I am trembling like a leaf as I feel the soft white fabric graze up my leg. Slowly, Ethan rubs it along my soaking wet pussy lips and I release a low moan. Fuck my want for him just grows and grows. I gasp and tighten my grip on his shoulder as his long finger shoves the tip of the panties deep inside me. It’s a sensation that is so new on the pleasure scale for me that I don’t know what to make of it. The panties are rough against my slick smooth walls of my pussy. But that rough friction sends tingles of pleasure down my spine, across my mound, and deep into the core of my pussy. I feel my walls start to involuntarily tighten around Ethan's finger and I release another moan..this time somewhat more louder.
“Yessss” my breathless voice whispers out.
“Is that encouragement to keep going?” Ethan’s deep sexy voice taunts me.
“Yes, yes please keep ahhhh going” I moan out as I feel Ethan’s fingers suddenly curl into me.
“Good…cause I am not going to let you run away from me this time” he darkly whispers to me as he forcefully shove the panties into me even more.
My eyes shut in a crinkle of pain but soon even more waves of pleasure wash over my body. I can feel the tension starting to build, the fire inside my belly is growing, the spring of pleasure inside my pussy is growing to, getting closer and closer to bursting.
“Ohh you are just so wet for me” Ethan whispers and I feel my body start to shake. He has about half the panties inside of me. But I feel my control of the spring of pleasure start to slip. I can take it anymore. I release a short quick gasp and a loud low moan as my pussy walls tighten even more around Ethan’s finger. I feel my legs start to weaken as I lean into Ethan. The waves and waves of pleasure begin to surround me. Lighter and lighter I feel.
Then suddenly I shaken from the cloud that is my orgasm as I hear the door to the janitor's closet creak open.
“What the fuck!” I hear Ethan practically growl at the now open door.
I know I am probably a deep red as I clutch to the back of Ethan trying to hid my naked shame.
I hear a familiar deep voice “Ms. Daren sent me to look for you and when I heard the rustling from the janitor’s closet I knew it had to you getting your daily hook up with….Rachel?…”
His is quiet for a moment all I can hear is Ethan’s ragged breathing “Get the fuck out of here Ben”
“That’s not Rachel it is.” But Ben says it more as a statement than a question as I hear his footsteps move closer. I feel Ethan’s strong hands gently push me back further into the shadows of the corner.
“Court?!” Ben sounds flabbergasted. “It can’t be…how long Ethan!”
“Don’t tell Rach” I hear Ethan whisper in a voice so deep and threatening that I have to shiver.
I feel a strong arm grip me and pulled me out from behind Ethan Trying to shield myself with my arms I hear Ben sneer “oh Court I had no idea you were so sexy…I would have banged you first”
“Let. Her. Go.” Ethan practically growled.
“Don’t worry I won’t tell Rachel…on one condition though….I get my time with this little beauty here” Ben says as he sleazy glares at me.
“Fuck no and take your fucking hands off of Court.”
I suddenly find my voice: “Ok” I whisper
“What?!?!” I hear Ethan shouts
“I’ll fuck Ben to keep him quiet” I lowly whisper
“Good girl” Ben whispers
“No you won’t” Ethan’s loud voice breaks through.
“Yes I will…it’s my body” I slowly stammer out.
“No, cause I will fucking murder Ben before that” Ethan growls out through clenched teeth.
“No…Rach is my friend…..and…I can’t let her know” I look down and pick up my hoodie and slowly slip it over my bra. Not even bothering to look for my panties, I slip on my khaki shorts. I turn around and look at the two boys. Ben grins with a knowing smirk and Ethan looks like he is ready to rip Ben’s head off. With a deep breath I break the tension: “I need to get back to class before someone worries, I suggest you two do the same….Ben…I will hold up my end of the deal later” And with that I walk out of the janitor's closet and back to class.
I feel it burning a hole in my backpack. Courtney’s white cotton panties. The ones I shoved deep inside her. The ones she orgasmed in. The ones that fell out of her when fucking Ben disturbed us. Uhh I just want to punch his mother fucking face. How dare he use Cort like that. How dare he threaten me.
“Ethan honey!” I hear Rachael's voice shout down the hall toward me. As much as I just want to run and sulk away from her and wallow in my own self hatred, I force up my appearance and pretend to be happy to see her.
“Rach baby…what’s happening” I smile at her and pull her into a light side hug.
She kisses my cheek and replies “mmmm nothing much” oh shit here it comes: nothing much with Rachael means something huge. “Oh by the way have you heard the rumor yet?”
