EroticReverie

Royce Vandenberg

"Fucking hell" she curses, her hands braced on the shelves in the janitors closet as I fuck her from behind, her hot black and white plaid skirt bunched in my hands at her hips, her fishnets ripped as the chains dangling from the waist of skirt clink with each of my thrusts. 

Kitty Lozano. My guilty pleasure, and I was hers. 

While I was about to graduate with a full ride scholarship for Football, and most likely going to be named prom king, and wore expensive clothes and drove an expensive car, and hung out with the rich kids and athletes, and dated the blonde peppy cheerleaders like I was expected to. Kitty Lozano was about to graduate and probably work at Hot Topic or a tattoo shop or some shit while taking a leap year. While I was being named prom king she'd probably be summoning the devil in a graveyard, or rubbing crystals on herself. She wore ripped clothes, drove a fucking junker of a car, and hung out with the kids who you second guessed being a dick to, incase they showed up in a trench coat with a rifle and decided to blow everyones brains out. We were complete opposite stereotypes. She hated me and my kind of people, and I just didn't understand her kind of people. 

But two years ago, when we had been paired for a science project, that invloved us having to spend time outside of school. We may or may not have hate fucked each other on her dingy couch in her basement.....and continued to do so periodically ever since then. 

It didn't matter if we were dating people. I'd cheated on my girlfriends with her. She'd cheated on her boyfriends with me. We wouldn't dare date one another, cause we'd ruin our reputations. Mine as the towns allstar football player golden boy, and she ruins her as the crypt keeper I guess. 

She's 5'8" , has long dyed black hair, and killer fucking blue eyes that make me impossibly hard every time they're looking up at me when she's got my dick in her mouth. She had shitty stick poke tattoos she'd given herself on her fingers, a crecsent moon, a K for her name, and some other random witch related shit or symbols that I had no idea what they were.  She has a tongue ring, nipple piercings and her god damn clit pierced along with several ear piercings and a nose ring. I imagined travelling through airport security was a fucking bitch for her.  Her most recent piercings were her fucking dimples, which pissed me right the fuck off, cause her dimples were one of things that everyone first noticed. She had perfect dimples on each cheek, they were deep and fucking adorable. And now they were blocked by stupid fucking diamond studs. 

Her hair was up today in a ratty messy bun, and looked like she hadnt brushed it in days, but that was just "the look" for her. Her hair smelled fucking good, and it was currently in my fucking hands as I yanked her head back and brought my mouth to hers, licking obscenely over her lips and shoving my tongue in her mouth as I slammed my hips into her making her groan. 

It'd been a few weeks since we last hooked up, and I just couldn't wait any longer when I'd seen her walk into school wearing her signature ripped fishnets and big fucking combat boots and a skirt that was short enough to get her coded, but hadn't, probably because the teachers didnt want to get hexed. 

She grins against my mouth, as her tongue swipes, and darts back, returning the sloppy kiss, licking my mouth and then laughing with a little growl as she pushes me back from her then turns and hitches her leg up over my hip, pulling me back into her, throwing one arm around my neck as she bites on my lower lip and groans as I sink back into her. 

Kitty Lozano, was the hottest girl I'd ever fucked. She fucked dirty, she fucked hard, and she fucked for fun. 

"fuck me Royce" she panted and then bit my lip hard making me hiss and pull back, my brow pinching at her , my gaze asking her what the fuck was that for, as she laughed and grabbed my shoulders and bucked her hips into me. 

Her hand came to my throat, licking her lips with a wicked grin as she tightened her hand around my throat. My nostrils flaring as she choked me, my hand going to her throat, doing the same. Her eyes widening with excitement as her mouth parted and I snatched her hand from my throat and smacked it away and then grabbed her jaw with my other hand as I still choked her and then spit into her open mouth. 

I listened to the choked moan and felt her pussy clench around me. 

"You sick fucking bitch" I groan at her , my eyes narrowing, pretending im fucking disgusted by her, when really, I loved it. I loved all of the weird, kinky shit no fucking cheerleader or good girl would ever let me do to them. I loved that Kitty liked dark shit, some even too dark for me. But it turned me on that this hot little fucked up nympho liked to fuck my dick as much as I liked fucking her pussy. 

"You nasty fucking cunt" I snarl and she groans and my hand slips from her neck, down over the tank top she was wearing under her hoodie that's now on the floor. 

I pull down the front of her tank, letting her braless tit pop out the top and lick my lips and the two shiny silver balls of her bar bell piercing and the little nipple cage she has around it. 

"I hate these fucking things" I groan at the nipple cage blocking her nipple, only the areola visible. 

"Quit wearing these" I growl.

"fuck you" she moans. "make me" 

I lift my hand and slap my hand across her face. Nothing too hard, but definitely not soft, and she gasps, clenching around my dick and then her eyes widen in a frenzy, and her other foot pushes up off the floor, as I reach down to catch her leg as she throws it up around me, and I crash us into the shelf, rolls of paper towels thunking off the shelves to the floor as empty spray bottles follow suit from a higher shelf. 

I growl as I grip the shelf and thrust hard into her.

"hit me again" she begs breathlessly.

"No." I answer her with a vicious thrust. 

"pussy" she snaps and both her hands come to my neck, grabbing it, choking me. My nostrils flaring as I fuck her against the shelves, watching her wince slightly everytime I ram her back into the metal shelves. 

