Strong Enough to Break - Part II By Jessi
I'm SO sorry this took so long! Things have been very overwhelming in the past few months. But finally, here it is!
This is the second part of a continuing story. Thanks to everyone that gave feedback for the first part; it made my conscious nag at me to write the second part. And everyone who leaves feedback gets a sneak preview of the next part of the story before it's available for anyone else to see. So the feedback benefits the both of us! It's continued to be appreciated!
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This picks up right where the first part left off. So if you haven't read the first part, I suggest you do.
Part II
Before I knew it, Hannah and I were rolling around the bed -- kissing, touching, and groping.
"Have you ever been with a girl?" she asked, pulling away. Ahh, no time for small talk.
"Um, no. But I really want to be with one right now," I smiled and tried to lean in to kiss her, hoping she'd take the hint.
"I don't think you do," she shook her head. Dammit, she was playing with me. Sure it was cute, but goddamn I needed her right then. And she knew it.
"Sure I do," I said quietly, looking into her eyes. Her face softened. Luckily she fell for it.
I jumped up and landed on top of her. Not wanting to waste anymore time, I leaned down and kissed her. My tongue was immediately in her mouth, and I guess she decided to stop joking around. Our tounges intermingled and I rubbed my hands over her chest and down her stomach. While still kissing, I somehow managed to get her shirt and then bra off. I leaned back and looked her over. She just smiled somewhat sheepishly as I did so. I smiled and leaned in to kiss her breasts. I first kissed the left one, then the right. And before long, my tongue was massaging her hard nipples that were begging for attention.
"Mmm, Jessi, I've wanted this for so long," she moaned. This turned me on even more and I had to stop myself from putting my hand down my pants.
I moved from her breasts down her flat stomach, licking my way down. While still kissing her stomach, I put my hand down her pants and rubbed over her silk panties, feeling her open her legs a little wider as a reaction. I unbottoned her pants and pulled them off; soon following were her panties. And there I laid inbetween the most popular girl in the school's legs, with her pussy staring back at me. It was shaved so that there was only one strip of hair down the center. I loved that.
I rubbed my hand over her pussy, feeling how wet she was. I stuck a finger in, her warm juices on my hand. She moaned lightly as I began to slightly move my finger in and out...in and out...in and out. A small sloshing noise could be heard as I did this.
"Ohhh God, yes...oh yeah," she begged for more. I was at her service and glad of it. But this also opened a new light. I controlled when this hot girl could cum. I controlled when she could orgasm. It was all me baby.
"You like that?" I whispered, knowing full-well that she did. I stopped.
"Don't stop!" she nearly yelled. She saw my amused face. "Jessi, please, I need it."
I smiled but then leaned down and licked her. The chick was begging me to make her cum, what did you expect me to do?!
"There you go...just like that..." her voice was so quiet and almost seductive that I found myself getting even hornier.
I began licking her up and down, keeping a finger going in and out of her slit all the while. I tongued her clit, finding she liked that the most. I stuck another finger in, quickly moving them in and out as I continued licking. I licked up her juices and quickened my pace even more, trying to get her to the edge.
"Ahh, yeah...ohhh...yes baby," she moaned and held tightly onto the pillows that were beside her, her eyes clinched tightly shut. I watched her every move as I continued to go down on her.
This went on for a couple of minutes before I felt her legs quiver slightly and knew she was getting close.
"Lick me, Jessi! Eat my pussy! Oh yes!" she threw her head back. "I'm gonna cuuummm!" she yelled, just as I was greeted with her hot girl cum. It tasted so great in my mouth. As the orgasm rocked through her body, I held tightly onto her legs, continuing to lick and suck her for all she was worth.
When it finally subsided, I sat up and smiled. I didn't say anything, I didn't typically ask how it was, I didn't hug or kiss her. I just sat there and smiled.
"That was...amazing," she said finally, still breathing pretty hard.
At that very second, there was a knock at the door. Could the timing BE any worse?!
"Go away!" I yelled. Hannah laughed and the person at the door just knocked again.
Hannah quickly sat up and got dressed. Fuck, I needed some action. What was I gonna do? And what goddamn moron was interrupting this?!
I went over and opened the door with a look of death on my face to greet our interrupter. Just my luck. It was the damn police. Couldn't they keep the music down?!
After not getting any sex that night at the party, I'd become ten times more sexually frustrated than before. I had to find someone -- ANYONE -- to fuck. Why did my hormones have to be racing so wildly?
It'd been a week and I hadn't talked to Hannah. I figured things had gotten too weird for her and she was trying to avoid me. I'm not sure why, but that didn't bother me at all. I think I was just glad there wasn't gonna be anything attached to that night. It was simply a way to get some action. Nothing else.
About another week later, two weeks after the party, some friends and I went to a club. I was only 15, but I looked older, and the club we were going to never carded people (one of the few good things about living in a small town).
I was hoping to find a chick to hook up with and this time actually get some action for myself. I didn't mind giving but I needed to get some receiving too!
Sure enough, there were plenty of hot girls there, the question was, were any of them gay. I doubted they were, especially a couple of certain ones that I had my eye on. I mentally noted them as too hot to be gay, which I did often. But then again, I'd done that with Hannah too.
After dancing and basically screwing around for awhile, Brandon (remember, the only person that knew about me being gay), forced me to come with him to talk to the chicks he'd noticed me checking out for awhile. It wasn't that I didn't want to or was shy, I just didn't see a point. Although at the same time, I figured why not.
We talked to them for awhile and low and behold, what did we find out? They're good friends with Hannah who would be getting to the club anytime now. I assumed it'd be awkward when she got there so I tried to keep my distance from the girls and who would soon be with them.
"Why don't you just talk to Hannah when she gets here?" Brandon pressed. "Maybe you two could get it on again," he laughed. I playfully pushed his shoulder.
"I sure as hell wouldn't mind that, but I really think she's avoiding me so ya know, whatever."
Being the dumbass, great friend that he is, when Hannah got there, he started chatting it up with her, very much on purpose. He mentioned that I was there and, as he later told it, she seemed very interested in that and wanted to talk to me. I, however, wonder if he asked her if she'd come chill with us. Either way, I can't complain.
"Hey, Jessi," she smiled at me and sat down at the table across from me. Okay, looks like I'd been wrong. "What's up?"
"Not much," I smiled. "What's up with you? Haven't talked to you in a couple weeks." It was a sly way of bringing it up, and although there were people around us, they were all caught up in their own conversations and not paying attention to us.
"Oh, didn't I tell you?" she asked, with a look of almost concern on her face. "I've been in Florida." Oh my God! How wrong I'd been.
"Florida?" I laughed. "Well, that's cool," I tried to quickly regain myself, hoping she didn't ask why I'd laughed.
"I can't stop thinking about that night at the party," she said quietly, making my breath suddenly be slightly heavier.
"Me neither," I admitted, needing to lower my voice more as it came out hoarse.
"I'm gonna go to the bathroom..." she trailed off as I nodded, not thinking. "If you're gonna go to the bathroom too, feel free."
My eyebrows furrowed for only a second before I realized what she was hinting.
She smiled and got up and began walking towards the back of the club. Oh yes, baby! Things were gonna happen tonight; I'd make sure of it!
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