Illyria & Jesse pt.2 - Sex Stories

Illyria & Jesse pt.2

... nickname “G-spot.” “You look dead.” “Oh, I do? Well… I have a surprise for you.” “What?” Gavin lifted his eyebrow to me. I slowly brought my middle finger up. “Surprise, muthafucker.” “You’re stupid.” Gavin smirked. “Happy birthday to me! I snuck out of fourth period to go shopping and…” Chrissy squealed. She dumped her bag onto the table. Makeup, nail polish, shirts, a pair of heels and jewelry spilled onto the table. I picked up a bottle of eyeliner; the only type of makeup I let touch my face. “Can I have this?” I asked. “No,” Chrissy snatched it from me like a toddler, “mine and mine only. Any of you touch, you die.” “Shit. Chris, you got enough makeup for every homeless person on earth,” Dani gapped. “I know. I’m privileged.” “Eh, I don’t think this enough to cover up your ugly.” I said. “Ha ha,” Chrissy packed the stuff back into her bag. “Wait. One day, you’re gonna wake up with a full mani-pedi by ME. Makeup, hair, EVERYTHING.” “Oh no. You may have scared her,” Dani laughed. “Hell yeah. If I wake up and there is nail polish on me I’ll barf the nail polish onto your face, Chrissy.” “Damn,” Jesse gave my leg a squeeze, “I always forget how much you hate that stuff.” “It’s like….. Gooey nastiness. Especially the eyeshadow. It gets everywhere and you look like a meth head!” I chuckled. “Shit,” Alex said, “still wouldn’t cover up your ugliness.” “Hey. Watch it.” Jesse growled. “It’s cool,” I gave Alex a sarcastic smile, “he’s one to talk. Because right now, he has on so ...

... much makeup he could audition to be a clown.” “Oh! Killed you, fucker!” Chrissy said. “Ha ha,” Alex gave me a look, “don’t try to say anything when you’re drowning in a lake.” I smiled. “We’ll see.” **** Dani and I were walking off the field from practice. Chrissy played soccer, not lacrosse with us. We were talking and changing in the locker room when Perry called out to the team. “Aye! Listen up, bitches! I had sex with Noah.” There was nothing but silence since everyone in the school knew that. I paid no attention to Perry as she gave some gay-ass announcement. The majority of the team was gone, I was waiting for Dani to finish putting her stuff on. Perry and her “Clones” walked up to us. “Loser,” Perry scoffed. I gave a blank stare. “Need help with something? Looking for your panties? Check with every senior in the school.” Dani fixed her jeans then laughed. She stood up straight right next to me, our hair contrasting. “Panties? Yeah. Maybe you should ask your boyfriend. And I’m not talking Noah…” Perry smirked. “Hmm,” Dani turned to me, “I’m sorry if I sound like a blonde but…. Are you talking about Jess?” “I don’t know. Because sometimes it could be code for birdbrains. But hmmm. Not quite sure.” I replied. “Birdbrains? That’s all you got, boy-wannabe?” Her friend, Emma, said from behind Perry. “Oh, Emma,” Dani and I said. “Grow up!” “You two are such idiots. You don’t even know what 2+2 is!” Lauren said. Lauren was probably the birdbrain of all birdbrains. Emma was some ...