“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Yeah. Fuck...” Kayla Bradford moaned softly in the shower with lust. It was early in the morning, a typical weekday. The end of the semester was quickly approaching. She thought about Sam Prescott, penetrating Kayla with all his being, taking her.
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Oh, fuck me, Sam...”
She moaned with want. She never felt this feeling before. She didn’t want it to end. However, their relationship was business and personal. At least, she thought. She liked him. He did too. To what degree, she did not know. Her hustle was growing. Her popularity was growing. She was riding high, in multiple ways.
“Ugh, fuck my pussy! Ughhh...” Kayla said, as her breasts bounced perfectly and she fingered her soaking wet teenage treasure furiously.
As she came, she remembered that Sam wasn’t going to be at school today, due to a college field trip. She was going to go it alone. Kayla tasted her juices and said to herself, “I’m a big girl. I can do this.”
After washing her beautiful, curvaceous body, she finally stepped out and wrapped in a towel. Kayla’s lips formed a mischievous smile at that point.
At that moment in time, “Taste of Kayla” was just getting popular. Sam Prescott had the ingenious idea of “What if you get fucked at our lunch period?" That’s good exposure. People wanted Kayla. People needed Kayla. After this, it wouldn’t need exposure. He hoped he hadn’t created a monster. Until that morning before first period.
“Hey, Kayla,” Kareem and Kenyon said in unison.
“Kareem and Kenyon. Well. How you boys doing?"
“She knows us?" Kareem said to his brother.
“Of course, stupid. It’s not exactly hard to find us... And she’s fucking Sam. Oh, my bad,” Kenyon said to Kareem.
“It’s ok, not exactly used to this popularity yet,” Kayla said.
“You’re not? I mean, look at you. You’re hot as fuck. I bet any dude would have you,” Kareem said.
“Damn right,” Kenyon said.
“Yeah?"
“Besides, where is our boy Sam?"
“College field trip. Why didn’t you...”
“We know where we’re going,” Kareem said, with a smile.
All of a sudden, Courtney Jackson swiftly said in Kayla’s ear, “Can I talk to you for a second?"
“Yeah,” Kayla said to her.
“Sorry, guys. Talk later?"
“Yeah,” The twins said at the same time.
“What was that bitch’s problem?"
“You know goddamn well what her problem was. Courtney and Kayla used to be friends,” Kareem said.
“Damn...”
“You know that was one of my first times,” Courtney said.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Then why are you... You know they’re trying to fuck you too. You know they are," Courtney said.
“Court, Courtney, they walked up to me.”
“Kayla, do you remember when you called me a professional cocksucker in class? That’s because it’s the truth. Yes, I sucked off the Michaels’ twins dicks. You saw it. Yes, I fucked boys afterwards. I used my body to get ahead. You know that. You figured that out. But my point is, we used to be friends. What happened? What happened to us? You’re smart. You’re pretty... I think I like you. Like in that way,” Courtney said. Courtney moved closer, her lips smooching Kayla’s for a short yet sweet kiss. Kayla broke off the kiss, confused. She had feelings for Sam Prescott.
“Courtney... I don’t know what to say. But thank you. But I do know this: If you have my back, I got yours.” Courtney smiled. The bell rang for first period.