Rock back onto your dick even harder
From Create Your Own Story
No one really knows this but you and Michelle are neighbors and at one point even friends,you admit that was way back when you were in elementary school and even if the two of you don't really spend time anymore you always considered her to be a friend. Even though you know that you don't rate high up on her priority list you like to think that she does have a soft spot for you or at least you hope so.
What possessed you to do what you just did you have no idea but you are not letting this chance pass you as you pull Michelle to your chest, an action that makes her groan as you massage her breasts, occasionally tugging and pinching them. As much as both of you love the position that you are in now, you realize that neither one of you are going to get off so you put your hands under her legs and lift them. Michelle screams out loud as you go deeper within her and you quietly tell her, "Don't make so much noise, otherwise people are going to come looking."
Michelle whips her head around so fast that you think you were going to get whiplash and she startlingly says, "Ryan?"
You don't say anything as you turn her to face you. The brief moment of lost contact doesn't go so well with Michelle and she sighs with relief once you're back inside of her. She nuzzles her face in the crook of your neck as the two of you somehow manage to get up against the small wall. She grabs the loose brick and holds onto it hard as you lift her up. You pound into her like a starving man about to die and reply, "Yeah, it's me. So what about it?"
As you hit a particularly spot, Michelle bites down her lip so she breaks the skin. You lean over and kiss it away as you give a final shove that sends both of you over the edge. You drop into Michelle's arms.
You say, "I figured that at least once that I could pretend that I was the kind of guy that you liked. I mean, I know that I don't have a snowball's chance in hell but at least for little while we could pretend that we were the same kids who used to play in your backyard."
You button up your pants and turn to walk away when Michelle's voice stops you in your tracks. "I hated the fact that I couldn't come to you anymore," she says. "I mean you are my best friend but once we hit middle school everything changed."
"Yeah," you say. "Instead of simply being yourself, you gave it all up to be this ditzy, flaky girl who was concerned more about boys and the latest fashion to even see..."
No, you swore that you would never tell her how much it hurt to see your friendship crumble and you close your eyes, trying to stem the flow of tears burning to be let out. You feel a hand on your cheek. You opene your eyes to see Michelle in front of you, wiping your teary eyes.
"To see what, Ryan?" she asks.
A voice that you hate more than anything speaks, "Looky what we have here, boys, Cryin' Ryan."
You cast your eyes at the intruder and of course it's Cam Mitchell and his flock of sheep.
"Cam, please, we are having a dicussion here," Michelle says sharply.
"Well, then," Cam says, "we won't be going then as I want to talk to Ryan here, too."
The only word you can think of is Fuck.
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