1. Our Game, Our Love 9


    Date: 11/19/2017, Categories: Fiction Blowjob Consensual Sex Cum Swallowing Masturbation Oral Sex Romance School Teen Male/Teen Female Author: JL5353, Source: sexstories.com

    ... to Devon and Steve, who were tossing a yellow ball back and forth. “Why did Nicole go to Malaysia?” Steve asked. “Family, idiot.” Aly answered. “Okay. Fluf you too.” Aly swung her feet over the back of the couch, next to Kaylen’s head. Kaylen looked at Aly, grabbed her ankle and pushed her back. Aly flipped off the couch, landing in a crouching position. “I’m gonna punch you one day…” Aly said. “Hah, Loser.” Aly walked around the couch and stood behind Kaylen. She lightly smacked the back of her head, making Kaylen jump. “OW.” Kaylen stressed. “Hah, loser.” Aly said in a mocking tone. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Hi baby.” Kaylen said. She lightly kissed Devon’s lip and grabbed his hand. Aly walked in front of them, listening to them laugh. “Keep it PG back there.” Aly said over her shoulder. “Hell no.” Kaylen replied. “PG-13, young lady. That’s a big no.” Aly said. “Do you want me to take this up to Rated R?” “Why do people say ‘Rated R?’ Like, Its ‘R,’ nothing else. Ugh, Whatever. Bye guys.” Aly said. “Bye.” Aly walked over to one of their friends, Gabby Uhl. “How was your night?” Kaylen asked Devon. “Fine. I’m sorta tired. We didn’t go to sleep, hah.” “Oh. Well hooray for you, no game!” Kaylen cheered. “Still practice. Yay.” Kaylen kissed his cheek. “Mmm, whatever. After practice, you go home and nap. I’ll come over later.” “But I don’t--” “Devon. You seem tired. You aren’t ...
    ... wearing light jeans, like you do every Friday.” Kaylen interrupted. “What?” He chuckled. “Friday. Like, pretty much every Friday you wear lighter jeans. You’re wearing dark jeans. I pay attention to your clothes, babe.” “I don’t even……….. Ugh. Never mind.” Devon lowered his voice to a whisper. “At study hall, go to the three empty bookshelves in the library.” “Why?” Kaylen smirked. “Because it’s called ‘I’m making out with you,’ duh.” “Well…… I guess I’ll have to see this. Love you, bye.” ---------------------- The bell rung and the girls walked out from French. “ Je ne suis pas assis à la table dans la salle d'étude . Devon et moi .... ouais .” Kaylen said. “Ooh! So that’s why you were so giddy, huh? Even Madame Foster was starting to worry.” Aly giggled. “Oh, yeah right. That bitch don’t care. She just wants us to learn ‘The art of French.’ Like, um, kiss my sass.” Aly and Kaylen walked to the library, setting there books on the table. Aly whispered something to Caleb, making him laugh. “Only Alyse would think that.” He smirked. “Noved rof og dluohs uoy kniht I.” Aly whispered. Kaylen nodded and walked to the back bookshelves, being pulled by the arm. Devon lightly pushed her against the wall, looking at her hazel eyes. “You damn near killed me, boy.” Devon flashed a small smile. “Sorry.” Kaylen shook her head and gave him a light kiss. The feel of Devon’s warm breath made her heat up, giving her a small tingle. “Shit….. Baby.” Kaylen moaned. Devon was kissing her neck while ...
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