Tale of a Whore Gone Nice

My clit swelled as his thrusting got faster. Banging harder and harder into me, my own screams suffocating me. I was in heaven. I could feel my heart pounding in my ears. Feel the veins filling up with more blood. I sense my climax. I hold my breath. He speeds up knowing it's almost his time. His speed is remarkable, unlike anythin I've seen or felt. His build getting harder and I feel it. My G-spot bleeding red as I feel the inner tingle run down. Was it blood? Who cares! Amazing. I exhale. Unexpectedly, it all gushes out and I feel it. I feel him. Tiny slow thrusts, gentle as the rain as powerful juices shoots up into me. He grazes his hands over my nipples. Do I love him? No. It's just the sensation.
"More?!" he asks.
His teeth bright and sparkling compared to the sunset, red, reflected on the walls.
"No...why would you ask that!"
He looks down my hips moving to the beat of his previous slow thrusts. I stop.
"You liked it that much, huh?" He laughs, smiling his biggest smile.
"You wish." I retorted. He glared at me seriously.
"It's okay to like it."
"Fuck off!" I got up and began putting my clothes on. I reached for my shirt, he took ahold of my arm.
"What's wrong with you?!"

"Nothing!"
"I thought you said you wanted it?"
"I did!....I do. You just don't get it."
"Then tell me"
"Look I gotta go okay?" And I left.

Chapter One

"They're fighting again?"I was whispering to myself. I climbed up the stairs and slammed the door to my room.
"God, they drive me crazy!" I screamed. I threw my bag as hard as I could against the wall. I took my clothes and thres them all over my room. I kicked and yelled and trashed whatever I got my racenous hands on.
"GOD! The only time they notice me is when they're going to punish me for something." My cheeks were flaming and I felt the wettness of my tears drying on my face,so I went to the bathroom. I turned on both taps, looking for the right warmth, using my fingers to test the water. I placed my cupped hands under the tap, feeling it overflow with warmth. I splashed it on my face, rubbing my eyes, letting my hands run down my cheek, travelling the same as my tears. I cupped my hands again and splashed, feeling the water’s warmth as it dripped off my face. I look at myself in the mirror.
“God, I’m fat!”
Pinching my belly I go back into my room. I pulled a water bottle from the case in the corner of my room and sat at the computer. I looked trough messages I might have gotten the other day as well as today.
“Eww!” I cringed ,my face and took a sip of my water. Why won’t this freaky pedophile leave me alone? Weirdo. I look through more; B – O – R – I – N – G!!! I scan through the websites I’ve joined; zombiedork.com, mygap, guysonline, and some others.
“I should probably look at my facecheck.” I sighed. I get up, grab another bottle of water and head to the door.

“I’ll go for a walk....nothing better to do.” I mumble opening the door.
“God! They’re still at it?” I walk out slamming my door and run down the stairs. I get outside just fast enough to hear them turning their anger to all the door slamming I did.
“God! I just don’t get them! We all know that they’re cheating on each other, so why bother hiding it?”
I run through the gates and down the streets. I’m so pissed; I let out a deep growl of frustration. My speed started to increase, and as it did, my growl became louder. I calmed down after awhile and my breathing began to slow. I realized I was still running. I......can’t stop! I looked up, trying to see signs of where I am; of something to hold onto. I turn my feet to the left. I swerve to the left and back.
“Okay! I can direct my feet!”
I need to crash into something. I trip on a sidewalk; jump and keep running.
“DAMN!!” I run myself into an alley, hoping the dead end will stop me. As I turn, I crash into something.
“Finally!”
“Huh?”
I look up, gazing into the eyes of this really cute guy.