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GOOD BOY (Love Stories)

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INTRO
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In Which A Bad Boy Meets A New Student And She Makes Him Behave.

CHAPTER 1

? Olivia POV
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Okay, so maybe driving up in my new candy apple red mustang convertible on the first day at a new school was not a good idea. I didn't want to bring any attention to myself, but as I step out of my car and flip my hair over my shoulder, it feels like a hundred eyes are on me. Oh well, it was either my car or my motorcycle, and I think my motorcycle would have been way more distracting.
Ignoring the odd stares, I close my door and sling my backpack over my shoulder. This school is much larger than my last, but I've never felt uncomfortable in crowds.
That's a lie.
I can have severe anxiety when I'm surrounded by too many people, but I've become so good at hiding it.
All the wondering eyes look away when I begin to walk up to the sidewalk. The mindless chatter among students is obsolete as I chew on the inside of my lip and strolling on my phone.
"Twenty buck says you can't recite pi." I look at the group of people in front of me and stop walking. A nerdy young boy with thick glasses holds out a twenty towards a boy who looks like his twin, only with braces. They both look to be around 5'7 and have buzz cuts. Oddly enough they look fit, like they work out often. I've never seen buff nerds.
"No fair Conner, I'm still learning it. Ask me something else," The brace faced twin says as he glares at his brother I assume. Without thinking, I walk up and snatch the twenty out of his hand.
"3.1415926535897932384626433832795028841971693993751058209749445923078164062862089986280348253421170679." I ramble out taking a few breaths. "That's only the first little bit, I'm pretty sure I know up to six hundred numbers, but we don't have time for that do we?" With a smile I stuff the twenty in my pocket and continue to walk towards the main building, ignoring the shock faces and whispers around me.
"Hey wait up!" Two voices say in unison and I turn to see the two boys I just recited pi to running up to me. I stop and stare at them, watching as they both blush.
"That uh...that was amazing," One of them says and I give him a small smile.
"Thanks."
"Are you new here?" The other one asks and I give him a bored expression.
"Have you ever seen me here before?" I ask as I stare at him with a straight face.
"No?" He answers as he shifts from one foot to the other, while chewing on his lip.
"Welp, there's you answer sweetheart. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go met my tour guide in the office." Both boys nod their head silently and I turn to continue walking. As I near the door to the main building, I immediately notice the type of group that I want to stay far away from. I don't know if it was the six-inch heels and high ponytails, or the too small shirts with thick muscular arms coming out of them, but I would bet my twenty bucks that these are the popular kids.
Keep your head down Olivia, and maybe they won't notice you.
"Hey, new girl."
Fuck!
I stop right beside the group of people, and of course the blonde with too much make up, and I'm sure a body count that would rival my whorish mother steps forward.
"Name isn't new girl, and what do you want?"
"I just noticed your car when you pulled up. Is that this year's model?" She asks and I stare in her face, waiting to see the challenge there. Sadly, there is none, which means one thing.... Barbie wants me to be a part of her in crowd.
Nope, not going to happen.
"It's actually next years model. My adoptive mother got it for my birthday that's coming up." I respond as I slide my fingers through my hair.
"That neat! Well, would you like to come sit with us at lunch today? My best friend Lucy moved this year because," Ms. Barbie leans in and looks around like someone is watching. I scrunch my face up in confusion and lean back a little. "She got pregnant by Scotty and he won't claim the baby. Honestly, I don't think it's his either." She pulls back and giggles before slapping my shoulder. Looking down at where her hand touched me, I sigh and shake my head.
"Didn't you say she was you best friend?" I ask, and Barbie gives me a weird look.
"Yeah, why?"
"Nothing. And to answer your question, I'd like to sit by myself at lunch. It's kind of how I like to do things." Barbie's mouth drops and the girls behind her scoff like I just slapped her in the face.
"Guess the world does revolve around you Alexis," A voice says from behind me. I whip my head around and step back when I see the student who is standing behind me. He's tall, lean but muscular. His hair is a chestnut brown, his eyes golden, and he has the fullest pink lips I have ever seen in my life.
Full and so fucking kissable.
But if he's hanging with these assholes, he's surely a dick.
I scan his ivory skinned body, that I am sure would burn in the sun, and groan. The sound is light and airy but I can tell my the way he licks his bottom lip, he heard it.
"Shut up Zed," Barbie says with a scoff and I look at her as she walks into the arms of a boy who looks like he eats steroids for breakfast. I mean seriously, he's jacked, and ugly.
"Preston, the new girl was mean to me," I let a laugh slip as I watch her complain to her boyfriend.
"Well, I got to go. Nice meeting you
Barbie ."
"It's Alexis you bitch and it would be in your best interest to stay out of my way." My legs stop moving just as I'm about to open the door to the main building.
Deep breaths Olivia. Deep fucking breaths.
Choosing to be a bigger person, I roll my shoulders and walk into the main building without saying a word. This is my third school in four years. I've been expelled from all the previous ones because of my temperament. It's my senior year and I just need to make it to the end so I can walk the stage and head to MIT.
I walk into the main office and a sweet elderly woman looks up at me.
"Oh, heavens you must be Olivia Bryant. Student X." She beams with a smile.
"Student X?" I question.
"Yes ma'am. Calvary High School has never had a new student, well student transfer in. So, you are student X sweetheart, which doesn't mean anything bad, it's just how we label you." It doesn't surprise me that I'm the first new student at this high school. Calvary High is tuition based. Only those who can afford it send their kids here, and my mom was one of those who could afford it.
"Alright Ms. Olivia, this is Stephanie," A girl walks up to me with a small afro, and large square glasses. She has a big goofy smile that is contagious. "She will be your tour guide for the day since you two have the first five classes together." Before I can say anything, Stephanie is squealing.
"Oh my god, hi!"
"Hi." I say with a small smile. The elderly woman then hands us both a piece of paper and I look down to see that it's my schedule.
"You two have fun, and make sure to get to class on time. Welcome to Calvary Ms. Olivia, enjoy your senior year."
"Thanks."
"Alright, let get to first period, which isssss," Stephanie who stands at least six feet looks down at the schedule and smiles. "Mr. Thompson AP Trig." She says as she grabs my hand and begins to pull me down the hall and in-between student. A short walk later we in a small classroom with ten desks in it. I'm accustomed to having almost thirty students in each class, so to see ten desk throws me off for a second.
"No worries, this class is small because Mr. Thompson is a old asshole, and a tough teacher. Everyone changes their schedule before the first day if they have him. He quite monotoned, but other than that, I think he's fine," Stephanie says as if she read my thoughts. We both sit in the first two desk and she turns to stare at me with a creepy smile.
"So, what brings you to Calvary your senior year?" She asks and I sigh.
"Fighting," I chuckle. "I'm quiet. I like to stay out the way, but girls seem to take that as a weakness and test me. Then my fist ends up breaking their jaw, and I'm expelled from yet another school." Stephanie's eyes widen for a moment before she giggles.
"That's bad ass."
"Yeah, I guess so." We continue to chat mindless for a few more minutes. Stephanie's cook and we can relate to each other.
Slowly the desks fill and I look up when the bell rings to see Zed walking into the class. His eyes find mine and he gives me a hard look before turning his gaze away and going to sit in the last available seat. The teacher follows in behind him, and I stare at the old man who looks days away from dying, wondering how the hell he plans to stand the whole school year?
"Hi, I'm Mr. Thompson. Welcome to AP Trigonometry, please pull out you textbook and let's get started." He says in a tone that could put anyone to sleep, but I like that he's all work and no play. I hate doing those, "What did you do this summer?" ice breakers.
Soon the bell is ringing and Stephanie is guiding me to our AP English Class. As we walk down the hall, we walk past Alexis and her group of friends. A ping of something foreign hits me when I the tall, slender, big lip Zed leaning against a locker with a small brunette sucking his tongue. He'd left class to go to the bathroom and never came back, now I see why.
"What the rules on PDA here?" I whisper to Stephanie and she follows my eyes to see what I'm talking about. She scoffs and shakes her head.
"There are no rules. It's almost eight fucking grand a year to go here. No one follows the fucking rules, and none of the teachers care because they're getting paid a shit tone to make, she we "learn." Stephanie does air quotations and I laugh as we walk pass the group. When I pass by the sexy boy, my gaze flickers up and I bite my lip when I see his eyes open slightly looking at me, while he's being kissed by the girl in his arms. My ear burns and so do my cheeks as I quickly look away and stare ahead of me.
AP English and my next two periods breeze by, and now I'm standing in the lunch line with Stephanie rambling about something beside me. We get out food and sit down at an empty table. I would have preferred to eat alone but Stephanie has been very nice, and pleasant to be around.
"So where are you from?" Stephanie asks as I throw a fry into my mouth.
"Mississippi." I mumble as I pull my phone from my back pocket.
"Woah, I heard it's super boring there."
"It is."
"Well you should love South Florida. It's so much to do here and the beach parties are the best."
"You speak like you've been to one Steph," I groan in annoyance when I hear Barbie's voice speaking form behind me. "Don't pretend like you are somebody bitch, when you are nothing here."
"Shut up Alexis," Stephanie mumbles as she looks down at her pizza and fries.
"I'm sorry slut, I didn't quite hear that." Barbie snarls as she slams her manicured nails on the table
Why does there have to be a blonde idiot with too much of her daddy's money, and mommy's make-up in every school? Not only that, why did she always have to be a fucking mean girl, knowing that she can't fucking fight?
"She said shut up Alexis," I say through my teeth as my jaw tightens and my fist clench. It's my first day and I'm already about to knock a bitch out. Bullying is not okay, and I'm confused as to why the six-foot-tall girl in front of me won't defend herself against a tiny Alexis who doesn't look like she weighs a hundred pounds wet.
"I don't think I was talking to your fat ass." Alexis spit as she slams her hand down on the table again catching everyone's attention. I close my eyes and open them slowly. When I do, I can see a pair of golden eyes staring at me from across the cafeteria. He's biting into an apple and when he sees me looking at him, he raises a single eyebrow. My gaze flickers down to watch his perfect mouth chew and I lick my bottom lip.
"You're right Alexis," I say as I stand. If she wants the attention, I'll fucking give it to her. "I do have quite a fat ass." Turning, I wiggle my ass suggestively earning a fair share of hollers from the boys and some girls. I know I'm not skinny, but I've always taken good care of myself, so I know I'm not fat. "Now do yourself a fucking favor and stay the fuck away from me and Stephanie. You're trying your luck with me Barbie."
"Is that a threat?" Alexis spits back at me and I smile at her.
"No, I don't threaten anyone, I make promises. And I can promise you this; if you decide to be a thorn in my fucking side this year, it won't end good for you or your average ass face." I then flick her nose causing her to gasp in mortification. Alexis stomps her heel and whips her head around so hard and fast that her ponytail slaps me in the face. Sitting back down, I watch as she storms over to her group of friends that have accumulated two tables down with Mr. Sexy. We when make eye contact again, he juts his head up towards me and I smirk at him before looking back down at my food.
Shit, he is so fine and it's going to be a long fucking year.

