was one ring from Donna and he would pick it up. He saw her calling and left his meeting and let his assistant take over.

"Hey, lovely lady," he said with a smile as he made his way back to his office.

"Why the hell did you give my son that much money?"

Ethan took a deep breath. "Our son."

"I told you-"

"I know what you said Donna, but I couldn't deny him what was his. Let me do this. It's not about you. You were a great mom. Are a great mom. Let me man up to my responsibilities."

"It's too much."

"I feel like it's not enough." Ethan meant that. He knew Donna made enough money to properly care for their son, but if they were together, things would have been different. "Baby, if I never left your side, you both would have had everything I have and so much more. We both made our mistakes, but he did not."

He could hear her sniffling.

"Donna, sweetie, don't be upset with me. I didn't want to go behind your back but you never would have accepted. Tony's a good kid, he'll do good with it."

"He's still a kid, Ethan! What is he supposed to do with that much money?"

"Whatever he wants. If you truly raised him right, he won't go off and buy an expensive race car or something and race like he's in Fast and Furious." Ethan chuckled at that, what he did when he got his first taste of inheritance money.

She laughed at that.

"See, I made my lady smile." He was in his office now, and hearing Donna laugh, he missed her and wished he was with her.

"Still at work?"

"About to leave." He looked at his Rolex. It was six-thirty in the evening and work never seemed to stop at Van Russells. "My place or yours tonight?"

"I'll make you dinner, come on over."

He was not going to turn down a homecooked meal by his gorgeous fiancee. "See why I love you."

"My good cooking?"

"In the bed and the kitchen."

Donna giggled at him. "Okay Ethan, I'll let you go."

"Babe."

"Yes?"

"I love you."

"I love you too."

Hey readers!

Time to spice things up a bit. When everything is going so well, I have to create some drama.

XOXO
Kimberly