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Why is it forbidden sex is the hottest sex? Sarah's story.
Not only the ones I've met have all been major bitches, but I'm 5'4 (fine, 5'3.5), brunette, and a bit less then average in the boobs department. But hey, I wasn't gonna to make any snap judgments. She saw me.
"Oh so you're his new whore, huh? Fast work, what were you seeing him before?! I bet you think you're so smart, you little piece of trash. A rich man like him must have you drooling. Well, guess what? He won't marry you. But you'll pay for ruining it for me you little slut!" And she raked her hand out and scratched me. Really hard.
I was still surprised and dazed from her entrance and monologue, or she wouldn't have caught me, I swear. But she did, and her long nails tore down my cheek. I sprang back into action and shoved her away. I would have left it at that -even though the bitch had really long, claw like nails. She came at me with nails and fury. And pulled my hair. The bitch! I nailed her one on the jaw and then we were falling and you bet I gave that bitch a run for her money. She was bigger and used those nails really well, and pulled my hair and banged my head against the ground a lot, but I punch. I was a patron of the detention room for fighting back in elementary, and guy fighting was required. I use my fists and legs. But then a pair of hands were pulling her off me.
"God damn it, Barbara, what the hell do you think you're doing?" The blonde hunk was back.
"You think you can fuck me and cheat? Well, my father will set you straight, you can bet on that. I'll have you - you - arrested!" she finally settled on and stalked away - limping, I was happy to see. Blonde hunk - Dmitri - Mr. Beaumont - oh whatever, looked like he might have gone after her, but he saw me and as I realized later, I looked pretty bad.
"Oh god, I'm so sorry. She's - well, she did the porch. Come in, I have a first aid kit. I am so sorry Ms James."
"It's okay, I nailed her a few, and those will last much longer then these. So tell me about her, the least you could do" I was a bit pissed off.
"We dated for a couple months, she wanted more, I didn't. She's... very territorial, and was always thinking I was cheating on her. I wasn't, I swear, and we'd always just make up and then... until the next time. Day before yesterday I broke things off. She didn't take it well", he said glancing ruefully at the porch and at me in concern.
"You could say that". He had bandaged the scratches on my arms and was starting on my face. I felt myself going hot with his face so close, his hands brushing against my face. I could see right into his eyes, their beautiful green, and he stilled. We stared at each other for an instant, and I leaned up and brushed his lips with mine, and again. He cupped my face and sunk into my mouth. Teasing my lips open, stroking my tongue. I snaked my arms around his neck and pulled him down close. We were tongue wrestling, teasing and fighting, our breath fast. I reached around and trailed my hands down appreciatively til I reached his very excellent butt. I expressed my appreciation in a hard squeeze. He'd been busy too, and I found my shirt unbuttoned and his hands deftly unhooking the front clasp on my bra. He started lightly rubbing and squeezing my breasts, narrowing down on my nipples and tweaking them. I moaned and unbuttoned the top of his jeans. He broke away.
"We can't -"
"We can't what?" I reached out and sank my teeth into his bottom lip, looking up into his eyes through my lashes. His eyes went dark.
"We can't have sex on the steps."
"Why? Will someone see?" I smiled wickedly.