STORY CONTINUES
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? CHAPTER 2 ? Olivia P.O.V ______________________________________ "Olivia Bryant," I look up at the cheer coach as she says my name and I raise my hand. "As you know sweetie, we already have our cheer squad for the year. Football season starts in four weeks. I don't think it would be possible for you to learn everything in that short amount of time." "Wonderful." Taking my backpack, I sling it over my shoulder and head to the office, and away from Alexis. Of course she was the cheer captain, as if I cared. My mom did my schedule and it didn't surprise me that she tried to make me cheer again. "Hi Ms. Bryant. What can I do for you?" The sweet elderly woman says to me and I smile warmly at her. "I need to take cheer off my schedule." "Oh dear why is that?" I explain to her what the cheer coach said and she quickly gives me a list of options. Immediately I choose early release, so I can do something productive with the extra two hours of free time. "Well, I'm sure you will be happy to know that you will only have four classes a day and after lunch you will be released." A grin so wide spreads onto my face and I thank her before leaving the office. I pull my keys out of my backpack and look up to see someone leaning against my car. Not just anyone. It's Zed. The closer I get, the more his intense stare makes my body heat up. I'm no stranger to arousal, or sex for that matter, but he makes me feel something different. More primal. "Why the fuck are you on my car?" I say as I unlock the drivers side door and open it. Zed doesn't speak, he just pushes off my hood and begins to walk away. I watch him as I get in and close the door. Pressing the push start, I listen to my baby come to life while still staring at Zed's retreating back. "Fucking psycho." I mumble to myself before backing out of my spot and heading home from my first day of school knowing that if Zed is psycho, I'd be into it. - When I pull up to the gates of moms new house, I type the code into the keypad and watch as the large gates open. Driving up the circle driveway, I look out at the gardeners who are planting my favorite flowers. I park the car in my garage and get out. Walking into the house I smell different baked goods and hum in appreciation. "Ma!" I call out knowing that she isn't going to answer back. When I get into the kitchen, I see my favorite party planner in the world and I stop. "Oh no." "Oh yes," Marcus says to me as I watch him swipe away on his iPad. His chocolate skin smells of cocoa butter, and his cute shirt and top make me jealous in a friendly way. Marcus is my favorite person but if he's here then that means one thing. "Marcus please tell me my mother did not plan my eighteenth birthday party without my consent." "Lory did more than that sweet girl. She called the school, and it's being announced on the school bulletin board tomorrow. The party is Saturday and she's already hired the music." "Leave it to mama to do too damn much." I mumble as I go grab my small box on top of the fridge that harbors my weed. Not sparing Marcus another glance, I head to the patio and spark up. "Rough day?" Marcus asks as he takes a seat beside me. I've been smoking Mary Jane since I was fifteen. My mom knows but doesn't care. She doesn't consider it a drug, and she enjoys when I'm quiet and hungry, rather than loud and hungry. "It wasn't rough. Typical blonde popular girl tried to get me into her crowd and when I refused she called me a bitch. Um, my tour guide Stephanie is super sweet and bubbly, oh and there's a 6'2 god of a teenage boy who makes me wet." I say honestly and Marcus's mouth drops at the last comment. "Lord hunny, you are something wild." He crosses one leg over the other and leans towards me as I sit down. "Now tell me about this hunk of a man." I laugh when he wiggles his eyebrows at me. "Man is a stretch. He's a boy, until he proves otherwise." "So dominant, just like your mama." I roll my eyes and continue to talk. "He's tall, like 6'2 as I previously said. Lean with muscles, and big ass lips for a white boy. Like seriously they're huge. And he has a killer smile that I saw by accident at lunch today." "What did you feel when you saw him for the first time?" Marcus asks and I know exactly where he is going with this. He's a huge believer in love, and that it can been found at any age. "Marcus." I groan but he doesn't let up. With I sigh, I think back to when I saw him and I bite my bottom lip. It felt like everything around us disappeared and it was only him and I. The way he licked his lips when he heard me groan made me want to grip him in my hands and knead his delicate- "Alright, stop clenching your thighs, you little whore." Marcus says snapping out of my thought. I burst out laughing and so does he. "Looks like little miss Olivia just experienced lust at first sight or loooove. Now the question is, what is she going to do about it?" I shake my head and scoff at Marcus before taking another drag from my joint. "You know you're a horrible influence right?" The gay man just smirks and winks at me. "I'm not here to be your mentor. I'm here to make sure you live your best life, and get in as much trouble as possible. Without going to jail." "Who's going to jail?" I smile up at my mom, who steps from inside the house, plucking the joint from my hand. She takes a long drag as she sits in the chair beside me and looks at Marcus and I expectantly. "No one," Marcus says with a sly smile. "But your daughter needs condoms." "MARCUS!" I scream as I bury my face in my hands. "I don't know what you're so embarrassed about. How many times did I find Tony on top of you in Mississippi?" My mom questions and I feel the bile rise in my throat. "Mom-" "Don't mom me. I'm your mother by law , not birth, so I don't care as much as I should about your sexual life. Just be safe and wrap it up." I glare at her and roll my eyes but she's right. She's really my Aunt Lory, but she took me in when the state was about to take. "Sex at your age is normal nowadays." "I know but it's still weird to talk about," I mumble as my mom hands me back the joint. "What ever happen to Tony? He stopped coming around well before we moved." "Cheated," Is all I say as I think back to Tony and Kendra, the bitch that almost had me charged with attempted murder. I thought Tony was the love of my life. He was tall, chocolate, rippling abs, and he was two years older than me so he did things to my body that I knew no one else could do. Oddly enough, I always felt unsatisfied but I kept going back for more. "Oh yeah, with that little Kendra bitch. You fractured her skull remember?" "Yeah, I remember, and I remember being handcuffed and taken to juvey, too. God, MIT isn't going to take me because of my fucking permanent record." I groan and Marcus bursts into laughter. "Sweetie. MIT doesn't give a fuck that you're a little feisty. You are one of the few people who aced the ACT's and you can build a computer out of a paperclip and a piece of wire. They'd be stupid not to bring you onboard." Marcus's praise mixed with the weed gives me a giggle fit and I have to bit down on my bottom lip to stop it. "Tell me about this guy though." Mom says as she nudges my shoulder. "Please don't get her started Lory, she was already clenching her little thick thighs." "That an oxymoron." I say to Marcus and he furrows his eyebrows. "Who doing oxy?!" He screeches. I double over in laughter and so does my mom. "No you fucking idiot. An oxymoron is two contradicting words paired together." My answer comes out in a more serious tone. My mom calls it my professional voice. The voiceI'm going to use in my MIT interviews. "Well I know from experience that things can be little and thick." Marcus counters and I shoot to my feet immediately. "Alright, I'm hungry, and I personally don't want to talk about each others sex lives anymore." Walking into the house, I get my phone out of my backpack, grab a bag of chips and a drink before heading up to my room to do nothing in particular. Two hours later my mom is banging on my room door and I jolt out of the nap I didn't know I took. "What!" I scream as I throw my legs over the side of the bed. My mom opens the door at the same time that I stand up. When she steps in she not alone and when I see who stands beside her my jaw drops to the ground. It's fucking Zed. "This young man came to see you." My mom blinks innocently and I glare at her. "Thanks for showing me up Lory." Zed says and I scrunch my nose up at him. I look at my Mom who swoons like a horny teenager before smiling sweetly at me and leaving the room. It's then that I realize...one, I just heard Zed talk and his voice was the sexiest thing I have ever heard, and two, the motherfucker is standing in my house. How did he even know where I lived? "You know the big house across the street on the hill?" My eyes snap up to meet Zeds and I fold my arms over my chest. I can't help but admire how pretty he is. His hair is damp and I can hear the faint sound of rain from outside. Zed's face and lips seem to shine from the moisture and my bottom lip slips in-between my teeth. Is it possible for a boy to be beautiful? Gorgeous even? Zed's large lips are turned up in a smirk and I mentally slap myself back into reality. "Yeah, what of it?" "Well Ms. Bryant, it looks like we are neighbors."
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Olivia guess you are stuck with Zed for life
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Interesting.
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CHAPTER 3 Written by Jchrist (AFRICAN GOOD BOY) ___________________________________________ Olivia POV "Neighbors?" I gawk as the word flows from my lips. My head swims for a moment, but that stops when I see Zed walking around my room lazily. His fingers dance across my dresser, and he eyes my paintings on the wall. He stops at my floor to ceiling windows that look over the lake, and then he turns back and gives me a heated gaze. "I think we should talk." Zed says as he turns and looks back out the window. "About?" I've never been a nervous person, and I was about to start. When Zed takes too long to answer, I walk up to him and spin him around by his shoulder. We glare at each other, neither of us backing down from the other's pointed gaze. "What the fuck do you want to talk about? Why are you here?" "Today, when we saw each other for the first time; what did you feel?" His question catches me off-guard. It's like the air is sucked form the room and I can't breathe. My heart beats against my chest frantically and I can feel my face heating up. "I-I.." Shit! I hate stuttering. Growing aggravated with myself, I turn away from Zed and try to storm away but his hand grabs my elbow and stops me. The action triggers me immediately and without thinking I lift my free hand and smack Zed across the face. Ripping my arm from his grasp, I watch as he rubs his cheek, and then he's looking at me. His eyes are intense, deadly. Oh yeah....he's fucking crazy. "You felt the same fucking thing I felt Olivia." Zed says as he begins to stalk towards me. I slowly back up as he talks, my hands up trying to keep him as far away from me as possible. "Felt what?" "The lust. I wanted to bend you over the railing and take your sexy ass to the moon with my dick. But we couldn't do that now could we?" My back hits one of the walls of my room and Zed places his hands on either side of my head as I look up at him, and he glares down at me. "So? Why does it matter Zed?" I say, my voice sultry. Everything in me wants to lean forward and take his lips, but it's one thing to fuck him, another thing to kiss him. "Because, it's going to happen right here, right now and then we can move on with our fucking lives. We'll be out of each other's system and we won't have any reason to communicate or deal with each other anymore." Most girl would have said no to him. Told him they wanted to get to know him better, maybe even be his girlfriend, but I'm not most girls. I knew how to keep my emotions out of things. One heartbreak was enough for me. "I don't have any condoms." I finally whisper as I bite my lip and my hands move from my side and towards the belt of his damp pants. Zed smirks and digs into his back pocket. He pulls out a condom causing me to smile up at him. "Well what are you wanting for pretty boy... fuck me ." Pulling him into the bathroom, I close the door knowing my mom is probably outside my door listening, and I prefer not to let her and Marcus hear me get my rocks off. Once we are inside, I turn on the light and Zeds begins to tear at what little clothes I have on. I'm naked in record time, and I watch as he pauses to look at me. His eyes wide, his mouth open. Those big pretty eyes shift from my breast down the waxed mound of my sex. "What?" I pant feeling myself grow hornier by the second. It's like my voice snaps him out of his stupor and then Zed's spinning me around to face my large mirror. Our eyes connect through the glass and I groan when I see how dark and lust filled Zed's eyes are. He grabs his shirt and pulls it off quickly followed by his pants. Everything is happening so fast, almost frantic, but I don't care. I want to fuck Zed. He wants to fuck me, and then we'll be good. But is it ever that easy? "Ready," He groans in my ears and I gasp when I feel his thick girth slide in between my slick lips. "Oh yes, more than ready." Zed moans as his hands snakes up my sides to cup my breast. Our eyes stay connected in the mirror as he kneads my tits and pulls at my nipples. "Tell me Olivia, did you think about me diggin' in your guts today? Hmm?" I moan at his dirty words. Zed doesn't have the first tattoo, he doesn't smoke as far as I know and he has an innocent look to him so his potty mouth surprises me. He rocks himself faster in-between my legs, the head of his dick nudging my clit repeatedly. He pinches my nipples hard and I let out a moan so loud I'm sure my mom heard it wherever she is. "So fucking responsive. I love it." Zed says as he pulls back and begins to push into me slow. His girth stretches me painfully and I groan at the sensation. When I think no more of him can fit, Zed slams into me and I yell out at the pain that shoots through me. The pain gives way to pleasure and I mewl. "Oh yes." I gasp as he begins to move in and our of me slowly. Zed places his hands on either side of me on the counter and looks in my eyes through the mirror. His pace is slowly and steady, and I quickly grow aggravated. My hands slide over his and I immediately dig my nails into the tops of them. He hisses at the pain and bites down on his bottom lip. I start to push back on him hard and fast causing Zed to have to widen his stance. "You wanna fuck me Zed? Then fuck me." I moan as I push back even harder as I dig my nails deeper into the skin on the back of his hand. "Damn." Zed groans. I notice that his eyes are closed and his face is morphed in undeniable pleasure. "You like this Zed?" His eyes snap open and he gives me a intense stare as his breathing quickens. "Tell me you like it and I'll let you come." My ass is now smacking against his hips fast and hard, while he girps the counter for dear life. I've broken the skin on the top of his hands causing small amounts of blood to flow from the wounds. The feeling of his huge cock inside me has