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i'm a teenager, I'm sick.

Sick /Four./ Us

AUTHOR'S NOTE CAUTION!!! THE CONTENT MAY CONTAIN STEAMY SCENES. I F YOU ARE UNDER 18 YEARS OLD, PLEASE DO NOT KEEP ON READING. THANK YOU!

I liked it, about last night.

I like grasping on to something that isn't mine.

I like the taste of owning something, the taste of stealing men, and the taste of semen.

I liked playing games.

I liked it as I walked down the hallway. Turning a corner, I stopped to watch the new act.

They're whispering in a huddle again, while giving me a deadly glance.

Those bitches always act like I can't hear.

It satisfied me that they seem to have a very important conversation about the fact that I had sex with one of their boyfriends last night.

It was no big deal. He was the one who took his shirt off first anyways.

I smirked to myself as I walked away, I liked it.

I liked it even more when he stammered as I approached.

He was sweating, and trying to avoid eye contact. I want it even more when my prey are nervous, it's cute. I couldn't stand it anymore.

I held on to his neck, like last night. Luring him in and our tongues twisted again. I took in a deep breath of his scent, and licked his bopping Adam's apple.

He didn't refuse, he actually enjoyed it. Like last night.

I gave him a seducing glance. It was a permission.

One of his hands wrapped around my waist, while the other automatically pulled up a corner of my mini-skirt and gently stroke the inner part of my thigh.

His fingers teased my already wet lower body, sticking two fingers into the hole.

I wasn't wearing panties.

I moaned happily in his ear while bending and unbending my knees to soak my juice on his pants.

His thing stood up.

It was a long kiss, I could feel the people watching as they passed, but I didn't care.

Because I liked it.

My body trembled in excitement after we parted. I could feel my nipples getting hard, and I could feel his thing was about to burst.

I told him to meet me at the bar after school.

His eyes begged me to go with him to the bathroom, but I only gave it a naughty pinch before flipping my hair and turning away.

Juice was sliding down my thighs. I ran my tongue over the upper part of my teeth and bit down hardly to stop it from tingling.

How much I wanted to suck on that cock.

Turning a corner, his girlfriend was watching. She was furious, and was heartbroken.

I could tell, and I liked it.

I turned my heels and sashayed away. From a distance, I could hear him talking to his girlfriend.

Ex-girlfriend now.

He said that he was very sorry. Ironically, the tent between his thighs haven't deflated yet.

I walked into homeroom, sat down in the center, and scooped up my juice that was overflowing down my knees.

I licked my fingers, it tasted like the sea. That's why all the boys love me.

From the corner from my eyes, I could see the other classmates watching.

I opened my legs wider, showing my naked vagina.

They scooted closer to me, and I dipped my fingers with my own juice again.

I licked them slowly, from the bottom to the top. Some of them gulped. How they wished me to suck for them.

I smirked and closed my legs with a snap. My classmates turned away, their face now red with embarrassment.

I laughed as I changed my seat to the very corner of the class.

I thought of him, and her, and masturbated.

I couldn't help it.

I'm a teenager. I'm sick.

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