Our Game, Our Love 11 - Sex Stories

Our Game, Our Love 11

... treble, pumping on them mids, The man ain’t never see a booty like this. And why ya think you keep the name rolling off the tongue? Cause when you wanna smash, I just write another one. I sneezed on the beat and the beat got sicker, Yonce all on his mouth like liquor.” Kaylen repeated the last part a few times then turned to Devon. “Me and Beyonce could be friends. Besties.” Kaylen giggled. “Are you still gonna sing the actual song?” Devon laughed. “Shit! I need to change the song.” Kaylen ran over to the speaker and clicked next repeatedly. “Beyonce, Beyonce, Iggy, LDR, DJ Snake, TJR, Kid cudi, Echo smith, Ooh! You wanna listen to Miley Cyrus, my other bestie?” Kaylen said. “I don’t care. Just…… Miley Cyrus?” Devon stressed. “That bitch has more balls than anyone. Okay. Shit! Beyonce’s stuck in my head! Grrr!” Kaylen said. “What is one song you hate?” “Uhm….. That one Skrillex song….. uh…. Shit. I forgot what’s it’s called. Okay, Taylor Swift.” Kaylen answered. “Play Taylor Swift.” Devon replied. “I only have ‘Shake it off.’ And that gets stuck in my head. Haters gonna hate, potatoes gonna potate.” Kaylen said. “What?” Devon laughed. “Oh! Beyonce! ‘Freakum Dress!’ Who doesn’t love that? I got my freakum dress on, I got my freakum dress on, I got my freakum dress on. AH! I just need my Beyonce playlist!” Kaylen giggled. She clicked her Beyonce playlist and put it on shuffle. After a few songs, it landed on “Drunk in love.” And Kaylen loved to scream this song. “SURFBOARD, ...

... SURFBOARD, SURFBOARD!” Kaylen sang. “Drunk in loveeeeeeeeeeeeee! We be all night, in loveeeee! In loveeeee! We be all night, in loveeeee!” Kaylen continued. “Oh, I don’t know the Jay-Z part, shit. New song!” Devon grabbed Kaylen’s hips as she tried to pass. “ I think we’re better than okay with the music. Turn it off.” Devon said to her. “Ugh, fine.” Kaylen leaned over and paused her music. She slid her phone away and stood to face Devon. “What’s up?” Devon asked. “Nothing. Sorry.” “Why are you sorry?” “Because. You just listened to my traditional ‘Music lessons.’ Once, Alyse slapped me because I wouldn’t shut up. Hah, good times.” Kaylen giggled. “No. I actually think you can sing. You’re just extremely loud.” Devon chuckled. “Oh. Well another shmexy point for me! Can I do my nails, then we can….” Kaylen trailed off and waggled her eyebrows. “Really?” Devon laughed. Kaylen walked over to her dresser. “You know you want to.” She opened the middle drawer and her eyes began scanning around. “I thought you were about to do your nails….” Devon said. “I am. Come here, I need two sets of eyes.” Kaylen giggled. Devon walked over and looked inside the drawer. There were well over 100 bottles of nail polish and a few big bottles of nail polish remover. “You know you have an addiction, right?” Devon chuckled. “Haha! Devon, you realize I could be doing drugs? This is just my small collection. If you wanna see my entire collection, follow me.” Kaylen led Devon into her closet and pushed a ...