me gasping and moaning, as his manhood nudges my cervix with each movement. "Fuccckkkk." Zed groans as he leans forward and latches on to my shoulder with his teeth. He bites down harshly and I moan as I throw my head back. I push back faster, our skin smacking loudly against each other as we both express our pleasure with groans and curses. "Tell me you like it and I'll make you cum." I demand again and one of Zed's hands come up to wrap around my throat. "Fuck I love it," He moans out into my ear. His hips are no longer moving, he just stands still letting me fuck myself on him. I'm on my tiptoes pushing myself to the limit while Zed chokes me. "Make me cum you crazy bitch." That is all I need to hear to double my efforts. I use the counter for leverage and push back as hard as I can. Zed begins to jerk behind me and I know he's close. "So damn fine." He praises before he smacks my ass with his free hand and my orgasm hits me out of nowhere causing my legs to buckle, but Zed does let me fall. He moans loud, and it's the most erotic sound I have ever heard in my fucking life as he let's go into the condom. His legs give out and we both crumble to the ground. We lay there for a moment. My eyes are closed but I can feel Zed's fingers dancing up and down my stomach. His manhood softening inside of me. "I should go." He finally says and I crack my eyes open to see him staring at me. His normally pale skin flushed and his hands still bleeding. "Sorry about your hands." I croak, knowing that I'm not really sorry. "Sorry about your shoulder." Zed says as he stand to his feet and disposes of his used condom. My eyes look over at my right shoulder and sure enough it's a large bruise with teeth marks. I stand and grab my robe off the back of the door and wrap it around myself while Zed fixes his clothes. Honestly this was the most amazing fuck of my short life. The exchange of dominance is exactly what I crave and it seems that Zed doesn't mind giving it to me. When he's dressed, he pulls out his phone and hands it to me. "Put your number in there. Just in case." "Thought you said we were just getting it out of our system," I challenge as I grab his phone. "Yeah, that was before we fucked." He retorts under his breath but I still hear him. Choosing to just let it go, I put my number in his phone. "You're mom is super chill." "She's my mom by law not birth. She's actually my Aunt." "Cool." There's an awkward silence between us, and I shift on my feet not knowing what to say. I'm usually a pro at kicking people out, but deep down, I kinda want to stare at Zed for the rest of the afternoon. Or my life. Pump the brakes Olivia.... "Well, see you at school tomorrow." I finally choke out and Zed nods as he walks over to my room door and opens it. "Aren't you forgetting something?" Zed stops and turns to look at me with a quizzical expression. "Use your manors, I allowed you to cum. What do you say?" I smirk when Zed blushes the color of a tomato. He rubs the back of his neck and bites his plump bottom lip. "Thank you." "Thank you what?" "Thank you, Olivia?" A smile spreads across my lips and I nod at him. "You're welcome Zed. Now get the fuck out of my house." STORY CONTINUES
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Livia the rider.... Ride on
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CHAPTER 4 . Olivia POV ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, I stood in front of my full body mirror and groaned as yet another shirt failed at hiding the bruise that decorated the area where my neck slopped to my shoulder. Make-up made it worse, and now I have no choice but to wear a turtle-neck in ninety degree weather. Fuck that. Deciding that I have no choice but to showcase my bruise for all the school to see, I try to think of a lie. I walk away from the mirror, grabbing my backpack and keys before heading down for breakfast. "Damn!" I heard my mom say as I grab it an apple from the fruit bowl. She sits at the island with a bowl of cereal in-front of her and a shirt that no doubt belonged to yet another one night stand who is probably asleep in her room. "Is he a vampire or some shit because it looks like he tried to suck your blood." "Ha, ha. Very funny." Mom laughs and shakes her head at me. "What's the lie going to be?" "Haven't came up with one yet." I mumble as I bite into my apple and blow air out through my nose. "Well, he must have fucked you good because you didn't come down for dinner last night." She's right. After Zed and I had our little fun, I passed out. I woke up once to go to the bathroom, and check my phone but within an hour I was out again. "Can you at least try to act like my mom and not my best friend?" My glare is met with a amused smile as Mom stands and places her bowl in the sink. "Not everyone thrives on structure and you should know that better than anyone. When I had rules for you, that's when you rebelled the most. So I took away the structure and now you're headed to MIT." I roll my eyes before biting into my apple again. "Olivia, you know I love you, and you know I will only let you take it so far. You may be eighteen come Friday, but you were forced into adulthood at a young age so you are much more mature than those around you. I don't stay on your back because you are smart. You make sensible decisions, and you've proven that time and time again." My mom's words make me smile and I kiss her cheek before heading towards the door. "See you later, and tell your one night stand to get out!" I scream. The last thing I hear before I close the front door is the sound of my mom laughing her ass off. - My car isn't even in park before Stephanie appears at the window bouncing with joy. When I open the door, stand and get out, she engulfs me with a hug that catches me slightly off-guard. "O! My! Gawd! You're party has been the talk of the senior class all morning." I groan as I remember what Marcus said yesterday. Stephanie holds up a piece of sparkling paper and waves it in my face. Snatching it from her grasp I groan even louder when I see it's the details of my party. The only thing that made this surprise slightly better is the fact that they only invited the senior class. Thank God! I didn't want to deal with more immaturity than necessary. "I'm so excited. DJ Tink is like the hottest DJ in Florida. Like, I have to find something to wear! There's going to be so many people there, and I just don't know if I want to stand out or blend in! Will there be alcohol? What kind of food will there be? Is white an appropriate color! Maybe I should-" Stephanie's rambling ceases all of a sudden and her eyes widen when she looks down at my neck. Fuck! "What happen to your neck!?" The frantic girl screams and I slap my hand over her mouth. "Hush!" I whisper-shout as I look around the parking lot for wondering eyes. Everyone seems to be heading toward the main building, while all the groups huddle with their friends waiting for the bell to ring. I start to walk and Stephanie follows me like a lost puppy. "Seriously Olivia, what happened?" "I can't tell you, but I'm fine and no-one is beating me before you ask." We step onto the sidewalk together and head towards the main building. My eyes scan the area and I immediately notice Zed hanging around his group of friends. The brunette from yesterday is holding his hand up and I feel my face grow hot. Just as we are about to pass them, the brunette starts to talk. "What happened to your hands Zed? Are you okay?" I can't help but glance at Zed and I almost stumble over my own feet when I see him already looking at me. I've always been good at ignoring people that I've been intimate with but I could tell by my reaction to Zed that it would be hard this go around. Adverting my gaze, I continue into the building with Stephanie rambling about what she wanted to wear to my party. I answer her in nods before we finally get to Trig. "I didn't see you after lunch yesterday, did you get early release?" Stephanie asks me as we take a seat in the front of class. "Yup, I'm released at eleven thirty everyday." "Lucky, I could do early release if I didn't have track or basketball. Do you play any sports?" "I played basketball and I ran track, but I'm done with that now. Focusing on my mathematics and other things so I can get into MIT." I say at the same time Zed walks into class. He glances at me with a stoic look on his face. My eyes look to his hand and I can't help but smirk. I furrow my eyebrows when I see Zed walking towards me. He glances down at the empty desk beside me before taking a seat. Stephanie is frantically tapping my shoulder and I turn to look at her. "Whoa, Zed Larson is sitting beside you." She whispers causing me to tilt my head in confusion. "Ohhhkaaayyy, and," I drawl as I lift a single eyebrow. What I wanted to say was; "Yeah I know him and I know what his dick looks and feels like." But that would have been inappropriate. "And? His father is like a fucking billionaire. He's always really quiet, and between you and probably the whole senior class," Stephanie leans in close to whisper in my ear. "We all thought he was gay, until he started walking around with Janice Elderwood." Okay, now that's a bomb shell. I sit back in my sit and stare at the empty board ahead of me as I think about what I was just told. Yeah, Zed has very soft big features, but why would people think he's gay? It can't be based off his looks, because "gay" does not have a look. I turn to ask Stephanie why people thought that, but the teacher walks in and immediately begins teaching the lesson for the day. The question dies in my throat and I decide to leave it dead. It didn't matter what people think or thought of him. I'm sure I'll be able to form my own opinion of him soon enough. - Classes went by in a blur and the bell for lunch rang, making me sigh in relief. The stares from people were starting to get on my nerves, but no one said a word to me. Except one teacher, who asked me if everything was alright at home. I scoffed at his question before telling him I was fine and storming out of the classroom. Stephanie and I sit down at the same table we sat at yesterday, and she immediately starts to ramble on about the party. I can't help but engage with her. Soon I find myself enjoying the conversations we are having. "Hey ladies." I look up to find a cute mix boy, with long hair and gray eyes staring down at us. Standing behind him are two boys, who seemed to be engrossed in their phones. "Um....hi." Stephanie murmurs and I scrunch my face up at her in confusion. Who is this cocky dickhead? "Can we help you with something?" I say as I give the boy a bored look. He's not ugly, and his arms are muscular, but he isn't my type. Plus the smug expression on his face makes him even less of my type. "Yeah sweetheart, you can give me you're number and let me bruise that neck of yours like the last guy did." My eyes snap up to the table that Zed sat on top of yesterday. I almost gasp when I met his intense glare. His nostrils flare, and I can see how tight his jaw is clenched from here. "Fuck off." I say as I look back at the cocky fucker. His eyes narrow at me as he leans forward. This will be my second fucking altercation in the cafeteria if I punch the shit out of him right now, so I opt for just glare at him. "You know who I am?" He spits and I draw back in disgust. "You know who I am" is not a sentence. It's do you know who I am." I say with a smirk and I watch his face turn a bright red. "And to answer you question, I don't know and I don't care, so back off." The cafeteria is quiet and I know everyone is looking at us, including Zed. Seconds tick by before the cocky boy pulls back while glaring at me. Without another word, he turns around and walks off, pushing one of the twins boys that I had seen yesterday out of his way. The boy falls to the ground, the contents of his tray falling to the floor. I jump to my feet and rush over to help him pick up the mess. "Thanks, I'm Philip." I look up to see he has braces and I smile at him. "Olivia. Sorry about this, I think I might have pissed Mr. Asshole off." Philip looks back at the douche as he storms out the cafeteria and shakes his head. "That's the mayor's son, and he's an absolutely dick to everyone. He thinks that the world revolves around him, but I heard he has a small thing. So maybe he's pissed off about that." I burst into laughter and Phillip does with me. As we stand, I can feel a set of eyes boring into my skull. I don't have to look and see whose eyes they are as I walk Philip to the table where Stephanie waits for me. When Philips sits down in front of Stephanie, they look at each other and blush. Clearing my throat, they both look at me their blushes growing redder. "So, Philip, what's your twins name?" I ask in an attempt to help them both with the awkwardness. "Josiah." "Those names don't rhythm." Stephanie says as she looks at Philip. Her eyebrows are furrowed and Philip shifts nervously beside me. "My mom wanted us to be our own individuals. That's why we don't play the same sports, and we try to avoid being in the same classes." "That's actually pretty cool." She says back and I stand, ready to head home for the day. "You guys get to know each other better. I'm going to go home, roll a joint, and eat all the snacks. See you tomorrow Stephanie." Stephanie gave me a timid wave goodbye as I turned to leave the cafeteria. The halls are empty and I whistle as I stroll through my phone. Suddenly a hand is covering my mouth scaring the shit out of me. I go to bite down on whoever hand it is but Zed's voice stops me. "You've been at this school two fucking days and you have every dick chasing behind your tale." I pull away and turn to glare at him. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" "Nothing." Zed says as he backs away from me and runs his hand through his hair. He stares at me for a moment and I just stare back. "How many people have asked?" His voice is softer and I subconsciously rub my hand over my bruise. A sultry smile creeps onto my lips and I watch as Zed stares at me, gaze darkening by the second. He looks like he wants to do something but he doesn't. "One teacher asked. Other's just stared. What about you? Heard your girlfriend drilling you about it this morning." "She's not my girlfriend." I raise my eyebrows but don't say anything. The bell that ends lunch rings through the hall and Zed sighs heavily. "Stay away from me." Zed whispers out but I hear him loud and clear. I scoff and shake my head before looking at him again. He looks seriously conflicted about something. Personally I don't want to dig too deep into it, instead I walk away and go home like I planned to in the first place. STORY CONTINUES
