Sunday, September 15, 2013

Against


Damien played with the straps of the back of Julie’s dress as she sat on his lap. Tracing his fingers along her back, he exhaled warm breaths down her back. They were both sitting outside on the porch of the frat they were at. Everyone who was outside had come out for fresh air after all the drinking and music going on inside. Saturday night at a college campus. What else could anyone expect?

After realising her beer can was empty, she got up, sliding her ass against his dick as she did so. His adam’s apple rose and dropped as he swallowed the tension that was starting to arise. Damien excused himself from the group to grab himself a beer as well. Walking into the kitchen, he found Julie bending over and reaching into the fridge for a bottle of corona. As Julie stood up straight, she felt Damien right behind her. His lips an atom away from kissing her neck. Turning around, Julie leaned towards Damien. However, just before he could kiss her, she pulled away and walked outside.

Five minutes passed. Another five minutes passed. Five more minutes passed and the bottle of mango vodka that had just been opened was drained completely into the teenage mouths that craved the feeling of being completely loose and free.

Two by two, the group dispersed. Five people left, Damien and Julie being two of those five. Julie got up and Damien followed her lead and she went inside to grab her purse from the spare room.

She entered the room and turned around to find Damien at the door. He took one step forward and leaned his neck down to softly graze his lips against hers. After he pulled away, he looked at Julie’s lust-filled eyes and took a cue. Simultaneously, Damien closed the door and slammed Julie against it after he grabbed her by the waist, spinned her around, and kissed her hard.

With both their heads spinning, the collision of their lips satisfied much more of their needs than they could have imagined. Tugging at each others’ hair, they continued to swivel their heads as they made out to the chillstep in the background.

Feeling like they’re floating on air, the chillstep took them to eargasmic places, which added to the tension between them. He grinded up against her, rocking his hips back and forth, rubbing up and down her throbbing pussy.

After hearing people outside, the both of them stumbled for the closet and hid in there until the people left. All the while, Julie kissed Damien’s neck as she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled them along with his boxers down. Once left alone, Damien somehow managed to lift Julie up. She wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist as her black skirt hiked up all the way.

Greeted with no underwear, Damien used one hand to quickly maneuver his way inside of her. Once in, he went back to supporting her by placing his hands on her tight ass and holding her up.

He cupped her mouth as she struggled to keep in a scream while he pushed his way into her. Resting her head on his shoulder, she used one arm for support and scratched his back with that hand. She bit the other one to prevent moans as he rammed her against the back of the closet over and over again.

Being in such a cramped space, they could both feel the closet violently shaking as the hangers rattled. However, after some time, all they could hear were their erratic breaths. Julie felt the sweat dripping from Damien’s body as she held onto his back for some sense of stability. Damien felt the sweat dripping from Julie’s body as it got harder to hold her up because of the lack of friction due to the sweat.

They paused.

Breathed.

Looked into each others’ eyes.

Shared half a kiss.

Then he went back to slamming her against the wall with a much stronger and faster force this time. Taken by surprise, Julie screamed out and it rung in his ears. All he could focus on right after was how much he wanted to be inside of her and how wet, tight, and warm her pussy was.

Her moans became shorter, louder, and closer together. Julie let out one final expression of pleasure however Damien hadn’t finished just yet. That last moan motivated him to thrust himself into her even more.

As her grip on him relaxed, he grabbed onto her ass even tighter, pulling it closer to him. With one final thrust, he blew his load in her and came to a sudden halt. Barely managing to let her down without dropping her, Damien helped Julie to stabilize her on her own two feet.

Damien pulled his boxers and jeans up and Julie pulled her skirt down. After fixing their own hair, they made their way out of the closet as if nothing happened and went out to smoke up with the three other people who were still there from before.

Wednesday, September 11, 2013

OMG! Miley Cyrus! WTF are you doing?!

Why are more people concerned with Miley Cyrus's new video where she's swinging pretty much naked when people should actually be concerned with the fucking DEATH of an 8 YEAR OLD who was RAPED by her 40 YEAR OLD HUSBAND on the FIRST fucking NIGHT?!

Rape is disgusting. Most people just write it off as a guy's animalistic need. Why would you create someone like that? Where is your god now?