Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 4 - Sex Stories

Kinky Vanilla: Chapter 4

... fastest runner of our group and was a shoe-in to be a star in our Ultimate team, assuming she didn't get cut from tryouts for giving the coach too much lip. She definitely had her moments though, and anyone who bothered to keep her close would find they had a loyal, fiercely intelligent friend who would always give her honest opinion. We also suspected she was gay. “The fuck do I have no chance? I got the car, I got the looks, I got the muscle…” Jensen trailed off as he started to do his stupid pec flexing dance like a roided up frat boy. Troy and I chuckled. Tanya said harshly, “But you don’t got the money, do you?” “You know this is a private school, right?” Jensen countered. “She doesn’t want a millionaire, she wants a magnate. You think she dated Melvin for his looks?” Tanya had a point. Melvin was in the graduating class, but he looked like a freshman. He parted his hair like a programmer from the 80’s, wore glasses thick enough to be binoculars, carried pens in his dress shirt pocket… Do I really need to go on? His name’s fucking Melvin. Apparently his dad was worth his weight in diamonds though, so Gold Digger Grace could stand to be seen with him. “You know she’s right dude,” I said. Jensen’s eyes hopped between me and Tanya a few times. He finally stopped on Tanya, and gave her a blank stare for a moment before resuming the pec jiggle again. Tanya scoffed just as Mr. Byrne, the best Chemistry teacher ever, walked past our table. “Put your tits away Jensen,” he said ...

... casually as he passed. Everyone in earshot erupted in laughter. “Fuck all you guys,” Jensen said with a pout. “We might as well,” Troy needled, “Grace sure as shit won’t.” “Probably a good thing too,” I said, “She’s a fucking black widow dude. She’d probably cut your dick off when you’re sleeping and throw it out the window of a moving car.” “Where have I heard that before?” Marco asked. “From Fight Club,” Tanya replied. “Hey!” I whispered. “Don’t fucking talk about Fight Club!” “What’s Fight Club?” Jensen asked. Every one of us facepalmed in unison. Hours later I was watching anime when I got messages from Jill on Skype. Like with Cammi the day before, I was surprised. Jill usually texted or called if she needed to say something. I didn’t even remember that I had her as a contact. Jill Flores says: hey u there? I replied: yeah whats up? -is jensen actually going after grace? -i think hes gonna try yeah -wtf what do guys see in her she's such a bitch -remember what marco said? -tits? -Tits. -is that all it takes honestly -hey were not all like that i like a girl with personality but like have you seen jensen? pretty sure his balls are bigger than his brain -lol yeah I went back to my anime for half a moment before I got another message from Jill. Jill Flores says: do u think marco likes her too? I rolled my eyes before responding. It's shit like this how everyone knows you like him. -omfg just ask him out already he doesn't like anyone else itll be fine -r u sure? -yes im sure ...