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? CHAPTER 5 Written by Jchrist (AFRICAN GOOD BOY) ? Olivia POV _________________________________________ The rest of the week was uneventful. Zed didn't sit beside me in AP Trig anymore, Philip and Josiah started to walk and sit with me and Stephanie everyday, and I had managed to stay out of conflict with other students. Now, I'm getting dressed to head downstairs for my party that has already began. "Whoa, you look hot." Josiah says to me with a wink. If he wasn't gay, I would have flirt back, but pointless flirting isn't in my taste. Stephanie's tall ass sits in Philips lap at my desk as I run my fingers through my hair for the hundredth time. It took me three hours to flat iron it and it almost took me out, I swear. The red dress my mom bought me pops against my skin tone, and it's so short I can't bend over. "Can you please hurry up! We are going to miss the whole party." Stephanie whined and I roll my eyes. Looking at her through the mirror, I flip her off and she returns the gesture. "The party started thirty minutes ago. You didn't have to wait on me." I mumble as I walk over to my bed and sit down. Slipping on my shoes, I stand and rub my hands down my dress in a nervous gesture. "Okay, lets go." I check my lipstick one more time before opening my bed room door and walking down the hall as my friends follow behind me. As we walk down the steps, Josiah tells us a corny joke and I burst into laughter. We descend the steps and my mom is there waiting on me with a cake. Suddenly everyone around me starts to sing happy birthday, and I can't help but blush. It looks like the whole senior class came out. Sadly I don't know a single fucking person. My eyes scan the crowd, looking for the one person I'm anxious to see. When I don't see him, my perky mood falters but I push through and put on a fake smile. When everyone is done singing, I walk down the rest of the steps and blow out the candles. The DJ immediately cranks the music back up and the party is in full swing. Random people wish me happy birthday as I make my way through the crowd. I finally make it to the kitchen praying that my mom got me some alcohol. Marcus spots me and gives me a devilish smile. "Hello party girl, you look divine." He beams as he hugs me. "The stash is in the bottom draw of the fridge, condoms are in your bedside drawer if that sexy neighbor shows up." "Thanks Marcus, you're the best." I beam as I hug him and go grab my stash. Stephanie and the twins are out by the pool, when I find them. My water bottle is full of vodka and I leisurely drink it as I head over. Sitting down, we begin talking about random things as I proceed to get myself drunk. "Hi Olivia." A high pitch whiney voice threatens to ruin my slight buzz as I look up from my pool chair and find Alexis grinning down at me. Beside her stood her not so little jock of a boyfriend, the Elderwood chick, and standing behind her is Zed. They must have just arrived because they weren't here to sing happy birthday. "Sup." I mumble before turning away from the group. "You didn't tell me you were rich." Alexis says as she moves to stand in front of me. I groan in annoyance as I stand, towering over her due to my four inch heels. She couldn't be any more than 5'4 herself. I'm 5'7 so the extra four inches, gives me seven inches on her. "I go to a private school that cost eight grand a semester. Pretty sure you have to have money to do that." "Hmph, I guess so. Well, I really think you should reconsider being a part of my group. It has to be way better than hanging with," She pauses and looks back at the twins and Stephanie. I smirk knowing that I can beat the shit out of her if she says anything to piss me off, so I cross my hand over my chest and wait. "Those losers." Taking a long drag of vodka from my water bottle, I cap it and sit it on the ground. Stepping closer to Alexis I smirk and glance at the pool. With a the tiniest push, she tilts backwards and of course her boyfriend tries to save her, so I push him too. Alexis screams right before she hits the water, her boyfriend following behind her. Everyone comes rushing from all areas of my back yard and they gasp when they see Alexis in her boyfriend resurfacing in the water. "You bitch!" Alexis cries and I roll my eyes. "It's my party, I can be a bitch if I want to." I undo the cap of my water bottle and finish the vodka, effectively heightening my buzz. Turning around I smile at the three people I consider my friends and they gawk at me. "Come on, let dance guys." They all jump to their feet, and follow me to the open space reserved for dancing. Two hours later, bodies are grinding against each other, weed is being passed around, and I'm so fucked up. Stephanie and Philip escaped to one of the guest rooms, Josiah is being grinded on by a cute little redhead making me question his gayness, and I'm hiding behind a big oak tree smoking a joint and watching everyone. I think I got too fucked up because I couldn't be sober and watch the brunette be all over Zed. It's annoying and I hate it. And I hate that I hate it. We fucked and got it out of our system, so why do I still want him so bad? "Looking for some company?" Zed calm and alluring voice seems to make my body come alive as he sneaks up behind me. Looking up at him, I hold out the joint which he gladly takes. He then takes a seat on the ground beside me, and rest his elbows on his knees while taking a drag from the joint. "Nice party. Lots alcohol and weed." I snort, and shake my head. "My mom and Marcus are horrible influences, but we live on private property, so the cops can't just roll up, and there is enough room in this house and the guest house for everyone to stay the night." I glance over at Zed to find him already staring at me. "What?" "Nothin'." He says as he continues to stare. His eyes flicker to my lips and I quickly turn away. Zed leans over and his full lips make contact with my neck making me shudder. "W-What happen to Miss. Elderwood?" I moan. Zed doesn't answer, he just pulls away and takes another drag of the joint. He lets out a large puff of smoke before chuckling. It's the purest of sounds, and the way his face lights up makes him even more attractive. "I only walk around with that whore so people will stop saying I'm gay." It's my turn to chuckle as I look over at Zed and he's smiling at me. The weed must be getting to him. "It's because you have such feminine features. Big eyes, straight nose, large lips..... Stunning." I whisper out the last word as I stare at Zeds lips while licking mine. When he moves in to kiss me, I snap back into reality and move away. "I can't kiss you." My words come out rushed as I stand to my feet. "Why not?" Zed asks as he finishes the joint and stands to his feet. He pulls me to him by my arm and his arms wrap around my waist. "Because, if I don't kiss you, it'll be easier to walk away when all of this is over. Kissing is more intimate than sex for me." "Mmm." He hums as he licks his lips and stares down at mine. "Well let me kiss something else babe." My breathing deepens as I clench my thighs. I've been wondering what his lips would feel like against the flesh of my.... "Meet me in my room in ten minutes." I say as I pull away from him and head towards the house. The alcohol buzzing through my body mixed with the high of the weed, has me hypersensitive and crossfaded as hell. When I get up the stairs and pass the guest room, the sound of Stephanie moaning and skin connecting makes me giggle and I rush into my room. As soon as the door is closed I begin to strip out of my party dress. The door to my room opens suddenly and I jump and spin around frantically. It's Zed. "I couldn't wait." He says while closing my door and locking it. His voice is husky, primal. He pushes me back onto my bed, and pulls my dress from my body. I didn't wear anything underneath, because I knew that my neighbor would be here. "You're so fucking fine baby girl." Zed praises and I giggle. He smiles at me making me mewl at the beauty of it. How can one boy be so damn gorgeous? Zed doesn't waste time. He pushes me up the bed, and lays on his stomach between my legs. He kisses each of my thighs making me arch upward begging him to take me in his mouth. "Please." I beg shocking myself. I. Do. Not. Beg. The smug bastard smirks before blowing his warm breath onto my wet folds. I gasp needing him to touch me. "Zed, please." He groans. His head dipping down to taste me. "Fuck!" I shout as my hips immediately begin to move, wanting to ride Zed's face. He sucks my clit into his mouth before letting his tongue flicks against it rapidly. My back bows dangerously and my hands grip the strands of his hair, while my other hand roams all over my sensitive body. "Ohhhhh Zed, yes!" "Shit you taste good." Zed mumbles against my clit, sending a wave of arousal through me. He then pulls away and stands causing me to sit up in frustration. I immediately calm down when I see him pulling at his belt. He strips down to nothing and then climbs over me on the bed. "Condom." I say immediately. Zed curses but reaches back down and grabs a condom from his pants. Once he is properly protected, he climbs back on top of me with a smirk on is beautiful face. I grip the base of his dick and guide him to my wet lips. Zed slowly glides into me making me moan loudly from the slow stretch of his girth. "I don't need you to go slow, just fuck me." "As you wish baby girl." Zed responds with a smirk before he place his hands on either side of my head and snaps his hips forward. My legs wrap around his waist and my hands grip the sheets as the sexy boy above me, begins to pound into me at an alarming rate. "Yes!" My voice is airy and full of lust as I watch Zed's cock piston in and out of me. It's slick with my juices and with each snap of his hips, he stretches me. Ruining me. I move my hands from the bed sheets, slowly guiding them to his neck. Once they are wrapped around his throat my thumbs press into the hollow of the flesh making Zed stop. "Did I say stop Zed?" I pant as I apply pressure, affectively restricting his airway. "No." He says in a strain voice making me moan loudly. Zed immediately begins pounding into me. His hips threatening to push me up the bed but his arms keeping me in place. I watch as his face turns a different shade of red but his hips don't stop moving, if anything his more frantic. Skin connecting with skin fills the room along with my loud moaning. "Oh Zed," I groan. "Such a good boy." Something flashes over Zed's face and his eyes widen. His mouth slacks as his hips speed up. I giggle like the crazy bitch I am as the pretty boy above me fucks me like I've never been fucked before. His head beating my cervix like it owes him something. His girth destroying me. I won't be able to have any one else after him and I'm only eighteen years old. Deciding to see how fair I can push Zed, I completely cut off his airway. His bottom lip slides in-between his teeth and his eyes roll to the back of his head. I didn't know it was even humanely possible, but Zed speeds up, loud grunting sounds coming from him. His long fingers grip my sheets in desperation. My jaw slacks and I scream out as an unexpected orgasm hits me. I tremble beneath Zed as I squirt all over his cock. But the beast of a boy doesn't stop. Finally I release his neck and he draws in a long breath. A long groan flows from his lips as he jerks violently above me. "Oh FUCK OLIVIA!" Zed groans as he lets go into the condom. When he's done, he collapses against me, his sweaty, yet sexy body, laying on top of mine. I groan as Zed pulls himself out of my thoroughly used core and lays down beside me. He's till gasping for air making me worry until he begins to chuckle lightly. "What's so funny?" I ask as I turn to look at him. When I find him smiling, I can't help but smile back at him. "You are one crazy bitch, you know that?" "Yeah, I know, but it seems like you like it." Zed smirks as he sits up while still looking down at me. I don't know why but I don't say a word as we stare at each other. "Yeah, I guess I do." When that single sentence slips from his mouth, I immediately know I'm in trouble because of the way it makes me feel. Then I say someting that I thought I'd never say to the boy in front of me. "You want to stay over?" T B C
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? Chapter 6 Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy) ? Zed POV _______________________________________ Two weeks. It's been two long fucking weeks, and I haven't so much as brushed against Olivia. I couldn't, she's too much for me, but yet she's everything I've ever wanted and that's a scary feeling. My life has always been about control. Control of my surroundings, control of my emotions, but Olivia demanded my submission and fuck if I didn't want to give it to her. The first time I had her, when she slapped me, I felt a spark of something I have never felt before. When I had her on her birthday and she choked me, she woke up something that I didn't even know lived in me. Now I can't get her out of my head. "Hey Zed, throw the ball back man." I snap out of my stupor at the sound of the head coach calling my name. Looking down at bf my hands, I see the soccer ball I just stopped during our scrimmage still in my grasp. How long have I been standing here like an idiot? Throwing the ball back onto the field, I try to push Olivia out of my head, but it's so hard. Damn near impossible. She's in two off my five classes. She stays across the street from me, and my dick gets hard every time I think her name. Just like now. I have to admit, there are so many things I like about her. Like the fact that she's headed to MIT, and that she has a perfect grade point average. I found that out when I pulled her student file from the office, without permission of course. When I read through her file, I found those two things out, and I found out the girl hasn't made a "B" since the fifth grade. I also like the way she wears her kinky hair. In different styles, and sometimes in a big afro. The way she laughs is contagious, the curves of her body hypnotizing, if I believed in love at first site, then I'd say that's what I felt for her three weeks ago when I saw her on the first day of school. I'm so caught up in my thoughts once again and I don't see the soccer ball coming, until it connects with my face. "Damn it!" I scream as I fall backwards onto my back. "My bad Zed, I thought you were paying attention." My best friend Bentley says as he jogs over to help me up. When I'm on my feet again, Coach is walking over to no doubt rip me a new asshole. "Zed get your head out of your ass. We aren't going to win state again if our goal keeper can't keep focus in practice." "Sorry coach." I mumble as I rub the side of my face. "Yea, yea. That's it for today. Get to the locker room, and get home. Don't do too much partying." When the team is in the locker room, we all start heading to the showers. "So what's up with you and Olivia?" Bentley asks as we step into the large shower that houses multiple people. "Nothin'. Why you ask?" I respond as I glance at him. The smirk on his face irritates me but I choose to ignore it. "I'm your best friend. I see how you look at her. How you steal glances at lunch, when Elderwood is attached to your fucking hip. You going to go after her or you going to let someone else sweep her off her feet and then be mad about it?" "I can't get too wrapped up in the girl. She's headed to MIT, and I'm going overseas to study abroad. What's the point?" I respond as we walk over to the showers. "The point is, you never know how shit will play out. She could be the love of your life bro, and you're going to just let her go because you don't think shit won't work out. Hell, Olivia might make you want to stay in the states." "Doubt it." I mumble as I lather my hair and scrub it clean. "Tell me why you want to study abroad Zed?" Bentley asks as he turns off his shower head. I follow behind him, wrapping my