Illyria & Jesse pt.1 - Sex Stories

Illyria & Jesse pt.1

... the staircase then reached my bedroom. Call my bedroom anything you want but messy isn’t allowed on that list. I kept everything organized and the only thing that was ever messy was my bed or desk. There was a flat screen TV above one dresser, a bookshelf, my desk, my queen-sized bed, a window seat and two swivel pod chairs. I opened my closet door then stripped down to my panties and bra. I grabbed my long tank top and grabbed my book. It was 1:00 in the morning and I wanted to read…. I’m weird. After I made it through five chapters, there was a tapping on my window. What the fuck? The pebble hit the glass again. I hopped out of my bed then opened my window….. Noah. “Baby. Let me up.” He called. “Uh… Why?” I replied. “Illyria. Open the fucking door,” he firmly said. Goddamn. I mean, I get you’re a possessive bitch but really dude? I trotted down the staircase then opened the front door. Noah was pissed. He pushed past me then went to my room. When I was upstairs, I was pushed onto the bed. "Why didn't you reply to my text?" Noah said. "Noah, I didn't--" "Yes ya did. You read it." Noah pushed me back onto the bed, this time harder, trying to hurt me. I could tell he'd had a bit too much booze tonight then he jumped on me. “Damnit, Noah. Are you shitting me?” I said. “I want sex.” “Didn’t you already get that tonight?” “Illyria. What the fuc--” “I sent that video out. Of you and Perry. Nice dick, bitch.” Noah didn’t take that lightly. He grabbed my neck then pushed me into ...

... the bed. “You. Bitch. I knew it.” Noah grunted. “If….” I could barely breathe, his grip was tight. “If…. you want…. answers…. I….. have them.” “Tell me.” I made a face, indicating I couldn’t breathe. He let me go then I gasped for air. Noah didn’t care, he probably just wanted a quick fuck. Here’s the thing about Noah; he’s too possessive, selfish and just wants sex! I mean, hey, if you want a quick fuck, don’t hold back. I’ll either say no or yes. But am I gonna have a reason for my answer? Fucking yes! Like shit, for real? “Illyria. If you don’t tell me in five seconds, I’m grabbing you again.” “Well,” I massaged my neck, “I saw you two. In the garden, ass grabbing, tongues darting here and there. Then, I started walking back but you guys caught up. I saw the thirty seconds, seriously. I took that video.” Noah grabbed my hips. I thrashed, kicking up. He held on tighter then yanked my panties down. Not good, not good. I grabbed his arm then kicked him right in the dick. Noah let out a groan and I sat up. I kicked him over and over, pissed he tried to force me into sex. Noah grabbed my ankle and pulled me onto the ground. He got on top of me, smashing my body into the carpet. I bit his neck and brought my knee to his groin. “Get.” knee. “The.” knee. “Fuck.” knee. “Out.” knee, knee. Noah jumped off of me, realizing I was stronger than I look and left my house. I was happy he didn’t shove that thing in me but furious the dumb bastard tried to rape me. The bedroom door was still ...