"hit me you fucking pussy" she hisses and then lifts her own hand and slaps me instead. 

I growl and then grab her ass, sliding my one hand further onto her ass , my finger teasing her asshole and her eyes widen. 

"Dont" she warns. 

"Shut the fuck up" I say as I push a finger against her ass and then plunge it inside of her tight ass. 

"Fucker!" she yells and slaps me again and Im the one laughing as she squirms. 

Kitty liked a lot of stuff, ass play wasn't on that list though.

She slaps me again and then again as I ram my finger further in her ass. 

"Royce! Stop!" she screams and I see a look on her face I've never seen. Something between terror, anger, and like she's about to cry. 

I take my finger out of her, I stop fucking her and she shoves me, making me move back as she shoves down her skirt. 

"You fucking asshole" she says her voice shaking as she lifts up her tank top adjusting it, and snatching her hoodie off the floor as I pull my pants up. 

"Kitty, it was a joke...you called me a pussy...and slapped me..I thought.."

"Fuck you!" she yells at me as she pulls on her hoodie. 

"Kitty what the fuck..im sorry okay?" I say. Cause i did fucking feel bad. It was a dick head move , cause she'd always told me it was the one thing off limits. 

"Kitty stop" I say as she avoids looking at me, picks up her back pack off the floor. I grab it, and she tries to snatch it back. I drop it behind me and then grab her as she pushes at me again. 

"Get the fuck off me, dont ever touch me again" she says her breathing hard and heavy. An angry scowl on her face , her messy hair in her face. 

I grab her arms. 

"Kitty!" I yell as I push her against the wall. 

"I'm fucking sorry!" I yell and try to get her to look at me, dipping my head to hers, chasing her eyes as she turns her head, trying to grab her chin to make her look at me , as she swats at my hand. 

"Let me go!" she cries. 

And not just cries as in yells. There's tears in her eyes. Her voice is choked and I realize I truly fucked up. 

"Kitty" I say softly. 

"Fuck." I say and step back as she lifts her hands, swiping the tears spilling down her cheeks, making her dark makeup run, with the sleeves of her hoodie. 

"I told you" she croaks. 

"I told you not...not to...do that...ever" she hiccups and I find myself wishing I could rewind to three minutes ago before I ever fucking did that. 

"I know...fuck...I'm sorry...I'm so fucking sorry." I say apologizing and me and Kitty didnt do emotions with one another. At least not these kinds. But...you didn't fuck a girl for two years and not at least develop a level of care for her. While Id never admit it to her before, I did care about her. Not just cause I liked fucking her, but she was funny, she made me laugh, and I had fun with her whenever we hooked up outside of school. She was my friend. Maybe in secret, but still my fucking friend. 

"Kitty, I'm so fucking sorry." I say again, and hesitate for a moment as I reach my hand out and then, decide to do it. I pull her into me and wrap my arms around her, lifting one up to her head and cradling it under my chin as she keeps crying. 

"Please forgive me." I whisper. 

"I'd never fucking hurt you on purpose. I didn't...I wasn't thinking....well I was...but I just...didnt know it was like that...it was a dick head thing to do...and ill never fucking do it again...ever...fucking ever Kitty." I say as she buries her face in my chest. I feel her arms drop and then wrap around me and I swallow hard. 

"I shouldnt have fucking done that. I'd take it back if I could..fuck..Im so sorry" I say and she wraps her arms tighter around me, her nails digging into my back as she grabs at my shirt and clutches it.

She doesn't say anything, and the lunch bell rings, signaling our lunch period is over, and we start to hear the bustle of footsteps and the loud voices of students moving from classes in the hall, and I just stand there, holding her as she sniffles. 

I don't say anything else, and neither does she as she just lays her head on my chest and keeps ahold of my shirt and I sigh softly. Gently I slip my hand over her head, pushing back the messy hair I secretly fucking love and then kiss the top of her head as the minutes tick by, and the voice fade slowly as the other students make their way to the next class or into the next lunch period. 

"Can you take me home?" she asks quietly. 

"Of course." I answer, pulling back, I gently cup her face and look at her, her eyes lifting to me. And god I hated myself. I didnt like making girls cry. And I'd never seen Kitty cry before, ever. She was tougher than most guys, and I think that's why I was so stunned, I didnt think there was anything I could do to ever upset her like that. 

I bend over and pick up her back pack, carrying it as we sneak out of the closet and walk through the halls silently and out the doors to the student parking lot. 

I don't know what to say, or what to ask, or what to do. I just open the passenger side door to my G wagon and let her in. 

I throw her back pack in the back, and then come around to the drivers side and get in and start the car. 

While driving I don't turn on the radio, and I chew my lip wondering if I should apologize some more. 

But instead, I look over to her at a red light and find she's just looking out the front windshield and watch her blink once, a tear slipping out of the corner of her eye. 

I reach over, placing my hand on her leg, and she looks at it. I lift my hand and slip it over her hands she has balled in her lap, and sneak my hand between them and grab her hand and push my fingers through hers and clasp them. 

She looks over to me, and I squeeze her hand. 

"I'm sorry." I say again softly as we sit at a red light. 

"I know." she says. Her hand finally gripping mine a little bit.