body up in a towel and heading back to my locker. When I don't answer Bentley scoffs. "Exactly, you don't want to go abroad, you just want to get as far away from this place as possible. Well, MIT is across the damn country, and I know you're just as smart as Olivia. Try to get in with her." "Why do you care so much!?" I finally snap as I slam my locker close. Bentley throws on his shirt and shorts while shaking his head. He then points at me with a hard look on his face. "Because I've been with your dumb ass since we were in fucking diapers. I've seen what you've been through. When people started rumors about you being gay, I helped you through that. When your dad was beating your fucking ass after your mom's death, I helped you through that. When you fucked Olivia for the first time and told me how she treated you, I didn't judge. So don't act like I haven't cared this much your whole fucking life." Bentley seethes as he slams his locker close and throws his duffle over his shoulder. He goes to walk away but stops and turns to look at me. "I don't know a lot about love or relationships, but I know one thing for sure. You want Olivia, and the sooner you stop lying to yourself, the happier you will fucking be." I just nod my head as I throw on joggers and a t-shirt, before slipping on my shoes. Bentley waits for me and we walk out to our cars together. "Haywire should be jumping tonight, wanna go?" I asks my best friend when we get to our cars. Haywire was one of the clubs my dad owned. It was for twenty-one and older, but I have always been able to get myself and a group of my friends in as long as they were eighteen. "Yeah, I'll go. But under one condition." Bentley says with a smirk. "I'm sure I know what that condition is." "You have to invite Olivia." "Why are you so stuck on us being together?" I say with a huff as I run my fingers through my wet hair. "I dunno man, it's just something about the girl that tells me that she's good for you. Invite her and I will go." "Okay fine." "Bet, I'll be at your house around ten." We fist bump each other and get into our cars. I pull my phone out my bag and search through my contacts until I find Olivia's name. My bottom lip slides in-between my teeth as I think of what to say. I'm sure she doesn't want to fucking talk to me. After I declined her offer to stay the night on her birthday, she looked defeated, and then I proceeded to ignore her for the next two weeks. She probably hates me. I sigh heavily and type the only thing that comes to mind. * Zed: "Hey, I'm coming over." Olivia: "Bet. I have my own condoms so no need to bring yours." Zed: "Not coming over for that. Coming over to talk." Olivia: "Oh." Zed: "Is that okay?" Olivia: "Yeah, bring snacks, we can watch some Netflix and chill. (;" Zed: "Anything in specific you want?" Olivia: "You. And probably some hot Cheetos, and skittles. The purple bag." Zed: "You've had me for a while now. But I got you." Olivia: "Ditto. See you soon." * A shit eating grin spread onto my face as I throw my phone in the passenger seat, and crank my car. As I pull out the parking lot, I feel myself grow anxious. I've never felt this way about someone, and I've never been over to a girls house to just chill . Chilling usually turns into something else, but I'm determined to make sure that doesn't happen between Olivia and I. She deserves more than that, and I want to show her that she does. An hour later, I'm pulling into my driveway to park my car, and walking across the street to Olivia's. When I get to the gate, I type in her code that she gave me, and it slowly opens. As I walk up the driveway, the front door opens and I smile when I see Olivia standing in the doorway. She wearing small little shorts that make my mouth water, and a tank top with no bra underneath. Yeah, it's going to be hard as fuck to behave with her wearing that. When she turns around to walk inside, a hint of her full ass peeks from beneath her shorts, and my dick stirs to life. I groan causing Olivia to turn around. "You okay?" She asks with a smirk on her face. I shake my head and smile at her, watching her cheeks flush a light pink. "You know what you're doing." I respond as I grab her by the arm and pull her back to meet my front. The bag of snack falls to the ground as I wrap my arms around her and kiss her neck. Olivia sighs and cranes her neck to give me more access. One of my hands lay flat against her belly while the other takes it's place in-between her thighs. "Is it wrong that I missed you?" Olivia says and I smile against her neck. "Nah, I've missed you too. You've done something to me that no female has every been able to do." I mumble against her soft flesh. Olivia lets out a soft whimper when I nip her skin. One of her hands move around to grip my hair and I push my erection in-between her soft cheeks. "And what might that be?" The beautiful girl asks and I pull away from her. I watch as Olivia turns around and frowns at me. "What the fuck is your problem Zed?" Olivia spits. " You fuck the shit out of me on my birthday and then you don't speak to me for two fucking weeks, then all of a sudden you text me that you're coming over. If this isn't a booty call then what is it? Because I'm so sick of the fucking games." Olivia shouts as she turns away from me and begins storming up the steps. As I rush pass the kitchen o catch up with her, I get a glimpse of her mother who looks to be cooking something. "Hi." I say shyly and she glares at me. Fuck, that's not a good sign. Clearing my throat, I proceed to chase Olivia up the stairs and into her room. Once we are inside, I close the door and lock it. Olivia sits down on her bed and folds her arms over her chest. "I was in love two years ago. Like so in love that I was about to drop out of school to move to the state that my boyfriend was going to college in. But he was fucking cheating on me, and I swore I wouldn't feel for another boy again." Olivia says as I move to sit down beside her. "It was a decision I made at a young age but it's the only way I can keep my heart in tact. My fucking mom went crazy when my dad abandon us when I was an infant. Now she's somewhere on drugs. I didn't and don't want that to be me." She says as she looks over at me. I stare into her eyes, and I become lost like I always do. Olivia is hands down the most beautiful human being on Gods green earth. "I don't want to hurt you." I finally say. "That's why I'm here Olivia. I can't get you out of my fucking head. I've been with you twice and I haven't even kissed you but you're all I want." I confess while grabbing her hand. "You see this?" Pointing to the bruise on my face from the soccer ball. I watch Olivia nod. "Well, I got this at practice today because I was thinking about you." Olivia giggles and it's the most beautiful sound in the world. "Oh that's funny Livia?" Her eyes widen for a second before she smiles shyly and bites her bottom lip. I smile at her actions before I continue to talk. "I want to try with you Olivia. I want to get to know you better and see where it goes." "I don't know Zed. What about the Elderwood chick, or all the other girls who follow behind your tail? I don't do drama and I'm not trying to get expelled my senior year for breaking yet another bitches jaw." "I'll let all of them go Olivia, if you can give me you. All of you, not holding anything back." Olivia is on her feet backing away from me. "And then what Zed? What will happen when we graduate? I plan on going to MIT. I'm not giving that dream up for anybody." "You won't have to Olivia. I wouldn't make you do that." I say as I stand and grab her arm pulling her to me. Olivia's hands lay on my chest as I wrap my arms around her. "So what? We do this during the school year then when its time for college, we just go our separate ways?" "Or we both try to get into MIT." I counter, shocking both myself and Olivia. This time she pulls away from me and puts her hands on her hips in disbelief. "You want to get into MIT?" "Yeah." I say with a shrug of my shoulder as I move back to sit on her bed. "You do know the requirements right?" "Yes, and I meet all of them. Now enough about school, I have to ask you something?" Olivia moves in front of me and wraps her arms around my neck and straddles me. I groan while shaking my head. A grin spreads across Olivia face, but I choose to ignore the little game she's playing. "What do you have to ask me Zed?" "Well my dad owns a club downtown, and I wanted to see if you want to head out with me and a few of my friends tonight." "Can I invite Stephanie and the twins?" I stiffen at the mention of the twins. If the twins come, then that means Josiah is coming, which would be awkward as fuck. "Um, well it may be a little weird." Olivia looks down at me and cocks her head to the side. I wait for her to question me but she says something that shocks me. "Whatever happened before I met you, I could care less about. What I do care about is you being upfront with me. Now spill." Had To Leave It On A Cliffhanger Because The Chapter Was Getting Too Long For My Liking.
17 Aug 2020 | 09:25
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What does he have with josiah?? only him knows ride on pls
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? CHAPTER 7 Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy) ? Zed POV __________________________________________ I don't know why I thought Olivia would be mad, but thank God she's not. She's currently laughing her ass off while rolling around in her bed. "Why is that so funny?" I ask as I try my best not to laugh along with her. Olivia sits up on her knees and lets out a little giggle. She crawls across the bed on her knees and wraps her arms around my neck as I stand at the end of the bed. "It's funny because who corners a school jock in the boys bathroom and asks if he can suck his dick?" "Josiah, obviously. But in his defense it was around the time the rumor I was gay had hit it's peak." I lick my bottom lip while staring down at Olivia's juicy lips wanting to kiss her. But I remember what she said about kissing, and until we both know this is what we want, then I will abide by her little rule. After a few seconds of silence and staring, I pull away and head towards the door to her room. "I'll be back to get you at ten once Bentley comes to my house. Don't wear anything too exposing, my temperment when it comes to people staring at what is mine is not very good." I say with a smirk. "Who said I am your Zed?" Olivia counters with a smile. Walking back over to her, I pull her into my chest by wrapping my arms around her waist. Bending, I let my lips ghost across hers, before planting a soft kiss to her cheek. "I did." - Ten o'clock rolls around quicker than I thought it would, and now I'm headed across the street in my father's custom jeep to pick up Olivia and her friends with Bentley already sitting in the back. When I pull up in front of her door, they are all standing there waiting for me. Olivia is dressed in a pair of high waisted shorts and a top that resembles a bra. She paired the outfit with a set of high heel shoes that make her long thick legs look even more delicious. Stepping out of the jeep, I walk around to stand in front of my girl. "You want someone to die tonight don't you?" I say with a hint of smile on my lips. My gaze flickers over to the twins and Josiah immediately looks away from me and chews on his lip. Looking back to Olivia, she smacks my chest playfully. "I had to beg him to go, so try not to make him even more uncomfortable." "What? I didn't do anything." "Don't even look at him you ass." Olivia says as she rolls her eyes. We all load up in the jeep, Olivia of course taking shot gun, and head to the club. "So are you two like a thing now?" The girl I recognize as Stephanie says to me. I look up in the rearview mirror and when I do, she giving me a glare. Josiah's twin brother is looking at me too. "I mean, yeah?" I say as I look over at Olivia. Her cheeks tint a light pink and I smile at her. "Awwwww, y'all are soooo cute." Bentley taunts from the back seat and I turn for a second to glare at him. When I turn back around I curse when I realize I'm going through a red light. As soon as I run through it, blue lights show up in my rearview and I groan. I'm being pulled over, and I'm sure my dad is going to be the first to know. Pulling into the first available spot on the side of the road, I wait for the police officer to walk up to my window. He or she has a large bright light out and shines it in the jeep, and everyone curses from how bright it is. Rolling down the window, I squint my eyes and wait for them to speak. "Zed Larson, does your father know you're running red lights in his jeep?" I groan at the sound of the female officer I know as Mrs. Porshia Elderwood. She's Janice's mother and a thorn in my fucking side. In Mrs. Elderwood's eyes, no girl is good enough for me except for her daughter. "Sorry Officer Elderwood, I wasn't paying attention." She doesn't say anything just leans over and flashes Olivia with her flashlight. "Oh, is this the young woman you've left my daughter for?" "With all due respect Mrs. Elderwood, your daughter and I were never together." I counter finding myself getting frustrated by the second. "Is that so?" "It is so. Now if you're going to write me a ticket, please do so and if you aren't please let us go. We are trying to go out and have some fun." Officer Elderwood scowls at me and clicks off her flashlight. She walks away from my jeep and gets into the cop car she stop me in and drives away. I sit there for a moment confused before cranking the jeep back up. "That woman is just as psycho as her daughter." Bentley scoffs from the backseat. "Told your ass to leave her alone, and stop hanging with that bitch Alexis. They aint looking for shit but a baby daddy, and you should know that better than anyone." I tense at my best friends words and look over to find Olivia staring at me expectantly. "Really Bentley?" I scold as I glance at him in the rearview mirror. "What, Olivia seems chill, just tell her the story, I'm sure she'll laugh." "Yeah, tell me the story Zed, I'm sure I find it soooo funny." Olivia says and I sigh. "She tried to say she was pregnant once, and had convinced me I was the dad. That was until it was time for her to go to a doctors appointment and she never set it. Come to find out, she wasn't pregnant, she just didn't want me to leave her alone." "When was this?" Olivia then asks and I groan. "Last year." I say quickly as I pull into the parking lot of the club. We all get out and Olivia comes to me, placing her hand in mine, intertwining our fingers. "Don't worry, I'm not looking for a baby daddy." She says to me before kissing my cheek. I try to hid the disappointment on my face. I don't want her to think I'm crazy, but honestly, I'd love to put a baby in her. Olivia is a stunning woman and there is something about her that makes me feel like she's the one. When we get up to the bouncer, bypassing the long line, they see who I am and let me and my group in. As soon as we step foot in the club, and the music fills our ears, Olivia is swaying her hips and bobbing her head. Pulling her over to the bar, Bentley and the rest of the group follow chatting loudly. The bartender immediately notices me and brings shots for all of us. An hour later we are all drunk and