Illyria & Jesse pt.2 - Sex Stories

Illyria & Jesse pt.2

I woke up with a headache. The sound of my phone buzzing scared me. When I reached to the nightstand, I knocked over my cup of water. Way to go, Illyria. “Hello?” I answered. “Guess what, bitch?!” Chrissy yelled. “Yeah?” “It’s Monday….” I laughed at Chrissy’s stupid answer. We talked for a bit more then I hung up. I stepped into my shower and enjoyed the warm droplets of water hitting my skin. In my shower, there were two rain shower heads that had steam capsules. I only turned them on if my body was sore or if I just wanted to chill in the shower. After a long-ass shower, I stepped into my room. While I looked around my closet, I brushed my hair back and braided it into a waterfall braid. I finally picked out my Elmo sweatshirt (he had a hat and Ray Bans on,) some light blue jeans and my red chucks. I ran downstairs, said hi to everyone then drove to school. **** It was lunch and Jesse was walking down with me. Our sides kept brushing together intimately, making me laugh. One of Jess’s friends--I wanna say Ethan-- caught up to us in the hall. “Hey. You two keep that up, someone’s gonna get preggers,” Ethan laughed. “Ethan, you keep that up, you won’t have anything to get someone preggers,” I shot back. “Damn. This is why we’re not friends.” “Exactly.” “So,” Jess patted Ethan’s shoulder, “where’s your hoe? Oh, I’m sorry, Maisie.” “Real funny, douche. I dunno. She’s been being a bitch—” “Like always,” I cut in. “Okay, Illyria. If you don’t like Maisie, tell her, not me.” ...

... Ethan sneered. “Ya see, if I tell you, I know she’s gonna know because you’re her bitch.” “You fuc—” “Ethan, you continue that sentence, I murder you,” Jesse firmly said. “Hmph,” Ethan huffed, “Mr. Jesse to the rescue.” “If you had more hair, I’d be cutting it right now,” I smirked. “Goddamn. Why do girls go straight to hair?” “And why do you go straight to being an idiot?” “No one knows, baby. I think he was dropped as a kid…. Or his brain doesn’t work. Probably both.” Jess said. Ethan hit Jesse in the arm. Jesse hit him back harder. By now, I’d learn he and his friends didn’t stop till one person was in a chokehold, just like me and the girls. Did I mention Jesse used to wrestle? No? Damn. It was like, 7th grade. Hmm…. I used to wrestle but, er… Girl wrestling was kinda different. Well..... Hmm. I'll get back to you on that. Anyway, Jesse grabbed Ethan’s arm then put him in headlock. Ethan pushed against Jesse’s arm which made Jess squeeze tighter. “You guys are retards.” I chuckled. “Thank you,” Jesse let Ethan go. “I’m not finished with you, retard.” Jesse tried to grab Ethan again but Ethan put him in a Guillotine choke. I watched them act as if they were in MMA or WWE (WWE, that shit is fake but I still watch it) until we got to the cafeteria. I went up by Dani who was talking to Xander. She said bye and we went to the table. Jesse was sitting next to me, his hand resting on my thigh. “Illyria.” Gavin said. “What’s up, G-Spot?” You can tell why I picked the oh, so unique ...