Illyria & Jesse pt.3 - Sex Stories

Illyria & Jesse pt.3

... flipped him off, “you don’t deserve a hi. Suffer, bitch.” Jesse wrapped his arm around my waist then gave me a kiss. No, kiss isn’t the word. He fucking murdered my mouth. I felt his hands on my lower back, about two inches away from touching on my ass. Jesse pulled back and we laughed. “Save it, ya nasties,” Dani giggled. “Dani, I’m going to rip your face off,” I groaned. “But we’re a team!” “No, I’m by myself.” “There’s no ‘I’ in team,” Dani huffed. “But there’s an ‘I’ in Illyria so shut the fuck up.” “Oh, you—” Dani remembered the guys were staring us down and held her tongue, “mmm.” “Hah,” I smirked. The guys knew we acted like sisters and bickered all the time. Dani gave me a look then I nodded. “Uhm, we’re leaving. Bye, uglies,” I announced. “Ugly? Quit talking about yourself,” Gavin smirked. “She wasn’t. She was talking about your mother,” Dani added. “Leave before you two have to beat the shit outta Gavin,” Jesse laughed. We looped our arms then walked to first period. Our first period was trigonometry with one of the best teachers, Mr. Polster. Chrissy caught up to us in the hall and she looked pissed. “Hey, girly. What’s up?” I asked. Chrissy gave me a look that could kill. “I didn’t get to go to the sale they were having at DSW. I want to cry,” she sighed. “Oh!” Dani raised her foot. “I got these sexy things from there last night!” Dani had on a pair of sandals that had beads over the top of her foot. Chrissy let out a frustrated huff then glanced at my shoes. I ...

... had on my timberland boots with camo shoe laces. “Jelly,” Chrissy sighed, “well, I still have mine.” Chrissy had on a pair of soft black wedges. We walked into Mr. Polster’s classroom then sat in our traditional seats. On the board, Mr. Polster left a note that said he would have a sub for the first half of the day. “Oh,” I bit down on my pen. “Sub, means I’m going to sleep. G’night.” “Illyria. Please try to stay up in class. It’s not like she won’t catch you,” Dani chuckled. “If I were you, Il, I’d be knocked out right now,” Chrissy whispered. “Trust me, I’m getting some sleep. I can’t be exhausted at the party later tonight,” I smiled. “Yeah,” Chrissy tilted her head to Dani, “gotta be fresh for the party.” “Mmm, I guess,” Dani scoffed. My least favorite about this class was that Perry had it first period. She strutted in and I think every guy’s mouth hung open. Perry decided to be full-fledged hoe today and wore a plaid mini skirt, (when I say “mini” I mean mini ,) a see-through white tanktop, (under it she had a plaid bra on, WTF ,) deep red heels and pulled her hair into a low ponytail. And to top it off, a cherry sucker! I didn’t see her entire outfit earlier because she had a black cardigan on but now, GODDAMN! Now, some people are thinking, “Don’t schools have dress code?” But our school has three rules: No pajamas, no nudity, no bare midriff. That’s it. I started laughing when I saw the few guys who were looking up her skirt. One of my friends, Ricky, came up to us and ...