laughing, while sitting in a VIP booth. Stephainie drags Olivia to the dance floor against her protest, and I sit back with the boys and enjoy the view. The way Olivia moves her hips and ass to the beat of the music is the hottest thing I have ever seen. Stephanie is a great dancer too, but I only have eyes for one girl. I guess just watching becomes to much for Philip and gets up to go dance with Stephanie. Minutes later a random girl comes and pulls Bentley from beside me and drags him to the dance floor by his collar, leaving me alone with Josiah. It's not awkward for me but I can tell by the way he fidgets, it is for him. "Hey, you know I never told anyone but Olivia right?" I yell over the music. He give me a shy smile and I smile back. "Thanks!" He shouts back. "But I don't really know if I'm gay anymore. I find myself looking at women, and men." "And? That just means you bisexual dude, and that's cool too. Be you!" When I look back to the dance floor, my temper immediately comes surging forward. Dancing behind my girl is none other than the mayor's piece of shit son, Christian. Why is she even dancing with him? She just told him off in the cafeteria the other day. And how the fuck did he get in, he's not even eighteen yet!? When his hands snake down and grip her ass, I fly off the goddamn handle. Standing, I storm over to them and grap Olivia's forearm. Pulling her back against my chest, I push Christian backward causing him to fall. "What the fuck man!?" Christian shouts as he stands to his feet and gets in my face. We're the same height, right around 6'2, but I have more muscle than him. "Stay off my girl," I shout back as I push Olivia behind me. "She aint your girl obviously. Either that or she a fucking hoe!" Without thinking my fist collides with his face and we begin to fight. Christian lands a few blows to my jaw but my blood is boiling so I don't feel it. It's not until I hear Olivia screaming for me to stop that I get off top of the fucking bleeding bastard. "What the fuck Zed!" Olivia screams at me and I turn to glare at her. I'm bleeding from somewhere. The metallic taste from the iron in my blood is on my tongue. "Why are you dancing with another boy, huh!?" I shout at Olivia as I grip her chin. Her chest heaves up and down but I know that look in her eyes. Grabbing her hand, we leave the club and every one that came with us follows. When we get in the jeep, I punch the stirring wheel, still high off my anger. "Zed-" "Don't fucking speak Olivia!" The jeep is quiet as I crank it and take every one back to Olivia's house. Stephanie, Philip and Josiah all get into Philip's car and head out. Bentley, asks for my keys and heads to my house to no doubt go to sleep and I head into Olivia's house with her. We go up to her room silently, her hand in mine. When we get to her room, I drop her hand and head to the bathroom to clean my face. The mirror shows me a bruised cheek and busted lip, but nothing compared to what I no doubt did to Christian's face. Stepping out of the bathroom, I'm met with the most amazing sight in the world. Olivia is dressed in nothing but black lacy underwear and her high heel shoes. In her hand is something that resembles a whip. I shallow thickly as my cock stirs to life as Olivia struts towards me. Her lip kiss my bruised cheek and then she kisses my neck. "On your knees Zed." Olivia says as she pulls away and smirks at me. Being the obedient boy I am for her, I drop down to my knees and wait for whatever the beautiful woman has to offer. STORY CONTINUES
18 Aug 2020 | 12:48
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Zed the good boy...u re about to get punished sexually
18 Aug 2020 | 16:21
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Ok
19 Aug 2020 | 03:34
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wait wait ...like seriously
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? CHAPTER 8 Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy) _____________________________________ ? Olivia POV I remember the first time I ever laid eyes on bdsm pictures and articles. It's was two years ago, when I felt like I was lost in a sea of fucking hurt and sexual frustration. Type those symptoms into google, and bdsm is sure to be in the list of things the search engine finds. It wow' d me how pleasure could come from receiving and giving pain. From that day forward, I became what is known as a switch. Both wanting to inflict the pain, but be hurt, all in one and I think I've found the boy that'll understand that. Zed chest heaves up and down as his eyes take in my attire, and he licks his bottom lip when they land on the moisture in the middle of my thighs. I can feel how slick they are with my arousal. "You embarrassed me Zed." I hum as I take the whip and run it through my hands. "Follow me, on your hands and knees." As I take slowly steps backwards Zed, gets on to his hands and crawls towards me. It's like a game of cat and mouse. A lion stalking a lioness, primal ready to devour, and my sexy boy's eyes match the animalistic nature of what we are doing. Once I'm standing at the end of my bed, I instruct Zed to take off his shirt and hold on to the bedpost. My eyes drink him in as I watch the muscles on his back and arms move as he does what he's told. When his hands wrapped around the expensive piece of wood, I smirk before talking again. "I'm going to give you ten lashes. After each one, you will thank me. If it gets to be too much, say "Kiss me" and I'll stop." "Will you kiss me if I say those words?" Zed asks as he looks back at me with a smirk on his face. I lean down allowing our lips to be centimeters apart, our breath mingling and smirk. "Not on your life. Now count." Stepping back quickly, I bring the whip back and let it hit the center of Zeds back. He arches and let out a strangled sound. "Thank you, Olivia." The whip comes down again on his beautiful muscular back but in a different spot. Zed lets out a loud groan and drops his head. "Thank you, Olivia." The next eight are quick, each harder than the last until I get to ten. When I finish Zed's back has raised whelps, none of them bleed but they will bruise. Dropping the whip, I climb onto the bed, until I can rest my back against my pillows. Zed raises his flushed face and watches as I remove my heels and spread my legs open for him. He bites down on his bottom lip hard when he realizes my lacy panties are crotchless. What can I say? Easy access. "Come eat me baby. Make it good and I'll let you fuck me.... hard ." My voice is airy from how fucking aroused I am. Zed took his little punishment like a champ, only letting out loud groans, while his body trembled. I watch as Zed stands and removes his pants revealing his straining erection. The head of his cock is almost purple and I can see his entire thing is throbbing. He crawls onto the bed, wraps his arms around my thighs while looking into my eyes and pulls me down to meet him. Zed then places his hands underneath my ass and brings my pussy up to his face like an offering. His tongue immediately darts out licking from the mouth of my sweet area to my little bundle of sensitive nerves. "Fuck." I moan as Zed sucks my clit into his mouth while staring into my eyes. My bottom lip slides in between my teeth as he continues to eat me as if I'm the most delicious thing he has ever tasted. Face buried so deep between my lips that his nose nudges my clit while his tongue fucks me. His eyes roll to the back of his head when my hips jut upward and a loud moan flows from my mouth. "Zed!" "Mmmm." Is the only sound Zed makes as he drops my hips, only to put his hand on my thighs and push my legs up toward my chest while spreading them wide. My hands slide through the strands of his soft hair as I watch his fat tongue flatten and run the length of my slit, flicking from between my lips while he his darkening eyes bore into mine. "Let me fuck you Olivia." Zed pleads and I find myself nodding frantically. He moves off the bed to no doubt get a condom leaving me panting from my impending orgasm. I am right on the edge and I think that Zed knows that. My eyes close as I try to even out my breathing. The sound of foil ripping makes me smile to myself. When I feel my bed dip, I open my eyes and watch Zed climb in-between my leg. He takes one of my legs and throws it over his shoulder before bending down and kissing the tip of my nose. Then without warning, he's thrusts into me hard and I immediately come undone. Zed sits still as I spasm around his thick cock, our eyes locked. His bottom lip slides in between his teeth as he grunts from the feeling of me tightening around him. My mouth slacks in a silent scream, and the I gasp for air. When I come down from my high, he starts to move inside of me with one of his hands on the headboard, the other secured around my leg that's over his shoulder. "Oh!" I cry out as he fucks me hard and fast, the position making me wild with lust. Grunting as if he's frustrated because he can't go hard enough before he goes harder. Then the sexy ass motherfucker takes his hand off the headboard and places my other leg on his shoulder before putting both his hands beside my head and grips the sheet. He spreads his legs further for leverage before slamming in and out of me faster. "Oh my god!" I scream not caring if my mom or anyone else can hear me. Zed feels like he's in my stomach, and I can't help the small sobs that leave my mouth. It hurts so fucking good. "Fuck yes," Zed grunts before he speeds up to almost an inhuman speed. "You make me wild Olivia." The sound of our skin smacking against each other makes a loud clapping sound. I've never left something so goddamn amazing in my life. You know they say that good lovin' will make you act out of character and that's exactly what it's doing to me. My arm hands cups Zed's cheeks and I lean in. Our lips connect and Zed's movement come to a halt as we explore our first kiss together. His lips are so soft, his tongue so warm, feeling like silk against mine. Neither of us try to dominate the kiss, we just experience it. Lips moving in sync. It feels perfect, real. Like everything I've ever wanted. I don't know why but tears flood my eyes and I let them slide down my cheek. This kiss means more to me than Zed will ever understand. "Please don't hurt me." I plead against his lips. Zed kisses me hard as he removes my legs from his shoulders and wraps them around his waist. He pulls away and slowly begins to move in and out of me. I scan his face, admiring his already large lips being slightly swollen from out kiss. The boy is so damn beautiful, I could stare at him all day. "Never." He breathes out as he rolls his hips inside of me, hitting my g-spot. I arch my back, my hard nipples grazing his chest as another orgasm threatens to hit me. My muscles clench around Zed as he continues to roll his hips like he's a male stripper. His eyes move from my mine, down to where we are joined. "Olivia......baby. You feel so fucking...... amazing ." Zed groans and his praise pushes me over the edge. My back bows and Zed takes my nipple into his mouth as I cum on his cock again. A few violently hard thrust and he lets go into the condom, letting out a deep groan that makes me shudder. Zed then lays his head on my chest, while I run my fingers through his hair. After a few minutes of silence, I let out a small sniffle and Zed sits up immediately. He pulls out of me and I moan from the loss of his girth in me. Discarding the condom, he gets back into my bed pulling me into his arms. "Why are you crying?" Zed asks as he looks lifts my chin with a single finger so I can look at him. "I'm scared Zed." "Of what?" "Being hurt again. We are so young, and college is right around the corner. So much could happen, and I just don't-" I stop talking, not wanting to admit to him, or myself that Zed seems to be it for me. But so much doubt runs through my mind. Are we too young to know? What if college pulls us apart? Could I spend the rest of my life with him, and him with me? "You know my mom met my dad when she was fourteen." Zed says pulling me out of my sad and dark thoughts. "When she was still alive, she use to always tell me how she knew he was the one, but she was a freshman and he was a senior in high school. She didn't care and neither did he. They fell in love, and somehow managed to make it work with my dad being gone off to college and my mom still in high school." "How'd that turn out for them?" I ask as I look up at Zed who has tears in his beautiful eyes, and I must admit that it stings to see him sad. "Well," He sighs and looks down at me. "My dad proposed to her after her graduation. They were married before college started and had me once my mom graduated college. She died three years ago from cancer, but my father and her loved each other like they were still in high school." He whispers out as we stare into each other's eyes. "Why are you telling me this?" "Because Olivia, when I saw you on the first day of school, I knew you were it for me, and I'm willing to see if we can find our happily ever after. That's if you want to try. I know we are young and have yet to experience the world, but I think that experiencing the world will be so much better if I can do it with someone that makes me feel alive. That person is you Olivia. Not everyone can say they found their love in high school, but I'm hoping that forty years from now, that's our story." I stunned silent for a moment before a huge grin spreads onto my face. "I'd love to try." I say as I adjust myself and straddle his lap. "But you have to ask me first." Zed smirks and leans forward to kiss me. It a quick kiss but it still makes my toes curl. "Olivia, will you be my girlfriend?" He asks and butterflies erupt in my stomach as I let out a giggle. "Yes Zed, I will." We both lean in then and kiss each other, before getting under the sheets and falling asleep in each other's arms. STORY CONTINUES
19 Aug 2020 | 13:03