“What rumor” my eyebrows knit together in concern
“You know how weird Court was acting today..”
I gulp…there is no way we could have been found yet.
“I heard that she was caught hooking up with Ben in the janitor's closet! Can you believe that…what a cute little relationship” Rachel squeals with joy and I have to bit back my urge to vomit. It’s only been 2 class periods since our encounter and she has already held up her deal and fucked Ben. That little slut. I knew I should have never cared for her. She is just looking to get of whenever and however. What a fool I was to think that for once, Court could actually like me. That my crush from the 7th grade would actually care for me. Well fuck her, sounds like she never cared.
“Yeah cute” I bite back sarcastically
“What’s wron..” but before Rach can ask I see a sight I never thought
I would see. The shy and nerdy Katherine Bloyard is furiously yelling at Court by her locker.
“This is what is wrong with society today. People like you. You know girls like you are why guy don’t respect the good women like me.” Katherine is practically red in the face from yelling.
Court still look calm and collected as she quietly buy firmly replies “I will repeat myself one more time: fuck off…I know you had a little crush on Ben, but don’t take out the fact that he wasn’t attracted you on me”
Katherine looks ready to bash Court’s face in when I see no other than Drew step in. Drew, the head captain of the lacrosse team. Drew the bulky giant of a man with silver blond hair. Drew…the most eligible bachelor of the school since I started to date Rach steps in to help Court.
“Hey um Court I think we’re going to be late to Science…um sorry to disturb this talk here but I need Court to do all my chem calculations”
“As if she even could with that little brain of her’s” Katherine scoffs I watch as Court just shrugs it off and walk off with Drew as if nothing happened
As I walk with Drew down the hallway I feel my hands still trembling. “Thanks for that back there” I whisper to him trying to make my voice sound even.
He rests a hand on my shoulder and replies “As much as I really do need you to do my chem homework, I really am concerned for you. We’re more than just lab partners Court. I mean that is how we started off, but now we are so much more. I care for you, and I don’t ever want to see you hurt like that back there.”
Closing my eyes to try to fight off the tear that I know are trying to make their way out I reply “Thank you..I am fine now though”
As we round the corner of the hallway I feel Drew suddenly pull me into him hugging me tight in the middle of the hallway for all to see.
“Drew…” I whisper out.
“You’re not ok I can tell that…I am not so dense as to see you’re still hurting…so hurt into me” He whispers into my hair.
“They’ll see” I choke out into his chest.
“Let them see…let them talk…the only thing that matters is that you know the truth.” he murmurs into my hair.
I feel my phone vibrate in my hoodie pocket and I pull it out to read a text from Ethan
**Ethan:** I have somethings of ur’s. Dropping them off after school at ur place. Be there. I feel my stomach sink into my gut. Fuck. My. Life.
I look up at the shitty apartment complex in front of me. Apartment 234. The green door with chipping paint, the worn “welcome” mat. I used to think it was a very cool that Court lived here. But now I know. I know how much of a hell hole it is. How many crack addicts live next door. Or that police just raided a meth lab in the next building over. My heart ached for Court when I read about that drug bust in the newspaper recently.
It’s funny, for a girl with so many friends, none of them know where she lives. I remember Rachel asking if I knew where Court lived. I lied. I told I had no clue. But that was because I knew Court. I knew how much it would hurt her for someone else to know how dirt poor she is. See, the only reason I am so privileged to know where she lives is because of my mother. Apparently Court’s mother and my mother were friends in high school. They did everything together, dated, went to prom, married their high school sweethearts, got knocked up, and had kids together. Court’s mother apparently fucked up along the way and, got pregnant by some douchebag that stole all of her saving before leaving her to raise a child alone. My mom says that gave her trust issues. What my mom doesn’t know is that Court has those issues too. I see the way she gives fake smiles on a bad day because she doesn’t want anyone to know. I see the way she hesitates before even going on a date with a guy. I feel the way she doesn’t trust me. With that though as my negative mental fuel I knock on the apartment door.
Court opens the door wearing nothing but an oversized black t-shirt that grazes just blow her thighs and white thigh high socks. Her blond hair is up in a messy bun and she is wearing her large black framed glasses that make her blue eyes look huge.
“Ethan?” She whispers in shock.
“Don’t sound surprised, I said I was coming over.” I bristle in response.
“Yeah you texted me AFTER SCHOOL….Ethan…it is 2am the next day…I honestly thought you weren’t coming.” She defensively replies.
