“Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Yeah. Damn,” Sam Prescott said with lust. He was penetrating Kayla with all his being, taking her virginity. Kayla looked back at him, moaning.
“Ugh! Ugh! Ugh! Oh, fuck…” She said with want. She never felt this feeling before. She didn’t want it to end. However…
It was for “Taste of Kayla.”
Her hustle was growing. Her popularity was growing. She was riding high, in multiple ways.
“Ugh, fuck my pussy! Ugh! Fuck it! Ugh!” Kayla said, as her breasts bounced perfectly.
As she looked in his eyes, Kayla thought she could get used to this.
“I’m coming, I’m coming… Uhhhhhhh…” Sam blurted out in euphoria as he climaxed on her. Kayla tasted his seed.
“You like that?” Kayla said.
“Yeah.”
They shared a short kiss. The video ended.
At this time, “Taste of Kayla” was just getting off the ground. Sam had the ingenious idea of, “What if you get fucked at our lunch period?” That’s good exposure. People wanted Kayla. People needed Kayla. After this, it wouldn’t need exposure. He hoped he hadn’t created a monster. Until…
“Hey, Sam,” Kayla said.
“Yeah?”
“You know that was my first time,” She said.
“Yeah, I know.”
“Sam, I like you. But are we friends? Are we fuck buddies?” Kayla said, putting on her clothes, confused. She had caught feelings for Sam Prescott.
“I like you too, Kayla. But to answer your question… I don’t know. I do know one thing. I got you.”
Kayla smiled. The bell rang for the next class.
“What you got next period?”
“This college prep class,” Kayla said.
“I got you, girl.”
They proceeded to walk towards Kayla’s classroom.
“You sure?” Kayla asked.
Sam kissed her on the cheek.
“I got you.”
Later, in Kayla’s sixth period…
“This is your stop. I’ll see you later,” Sam said. They hugged.
Alex, a bubbly cheerleader, saw it all.
“Awww. You and Sam look cute together.”
Alex had a petite body, but curves in just the correct places.
“Yeah, I heard her and Sam got it on by the band hall,” Luther Lawson said.
Kayla looked at Luther with a look of death.
“Wait. Oh my god. It’s true. Holy shit, it’s true,” Luther said again. “Damn, girl!”
“Yeah…” She said simply.
“Now, Kayla. I had a crush on you. This… This is hot.”
Kayla laughed.
“Oh, look who’s having her slut phase now. Little miss ’Taste of Kayla’ herself. Now… I got a legitimate question. Obviously Sam fucked you. How was it? Was the dick good? Did the cock taste good in your mouth?” Courtney Jackson said.
“Hmm. Wanna watch?” Kayla said. Everybody reacted.
“Hey, it’s gonna be on my Snap!” Kayla shrugged.
Courtney looked at her again with a look of death.
“Hey, Court, I wanted to ask you something. Remember that party? Purely hypothetical… Would you kiss me again? Purely hypothetical. You still have my number, right?”
Courtney was taken aback by that statement. Kayla smiled as Courtney asked to go to the restroom.
Later, at a different side of school…
Sam Prescott was an office aide for sixth period. He used his free time to edit his newest work with Kayla. All of a sudden, he saw a familiar yet attractive face.
“What’s up, Sammy?”
“’Sup, Megan?”
Megan Simpson was like a little sister to Sam Prescott. Megan had a crush on him… But then again so did every girl. He was so nice to her, they became friends. So much so that Sam was one of the first people she came out to about her sexuality. Ironically they kissed once, before Kayla came in the picture.
“So, I heard you and Kayla got a thing going on, huh?”
“Yeah,” Sam said.
“Cute couple. I mean, what’s not to like? Hot girl. Hot guy. Come on!” Megan said.
“I’m guessing you watched Kayla’s very first vid.”
“You guessed it,” Megan said. “Too bad she’s taken though.”
Sam Prescott put his finger on his chin, thinking.
“Hmm. Megan…”
“Yes?”
“What if I offered you something you couldn’t refuse?” Sam asked, thinking of Kayla and his work.
Meanwhile, in the girls’ restroom…
Courtney Jackson entered into a stall. She lowered her jeans and her pink thong to show her shaved womanhood. She caressed it. She began to fondle it. She wet her fingers, then said fingers entered her. She fought moans while fingering, to no avail. Her other hand grabbed her breast, groping it.
“Ugh. Ugh. Fuck. Fuck me…”
As she found her treasure getting wetter, she thought about Kayla more and more. They did have a falling out, but something about her since then…
“Mmm… Fuck me… Fuck me…”
When all of a sudden, she heard something. Somebody was in the restroom.
“Shit,” She mouthed.
Courtney turned around and put one of her legs up on the toilet, and began fingering with more speed. She got wetter and wetter. She fought more moans.
“Ugh…”
“Hello?”
Courtney knew that voice. She froze in place. She couldn’t catch her masturbating at any costs. It was a faculty member. It was the first teacher she had the hots for, believe it or not.
“How you doing, Miss Richards?” Courtney said, coming out the stall.
“Good, Courtney, and you?”
“Good, good.”
Miss Richards was the cheerleading coach as well as a teacher. Miss Richards had an intuition. So when Courtney came out to her, she was already right. As for the bathroom stall…
“Oh, and Courtney?”
“I heard you in there,” Miss Richards said with a smile. “Don’t do it again.” Miss Richards sashayed out.
Courtney got out her phone, and looked through her contacts until she got to Kayla’s number. She didn’t know why she still had her number, but she did. She thought about what she was going to say. Then it came to her. It was simple. She texted to Kayla…
“Yeah, I’d kiss you again. So?”