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CHAPTER 9 Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy) _________________________________________ Zed POV Waking up with my head against Olivia's chest, and my arms wrapped around her waist is something that I can get use too. I slowly sit up, careful to not wake her and pad over to the bathroom stark fucking naked. Once inside the cool room, I close the door and turn to look at my back in the mirror. It's different shades of black and blues from the whip and fuck it hurts but I don't care. I was so turned on yesterday when Olivia whipped me. Submitting to her is my new favorite thing. I go to the toilet and handle my business before walking back into the room. Olivia is still sound asleep so I slip on my briefs and pants and head down to the kitchen. When I walk into the kitchen, Ms. Lora, Olivia's mom is standing over the stove cooking a large breakfast. I stop dead in my tracks when she turns and looks at me. Her eyes turn to slits as she judges me from head to toe. "I uh-" "Don't care Zed. Just treat her right." The woman says before giving me a genuine smile. "I bet you're hungry, you two had a long night." My cheeks heat up and I clear my throat. I don't know what to say to that. I've never seen a woman so chill about her daughter have loud, rough sex in the her house. It's kind of fucked up, but it's kinda... cool? "Mom, stop harassing my boyfriend." The sound of Olivia's groggy voice fills the room and her soft arms wrap around my waist making me smile. I turn and cup her cheeks before kissing her on the forehead. A gasp from behind me makes me tense and I realize that Olivia's mom can see my back. "What the fuck did you do Olivia!?" "I whipped him an he liked it." Olivia says as she pulls away from me. She walks over to a cupboard and grabs two glasses. "You want something to drink baby?" "Uh-" I glance at her mom for a moment, she's still gawking at Olivia who seems unaffected. "Yea, you have orange ju-" "Olivia can I see you in the next room please?" "Mom, it's really none of your business." "Olivia, you are pushing my fucking patience, I said get your ass in the next room, NOW!" I jump when her mom screams and so does Olivia. She sits down the glasses, as her mom storms out of the room. Olivia mouths a sorry in my direction and I give her a reassuring smile. Twenty minutes later, I'm sitting upstairs putting on my shoes so I can go home, shower and change. Olivia comes storming in, slamming the door behind her. She's mumbling under her breath and pacing. "Olivia." I say with caution as I stand. "Why don't you head home for a little bit. I'll call you and tell you when to come back over, okay?" Olivia says as she gives me a weak smile. "Baby, is everything alright?" "Yeah." She gives me a fake smile. I don't want to push it, so I bend down and kiss her. The taste of her lips is something so fucking amazing and I know I'm going to want to kiss her all the time. We reluctantly pull apart and stare into each others eyes. Olivia has tears in hers, so I can't bring myself to leave. Pulling her towards the bed, I make her straddle me as I sit down and she wraps her arms around my neck. "Tell me." I say as I look up at her. Olivia scoffs and shakes her head. "I don't like being judged, and my mom just judged me." "About my back?" She nods slowly and tears stream down her face. "Olivia, I love what you did to me." Olivia smiles at that making my heart sore. I want to make her smile every day for the rest of our lives. "I won't ever judge you baby, and as long as you want to hurt me , I'll allow it. Within reason." "I don't want to hurt you though." "You don't?" "No, but fuck, it just feel so good when I doing it. The way your back rippled from the whip making contact with your beautiful untouched flesh." Olivia's begins to grind in my lap and I groan as my cock comes to life. "How you groaned out my name and thanked me." "Yeah." I breathe out when Olivia grinds harder against me. She bends and starts to suck on my neck. "Baby, fuck." I want so badly to throw her onto the bed, and fuck her but I want us to talk about what's going on with her. When I pull back, Olivia frowns at me and tears well up in her eyes again. "Baby I really like what you do to me, but I want to help you through this." My girlfriend pulls back and I kiss her shoulders. "Now talk to me." Olivia gets out of my lap and sits beside me. She intertwines our fingers and sighs. "Mom said I went to far. That inflicting pain on someone is not okay, whether they like it or not. She told me that I needed to talk to someone because I'm harboring hate towards my parents and trying to take it out on other people. I tried to explain that it's just a kink, but she laughed at that. Said that people who are into these things aren't normal. We need help." My blood boils for a moment but I inhale and exhale making myself calm down. "Olivia, listen to me baby," I look into her beautiful eyes and smile. "I loved what you did to me. Everything you did baby. The pain," My cock stirs as I remember and I groan trying to keep my composer. "I didn't know I needed the pain until my baby girl gave it to me." Olivia blushes, and bites down on her bottom lip. "But don't think that pain won't be returned my sweet girl." I smirk when Olivia's eyes cut to me and widen slightly. Standing up, I run my hands through my hair and look at the time on my phone. I'm pretty sure Bentley is already gone, and my dad is looking for me. "I have to head across the street, how about you come over and swim later. Invite your friends." "Okay." Olivia says with a smile as she stands and wraps her arms around my neck. We share a long and sensual kiss that's hard to walk away from. When we finally pull apart, I leave my girl's room and head down the steps. Her mother is sitting on the couch when I walk into the foyer towards the front door. I didn't plan on saying anything to her but I have to. "Ms. Lora," The mocha skinned woman turns around and looks at me over the back of the couch. "For the record, I love what your daughter does to me, and if she's sick, then I'm one depraved teenager." With a smile on my lips, I open the door, leaving the woman with her mouth agape. - "Dad!?" I yell as I walk into the house. Dropping his jeep keys on a small table by the door, I walk into the kitchen and grab a glass of water before heading towards my father's study. When I open the door, my father looks up from his desk and smiles at me, making me smile back. "Hi son." He says as he stands and walks around the desk in a suit. Always dressed for business. Our relationship is strong now but it wasn't about three years ago. He was a drunk and beat me on many occasion in his drunken stupor, but he got therapy and I forgave him because he's all I have. Now, we talk often, well as often as we can. He's a very busy man. "Hi dad, why are you so dressed up?" "I have a meeting with the mayor," I tense immediately, the altercation from last night running through my mind. "It seems you and his son don't get along, and it has to do with a little girl by the name of Olivia. You happen to know her?" My dad smiles at me and shakes his head. "She's my um, girlfriend." This surprises my dad. He knows I'm kind of a womanizer but he's never judged me for it. "Mmph, has to be a special kind of woman to snag up my whore of a son." "I'm not a whore dad." "Tell that to the five different girls I've seen you with in the last six months. What ever happen to that brown haired little Elderwood girl?" I groan at the mention of Janice. "She wasn't anything dad." "Oh, I believe you but her mom is a total bitch, and she thinks differently. She feels like you played her daughter." "Damn, how do you know about my whole night?" I say as I stare at my dad. He laughs and pats me on the back. "You didn't really go low profile son. The scene you made at the club, I observed myself, I was looking out of my office window facing the dance floor. As for you being pulled over in my jeep...In my line of work, I have my own scanner, so I heard it. Officer Elderwood, did make it her business to get in contact with me though, and she had a lot to say about you, something along the lines of "low down piece of shit boy." But no worries, her little comment cost her a job and her daughter admission to the high school." Dad says with a wave of his hand. "Janice is kicked out of Calvary?!" I say confused. "Yup, and she has he mother to thank. No one talks about my son like that. Now, I have to go, don't want to keep the mayor waiting." He walks pass me and leaves out the front door. I head up to my room and shower, my mind on Janice. No I didn't like her, but she was cool enough. I don't feel bad about leaving her alone for my sweet Olivia but I don't think she deserved to be kicked out of Calvary. Once my shower is done, I step out and my phone pings letting me know I got a message. Walking over with just a towel around my waist, I see it a message from Bentley. Bentley: Bro, you're not going to believe this. Zed: What? Bentley: Janice Elderwood has been kicked out of Calvary, and she's says it's your dads fault. Zed: It is. Her mom called my dad talking shit about me, and had her job taken, and Janice kicked out. Bentley: Oh, I know...everyone knows, but they are blaming it on Olivia. Zed: Olivia? What does she have to do with anything? Bentley: I don't know dude, just have her back. I have a feeling shit is about to get hard for the both of you. Zed: Bet, lets talk about it later. She and her friends are coming over to swim, you should too. Bentley: Will Josiah be there? Zed: Yeah... why? Like him? Bentley: Yah. I stare at the message and furrow my eyebrows. Bentley had never given off the vibe that he liked men, but I won't be judging. That would explain why he ignored all the attention he got from girls. With his deep brown skin, killer smile and dimples, girls wanted him..bad. Zed: I think I can work something out. He's bi though. Bentley: Even better. We can share the best of both worlds. Deciding not to reply to that message, I sit my phone down and throw on my swimming trunks. Two hours later, I lounging in a pool chair with my baby girl Olivia between my legs. She's reading a book about Einstein while I listen to music on my headphones. The sound of a message pauses my music making me look at my phone. When I see who it's from, I roll my eyes and open it. My jaw drops to the floor at the same time that everyone's phone starts to go off. Oh no. Oh no. No. No. NO! "Oh shit!" Bentley screams when he looks at his phone. Olivia sits up and turns around to look at me. "What the fuck is going on? Why are all of your phones going off?" Stephanie, Philip, and Josiah all walk towards Olivia and I with wary look. When I show Olivia the picture, he face pales and she chokes on a sob. It's a picture of her standing in her lingerie last night with the whip in her hand, and me on my knees in front of her. Olivia immediately starts to hyperventilate, and when she stands up, she collapses in the arms of Josiah, who catches her with ease. Her body starts to convulse and I scream out her name. "Olivia! Fuck! Someone call nine-one-one!" LET THE DRAMA BEGIN
20 Aug 2020 | 06:41
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20 Aug 2020 | 06:43
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Who could have captured that scene apart from olivia's mother cos she was the only one present
20 Aug 2020 | 07:15
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This is bad. Who could have taken the picture?
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CHAPTER 10 Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy) _________________________________________ Zed POV "I DON'T CARE HOW MUCH IT COST, FIND WHOEVER THE FUCK TOOK THAT PICTURE!" I stare at Ms. Lora as she screams into her cellphone as I think about how scary the tiny woman actually is. My dad walks out of the foyer of Olivia's house, on his phone. He hangs up at the same time as Olivia's mom, then he reaches out and pulls her into an intimate hug. I raise my eyebrows in confusion but don't question it. Olivia stirs in my lap threatening to wake up. I run my hands through her hair to calm her as I continue to look at the interaction between my dad and Ms. Lora. After a few seconds they pull away and whisper something to each other. Clearing my throat, I get both of their attention causing them to pull away. My dad walks over and sits across from me on the love seat and sighs. "How you holding up son?" He asks me with concern in his eyes. I sigh and rub my hand down my face before looking down at my baby. After the pictures came to everyone's phone, I immediately called my dad and Olivia went home to tell her mom. My dad met me at Olivia's house and since then he and Ms. Lora have been outside seeing how someone could take a picture like that from the second floor and making phone calls. The police are involved, and the spread of the picture has been stopped for the time being. "Fine, I'm just worried about tomorrow. I know most of the seniors got that picture. Personally I could give a shit who sees it. I'm submissive to my girl, so what? It's Olivia I'm worried about. I don't want her to be ashamed." "I'm not ashamed." Olivia croaks as she slowly sits up. I throw my arm over her shoulders and she leans on me yawning from her nap. "It's MIT I'm worried about. What if someone tries to destroy our chances and sends this picture to them?" I glance at my dad, who leans back in the love seat. Ms. Lora has went to the kitchen, and I can smell food, which means she's probably cooking. "If that does happen Miss. Olivia, do you have a back up plan?" My dad asks surprising me. I narrow my eyes at him in warning, because he is known to push his luck. "NO!" Olivia shouts as she jumps up. I grab her hand and pull her down on my lap, but she immediately pulls out of my grasps and begins to pace. "MIT is where my mom always wanted me to go." "Lora, or your real mom?" Dad questions, and I scoff. "Dad," I say through clenched teeth. "My real mom." The room falls silent and I watch as Olivia continues to pace. "And what is your dream Olivia. What college would you like to attend?" My dad continues to press. There is a long silence before Olivia slowly sits down beside me and plays with her fingers. "I never wanted to go to college." She finally whispers out. Her eyes cut to me and I smile, letting her know that I'm not going to judge. "My mom, even though she's been on drugs my whole life, always told me that she knew I was excellent and want me to be better than her, and go to college. So I made sure to keep my grades and shit up, but I hate school. I know I'll hate college." "I'm sure you have a brilliant mind Olivia, but do you know some of the most brilliant creators of our time never went to college?" Dad says with a smile. He leans forward and looks at the both of us. "I don't know how much you know about my son, be he too has a brilliant mind, but doesn't want to go to college." Olivia looks over at me, and furrows her eyebrows. "I thought you were going to try to get in MIT with me?" She says softly. "Not only with you but for you." I respond before grabbing her hand and intertwining our fingers. "See my son already has a job when he graduates, one he genuinely like and enjoys, but he's going to need a partner. Someone who's just as smart as he is and knows numbers and computers." Suddenly I realize what my dad is doing and I tense. I don't want Olivia involved in our business, but from the look in his eyes, I know he's not going to let up. My dad begins to talk to my girl about his job, and what my job will be. When he finishes, Ms. Lora is standing inside the archway that leads into the living room. She seems to listen intently as well as Olivia. "So, in other words, I'll be a hacker?" Olivia questions. "Which is illegal." Ms. Lora counters. My dad sits back and smirks at Olivia's mom, and I watch the woman flush. Her bottom lip slips into between her teeth as she crosses her arms over her chest and looks away. "Don't act like that Lora," Dad says. Olivia makes a playful gagging noise making me chuckle. "The girl would make a million dollars a year almost. What's so bad about that?" "A MILLION DOLLARS!?" Olivia squeaks, her big eyes turning to gawk at me. I shrug my shoulder and smile at her. "Yeah, and once I feel that my son is ready he'll take over the business. If you're still with him in, lets say five years, you'll be a billionaire before your twenty-fifth birthday." "I don't give a shit about what Zed will be making, I'm talking about my own money." I stare at Olivia when she says that. It's in this moment that I realize just how lucky I am. She is the first girl to hear about the money I'll make in the future and not care. Most