“Well I am here.” I say curtly.
She looks slightly annoyed and I know I am probably being a dick for interrupting her so late. She nervously starts to bite her pale pink lip. God even without makeup in her lazy way she is adorable. Fuck! I should not be thinking these thoughts.
“Get inside” she says interrupting my thoughts, “I don’t want my neighbors to start rumors.”
Quickly I walk into the small apartment and I am assault with a flood of memories from hanging out here in my childhood.
“My mom is still at work so…whatever you’ve got to give back to me …give it now.” She sounds tired.
“Did I wake you up?” I curse myself for sounding so considerate.
She sighs, “No…I….I couldn’t sleep.” She says avoiding almost all eye contact.
“Why?” I don’t mean to sound like a dick but it just comes out.
She looks annoyed at me. “Why?” She yells out…”Why?!?…because I almost fucked you twice…because I can’t stop thinking about you…because I know how fucking wrong it is and still want to do it…because I have to fuck Ben to keep him silent and I am afraid that I won’t be good enough for him and he’ll tell Rachel!” she says exasperatedly while looking down at the off white carpet.
“Wait…” I cautiously ask. “You…haven’t fucked Ben yet?”
“Oh so you heard the rumors…yeah, no I haven’t fucked Ben yet…he said he started those rumors to ‘protect’ our secret closet hook up but I think he just started them to mark me as his…I mean really what guy is going to want me after Ben has put his fucking hands all over me.” She is looking at her hands as they pick at the bottom of her shirt.
I can’t help but let the words that come next escape me…it's as if they have a voice of their own, “Me”
“What?!?” She looks up and tilts her head at me.
“ME” I whisper “I would fuck you…fuck I want to fuck you so much right now…I don’t know how…I don’t know why…but you drive me crazy and I want you anyway I can get my hands on you.
She takes a bold step forward and next thing I know I am closing my eyes as she starts to deepen the kiss on my lips.
He’s backing me up into the wall. His hands are underneath my shirt and are slowly massaging my breasts through the grey bra. His full lips never leave my own as his tongue expertly grazes against my own.
Breathlessly I break away and say, “mmmm…we need…” he kisses me and I push him away, “bedroom..my room…now.” Before I can escape his grasp and lead him to my room, he shove me hard up against the wall and firmly grips my ass.
“Wrap you legs around me” he grunts.
Following his directions I find myself being carried into my bedroom. He’s trailing slow soft kisses up the side of my neck. A soft gasp escapes my lips. The moment they part his own soft lips enrapture mine. With a gentle sucking his mouth moves deeper into my own. His tongue grazes mine. His right hand is on my hips. His thumb rubbing the exposed skin of my thighs. His left hand is under my shirt and is tracing a small circle right below my bra strap.
Suddenly his mouth is off of my own. I feel his warm breath in my ear as he whispers, “I am going to undress you now and enjoy every inch of your skin.” I shiver in excitement as he opens the door. Gently pushing me on top of the bed, his legs straddle either side of my body. I watch as his eyes slowly take in every curve of my body. Slowly, he pulls up my shirt to reveal my grey lace bra. With light feathery kisses, he slowly makes his way to the base of my matching grey lacy boyshorts. I feel his tongue lick a wet line right above them. He stops suddenly and his green eyes stare at me with such an admiration that I can’t help but to moan out.
“Beautiful,” he whispers and kisses right below my breasts before murmuring, “I am going to take that bra off and show your beautiful breasts the attention they deserve.”
His fingers trail up my sides and then across my back before easily unclasping my bra. I feel the straps slip off my shoulders before his warm hands remove it completely from me. His index finger traces lightly across my breast before he starts to pinch at my nipple. At first it’s just a slight pinch, but that turns into a fierce hard pinch that has me gasping and moaning in a pleasurable pain. The feeling is the replaced by his warm soft lips as he starts to suck and lick at my nipples.
He brushes the hair that has fallen into my face and whispers to me, “Now I am going to make you orgasm, with those panties still on.”
Shivers run up my legs as his fingers run up my thighs. His hand just hovering over my pussy in anticipation of what is to come. Ever so lightly, his index finger traces my slit through my panties. I bite my lip. He slips a finger under my panties and I can feel a warm tingle start to grow between my legs. His finger circles my core before pulsing up to circle my clit. Varying pressure he circles my clit again and then makes his way down to my core again. Slowly he presses his index finger into my core.
“I am so wet for you” I moan out to him.
Then I hear it…keys in the front door.
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