The Academy 17 - Sex Stories

The Academy 17

Jordan stood naked in the middle of the hotel room that, just 30 minutes ago, her friend Sasha occupied. She bit her lip, upset because she was highly anticipating the orgasms that awaited her if Sasha had been there. Jordan sighed and jumped onto the bed, letting herself bounce a few times before settling in. She was still wet from the shower she just took so the warm and dry blankets felt extremely calming to her. She turned on the TV, nothing was on that interested her. She flipped through the channels until she found an old batman movie, "The Dark Knight," which came out long before she was born. She was actually interested in the movie until she fell into a deep sleep. Jordan awoke in the same position that she fell asleep in, her eyes analyzed the ceiling, remembering where she was. When she did, Jordan felt her hand move down and caress her pussy. She let out an almost silent giggle and turned to face Sasha. Except, Sasha wasn't in the bed with her like she imagined she would. Jordan took her hand away and sat up, looking around the sunlit room. No one was in the bathroom, which was her initial thought, that Sasha was showering. Jordan finally came to the conclusion that Sasha must have gone home to Jasper, which she understood, the two did just get engaged. As Jordan pulled her tight jeans over her ass, she noticed a distinct smell that made her stop. Blood. When she turned around to investigate she instantly noticed the red stains on the carpet that she had missed ...

... the previous night. She got down on her knees, now panicked and worried. She confirmed that the dried fluid was in fact blood. Jordan snagged her keys, and quickly ran out of the room. When Jasper set down his phone, trying to process the information that Jordan just babbled at him, it made sense to him why Camila wanted to know where Sasha was so badly. He gave away where she was. He couldn't believe it, this was his fault. He should have known, Camila had been insane since her sister got killed. Who knows what was going on in that head of hers. He needed to save his fiancée. He knew just who to go to first. Camryn ate her dinner alone in front of her TV, she watched a soap opera about love and that nonsense. When she heard the knock at the door, she neatly set her food on the table and got up to get it. The short but busty girl wasn't wearing much, only underwear and a white shirt. She opened the door. "Jasper?" Camryn bit her finger and tried to look cute, "What a surprise." Jasper walked past her into the apartment, she was surprised with the energy he carried. He was usually nice and had a loving feel, but not now, he was forceful, "I need to know something Camryn." "Oh," Camryn felt her heart beat against her chest, his voice was so demanding, "Anything for you." "Where is Camila's hideout or whatever?" He looked at her. Camryn couldn't help but ball up her shirt in her hands and cross her legs, she looked away from his eyes, "Hideout?" "Everyone knows her sister dealt ...