girls see that my dad is a billionaire and they know the money will be mine one day so they try to hang on to my coat tail. Prime example is Janice Elderwood. "Well aren't you a gem." Dad says with a genuine smile. "Come on boys, and sweet daughter, the pasta is ready." Ms. Lora announces and we all stand and head to the kitchen. I let my dad and Olivia's mom leave first and then I turn and smash my lips into the girl's lips who is stealing my heart. "What was that for?" Olivia breathes when we pull away. "For being you." "Mmmm." She hums as she pecks my lips softly again, before we go have dinner together. - Olivia It's Monday and as I walk down the stares, my anxiety peaks. Walking into the kitchen, I'm not surprised to find my mom and Mr. Larson eating each other's face off. They weren't exactly discreet about their want for each other. Grabbing an apple, I take a bite and chew it. "Alright, I'm leaving!" I shout. They jump away from each other and I roll my eyes before walking outside to find Zed leaning against my mustang. He looks up from his phone with a smile before walking over to me. "Hi baby." Zed hums before bending and kissing my lips. "Remember that I got you. We get through this together." "But what if someone says something ignorant or out the way? I'm confrontational Zed, I'll fucking punch their shit in." Zed laughs at my comment and I can't help but smile. "You are something else baby girl. Lets try self control today. Growth." "Okay, but I can't promise you anything." We get into my car, and I surprise myself by letting Zed drive. The ride to school is quiet and short. When we pull up to the school, everything looks normal. Stephanie, Bentley and the twins are in a group, and when they see my car, they all rush towards it. I get out, and Stephanie immediately hugs me. "We got this girl. Chin up." The beautiful, tall friend of mine says making me smile. Zed walks around the car and intertwines our fingers with a soft smile of his own. I know he's nervous too, he's just being strong for me. We all head up to the sidewalk of the school and when we do, all eyes are on us. I immediately get ready for the insults, but they never come, instead people actually start to clap. "You looked so hot new girl!" Somebody screams. "Hell yeah!" "Zed is such a daddy!" "I would have love to be in the middle of both of them!" Different people shout different things and my jaw drops to the floor. It's true what the say about these private schools, they really do harbor the biggest freaks. As we continue to walk towards the main building, people stop and ask us about the picture. We answer the questions with smiles and continue to class. Its really fucking odd to be treated this way, and it seems as though Alexis thinks so too. As we walk pass her and her group of friends, she steps into our pathway. "You two are fucking disgusting." Alexis spits and my fist immediately clench. "You're nothing but a fucking whore, and you," She points to Zed. "are nothing but a piece of shit! Janice fucking loved you more than anything and you threw her away to be with some sadistic whore! How bad did she beat you Zed?" Alexis steps really close to Zeds face and snarls. "Did she whip you like the bad boy you are?" My temper starts to flare and I have to stop myself from punching her. "Actually she did, and once she was done, I ate her sweet cunt, and then fucked her to sleep." He spits back at her and pushed her to the side before pulling me into the building. "Holy shit! That was ice cold." Bentley says and Josiah scoffs. "Ice cold? Who are you, Shaft?" He says to Bentley as the rest of us look at them. "Nah, but you like my shaft." "W-What....I...Y-You....shut up." Josiah finally mumbles out as he breaks away from the group and storms off. Bentley groans and jogs to catch up to him. I watch as he throws his arm over his shoulder only to have Josiah shrug it off. "They're cute." Stephanie says as we all stop in front of trig. She turns and kisses Philip sweetly before he walks away from us and heads to his class. The rest of the day is filled with side glances from random people and oddly enough, Zed is getting a lot of attention from girls. They walk up to him like I'm not there and flirt with him in-between classes. He usually acts like they aren't talking to him, even cursing at a few so that they'd leave him alone. By the time lunch comes I'm seething and ready to fight, but Stephanie has helped me keep my head level. "Hi baby." Zed says as he walks up to me and kisses my temple. He sits his lunch beside me and I immediately steal a fry. I gasp when he leans over and bites my neck. "Hey, don't bite me!" I exclaim with a playful glare. "Don't eat my fries." My boyfriend says with a cheeky grin. It's still so weird to think of him as my boyfriend, since I swore I'd never have another. I should have known better. My ex was a fucking piece of shit, but Zed is amazing to me, and for me. I just hope it's for the long haul. When lunch is over, Zed walks me over to my car since I have early release. "You know you can always stay and watch me run the field in noting but a pair of shorts." He jokes once we are at my car. Zed cages me against the car with his arms, and I almost purr like a wanton whore, knowing I'll be one for him. "I've already seen the goods, how about you come over tonight and give me some good dick baby." My crass remark makes Zed bite down on his bottom lip and groan. He grips my chin with his hand and leans down like he's going to kiss me. "What are you willing to do to get my cock Olivia?" Zed says against my lips and I fist his shirt in my hands as I feel my clit begin to throb. My breathing shallows as I stare down at his beautiful, full, pink lips. "Mmmm, whip you bloody." I purr. "Promise?" Comes Zed's reply and I damn near jump him in the parking lot. "I promise, now go," I kiss his lips briefly before pulling away. "I'll be back to pick you up at four." We part ways and I head home. I'm at a red light when my phone rings. I blindly try to fish it out of my bag, but falls onto the floorboard of the passenger seat and I reach over to grab it. My foot slips off the breaks and immediately stop and sit back up. I blow out a breath as I stop inches away from the car in front of me. Something tells me to look through my rearview mirror and when I do, I gasp. There's a car flying up to my car, and I know there is no way they are stopping in time.
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So an accident is about to occur?
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CHAPTER 11 Written by Jchrist (African Good Boy) ___________________________________________ Zed POV "Where the fuck could she be?" I mumble as I call Olivia once again. Practice has been over for thirty minutes and she still hasn't showed up to the school. "Maybe she fell asleep or something?" Bentley says as he eats an apple. "Let me take you home, and you can see what's going on." With a sigh of defeat, I agree. As Bentley and I walk through the parking lot of the school, we both hear the familiar rumble of my dads jeep. When I look up it's pulling into the school parking lot like a bat out of hell. "What is my dad doing here?" I say more to myself. Bentley and I stop walking and my dad stops the jeep right in front of us. His door swings open and he sticks his head out. "Get in the fucking car Zed, it's Olivia! There's been a bad accident." What. The. Fuck. - My dad gets us to the hospital in record time. When we get into the emergency room, we ask the front desk woman where we could find Olivia. She tells us my girl has been put into a room on the second floor. She then gives us the room number and we all rush to the elevator. Once we are on the second floor, I find Olivia's room and open the door. Standing at the end of her bed is Ms. Lora. She has a smile on her face which is a good sign. I step further into the room and when I turn to my left, I see Olivia, asleep. The closer I get, the more my heart breaks. Both her eyes are swollen and her nose is definitely broken. "She's tough. She tried to stay awake until you got here, but the pain meds were too much." Ms. Lora whispers. I give her a small nod as I move to sit on the edge of the bed. My dad and Ms. Lora share a warm embrace and sweet little kiss that makes me smirk. "Gonna go call the gang. Let em know what's going on." Bentley whispers out. I give him a nod and turn back to Olivia. My hand soothes down the side of her swollen face, careful not to apply any pressure. "What happen?" I ask without looking back at Lora. Instead, my eyes stay fixated on my baby girl and the slowly steady rising and fall of her chest. Proof that she lived through her accident, something I'm grateful for. "Someone rear ended her car going eighty miles an hour. Doctor said she was lucky to have only broken her nose, and not her neck. The car is done, but I don't give a shit about that, just happy my sweet baby is okay." Ms. Lora says and I can hear the emotion in her voice. When I turn around I see my dad wiping the tears from her cheeks. He has a look in his eyes that I haven't seen since--since my mom. They share a silent but obviously passionate exchange before my dad leans in and pecks her lips. When he pulls away, he drags her towards the door. "We're going down to the cafeteria." Dad says to me and I nod with an approving smile. Once I'm alone with Olivia, I bend and kiss her lips as softly as I can. She stirs and groans. Her eyes crack open just enough and when she sees me, a goofy smile graces her lips. "Hi, boyfriend...I'm so high." Olivia giggles before wincing. Her eyes are so swollen and red but I still find them beautiful. Tears stream down her cheeks, but I know she's not crying, it's from her forcing her eyes open enough to see me. "Hey beautiful. Try not to force your eyes open, you'll see me in about a day." "Wanna see you all the time." She slurs making me blush. "Wanna be with you forever. Wanna love you forever." The last part causes me to stiffen slightly, but I continue to run my hand up and down her arm. Olivia just revealed her love for me, or so I think. I wonder if she'll remember when she wakes up? "Shush babe, go to sleep. The meds are making you talk crazy." "Never, Zed, or should I say...Zaddy." Olivia giggles with her eyes closed. "I wuv ya s'much." My heart begins to beat rapidly against my chest at what my girlfriend just said to me. We haven't been together long enough for that, I'm sure of it, but I can still honestly say that when I saw Olivia for the first time.... It was love. I don't care what anyone tries to make me believe, I know I experienced love at first sight. The odd feeling only grew more when I found out her dominating lifestyle inside the bedroom. Olivia was my soulmate, and I'd do anything to keep her around. Slowly I shift her body, so I can lay down beside her. Olivia hums and snuggles up to my chest before her breathing evens out letting me know she has fallen back asleep. Twenty minutes later, the door to the hospital room slowly creaks open. Ms. Lora and my dad walk in first followed by Stephanie, the twins and Bentley. Stephanie holds a large bear in her hands, while the twins carry balloons. "Mmm, how's she feeling?" Stephanie asks with a sad smile. "Don't really know, she only woke up from a brief second, but she didn't say much." I respond in a low voice, while threading my fingers through her hair. Everyone takes a seat and we talk amongst each other about various things. The doctor comes in and lets us know that'll be keeping her over night, but tomorrow morning Olivia will be free to go home. "Okay, it's getting a little late, how about you kids go home and get some rest, and I'll let ya'll know when Livia is out tomorrow." Ms. Lora says. "I want to stay with her." I immediately say as I watch my dad stand. He looks down to Ms. Lora, who sighs and nods her head. "Okay, I'm sure your dad will let the school know that neither of you will be in for the rest of the week, and I'll go by on Friday to get the assignments you missed." She says. "The week?" "Yes, Zed the week. You and I both know you aren't leaving Olivia's side until she can go where every you go. The two of you are joined at the damn hip." Ms. Lora says as she waves her hands dismissively. "Do I have a say in whether or not my genius son goes to school for a week?" My dad asks as he pulls Ms. Lora into his arms. She laughs and slaps his chest making him smile. "No, now lets go. I have a itch I need scratched." "Okay, ew. I can hear you." Olivia says startling all of us. I looks down to see her swollen eyes slightly open again. "I'm so happy my eyes are to blurry to focus, or I'm sure I'd puke at the sight in front of me." "Well, I'm not as lucky." I chuckle as I kiss the top of her head. Ms. Lora and my dad laugh before bidding us goodbye and heading out. When Olivia and I are alone, I can't help but ask her the question I knew I'd want to ask when she woke up. "Do you remember what you said to me a few hours ago?" "Yup." Olivia response immediately. "And before you ask me if I meant it, the answer is yes. I love your ugly ass." "Ugly? I happen to know that I'm the embodiment of Adonis." "Whew, well lucky me, I get to date a god." We laugh together before silence surrounds us once again. I wrap my arms tighter around my girl and kiss her forehead. "I love you too, Olivia. I really do." I say softly. She squirms until I let her go so she can sit up and attempt to look at me. "I know. I think I've known since we first laid eyes on each other." Olivia says as she stretches up and kisses me. "Ditto." We pull apart and I smile at her even though she might see it well. "Are you hungry?" I ask. Olivia's stomach growls and I can't help but laugh. "Starving." Reaching for her little buzzer, I buzz the nurse in and a few minutes later, a young woman comes in. She see's me and for a brief moment I guess she forgets what her job is. I lift a eyebrow at her and she licks her bottom lip. "I can literally feel whoever that it gawking at you." Olivia finally snaps and I smirk as I turn and lift her chin so that I can peck her lips, my eyes never leave the nurse. She squirms uncomfortably for a second before speaking. "What can I get you guys?" "My girlfriend, is hungry and so am I. Is there any way we can get someone to bring us something to eat? I don't want to leave her side, she can't really see, and don't need her stumbling around." "Mmm, yes sure I can." She squeaks out before rushing out of the room. The nurse comes back seconds later to see what we wanted. We both ordered the chicken tenders. An hour later we are fed and tired. Olivia and I talk about random things before she gets another dose of her pain meds, and soon after, she's out like a light. I stay up thinking of the future that me and my love have ahead of us. It will be a long one but I really don't want to go through life with anyone else. I am almost asleep when I get a call. Looking down at my phone I see it's an unknown number, but I answer anyway. "Hello?" "The little bitch wasn't suppose to live." A masculine voice says over the receiver that I don't recognize. Before I can say anything, he hands up. Seriously. WHAT. THE. FUCK! STORY CONTINUE
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It wasn't just an accident obviously, next
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