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Her tight grip on my cock.
That perfectly timed stroke.
My semen all over her stomach and skirt.
The way she begged for it. Had an orgasm, she loved my come so much.
A towel smacks me in the back of the head. “Wake up, Colossal. We need you focused on the game.”
“I’m…yeah. Yup. I’m there. Here, I am.”
That’s a bald-faced lie. I’m not here at all. I’m still in that classroom with Marlow, her legs spread open for me on thatdesk, stockings hugging her thighs. Only this time, I take her panties down and blow inside of her.
Daddy. She called meDaddy.
I’ll never function normally again.
Hell, I’m still shocked by the fact that a girl as phenomenal as Marlow wantsme.Throw in the way she obsessed over my excess of fluids and calls methattitle…I’m feeling some kind of way right now.In heatis the best way I can describe it. Hot to breed my little brunette in stockings. I didn’t know I was capable of this brand of need. It feels kind of sick. Kind of twisted. This ferocious need to impregnate my teenage girlfriend, when logic and facts tell me that early parenthood can present a lot of problems.
My body doesn’t care.
My hunger just wants the job done.
“Is Marlow coming to the game tonight?” asks Garrett, while examining his stick.
“She said she’d be here,” I respond, glancing over at the captain. “But I can’t think of a single good reason for you to have my girlfriend’s name in your mouth.”
Ooooh,my teammates say in unison.
“Relax,” Garrett says, holding up his free hand. “She picked you fair and square.” He pauses, seemingly for dramatic effect. “Besides, I’m hooking up with one of her stepsisters tonight. Jessie. Hell of a consolation prize.”
“Oh shit!”
“You dog.”
“Share the wealth, Garrett.”
“I am sharing the wealth,” Garrett responds, pointing at the other side of the locker room. “Tony is going out with Suzie. The other one.”
I sit with that information for a minute, trying to decide how I feel about it. Good, mostly. If Garrett is romancingMarlow’s sister, and Tony is dating the other one, that’s two fewer sets of eyes on Marlow. That worksreallywell for me. Still, my teammates hooking up with Marlow’s stepsisters gets me thinking. About how Marlow is sneaking out to come to the game tonight.
Don’t Jessie and Suzie have to do the same thing?
“Their parents sound strict, right?” I say to Garrett.
He looks confused. “Jessie didn’t mention anything about that.”
“Really.”
I’m an artist. Illustrating has been my escape for the last several years. I have to hide them now, because once my stepmother found them and decided my brain was a playground for the devil.
Marlow words jog back through my mind, and I get an uncomfortable pinch in my chest. Mainly I’m thinking of the shadows in her eyes when she said that, as if she was only scratching the surface of an explanation. Is her home life okay? Issheokay?
Tony steps into my eyeline, helmet already on for the game. “I’m not even sure which one is Suzie, to be honest. They look too much alike. I’m just going to see which one Garrett likes and take the other.”
“Good plan,” I say dryly.
I tune out as Garrett and Tony come up with a plan for later in the evening.
