Jackie sat in the cafeteria, frantically trying to finish her math homework, which she was supposed to hand in after the break. Jeff sat beside her, constantly touching her in an overzealous attempt to get her attention, thoroughly distracting her. Jackie kept trying to inch away, but Jeff seemed oblivious to her irritation.
She sighed deeply and looked up from her notebook. Great. Another bad grade.
Her gaze drifted toward the table where the rest of the Yellowjackets sat, and she longed to join them. But she knew that if she did, Jeff would guilt-trip her about it later. Biting the cap of her pen, she snapped her notebook shut and began packing her things into her bag.
“Jeff. I’ve got to go,” she said.
He looked at her with a puppy-dog expression. “Already?”
Jackie nodded, standing up and slinging her backpack over her shoulder. She figured she’d stop by the library before class started. At least she could borrow the assigned reading and try to scrape together a decent grade in English.
Jeff sighed, reaching out to pull her into a crushing hug. Jackie rolled her eyes but leaned down to give him a quick peck on the cheek. As soon as she could, she wriggled out of his grasp and headed for the door.
Jackie didn’t really like Jeff. Sure, he was her boyfriend, but he could be so annoying that every few months, she had to take a break from him—though she always ended up going back. Sometimes, she wondered if this was how her future would play out. She’d marry someone (possibly, God forbid, Jeff) who would constantly get on her nerves, while she spent her days raising kids and cleaning the house.
The thought made her stomach ache. It was her worst nightmare.
But her mother clearly had this picture-perfect life planned out for her, and Jackie didn’t dare defy her. At least her future was sorted, right?
Jackie hurried through the school hallways, determined to reach the library before the break ended. She pushed the doors open with a flourish and, upon seeing how many people were inside, gently shut them behind her. Scanning the spacious room, she made her way toward the classics section. A few heads turned to look at her as she walked past the tables.
Finally, she found the right shelf. But her heart sank when she saw who was standing in front of it.
Shauna Shipman turned toward her, smiling over the top of the book she was flipping through. Jackie swallowed hard, her dry throat suddenly in need of relief, and tried to return the smile. It ended up looking more like a grimace.
“Hey,” Jackie greeted weakly, quickly diverting her attention to the books.
She could feel Shauna’s eyes on her, and heat crept up her cheeks. Jackie exhaled softly, willing herself to focus on the titles in front of her, but the letters blurred and danced across the spines.
Here was the problem: Jackie had cheated on Jeff with Shauna. Repeatedly. And she’d never told him.
It had started innocently enough—a friendship born when Shauna showed up to one of their games. She’d come mostly to watch Van, her friend, but she and Jackie had struck up a conversation.
Then they started hanging out more often, in a way that couldn’t be classified as just friendship. Shauna already had a notorious reputation at school, something Jackie was painfully aware of, but she’d convinced herself the rumors were just exaggerated gossip.
(Spoiler: They weren’t.)
Despite what people said, Shauna turned out to be one of the best people Jackie had ever met. Their connection was easy, natural, and miles away from the drama of schoolyard whispers. People had plenty to say about their growing closeness, and they didn’t hold back. Jeff, especially, hated how much time Jackie spent with Shauna—and maybe he had a point.
Jackie was the quintessential golden girl: polished, perfect, the flawless captain of the school soccer team. Everyone either wanted to be her or be with her. So, it didn’t look great for her to be spending so much time with Shauna, the girl who was more likely to be found at a party than in a classroom. Shauna’s reputation preceded her. The amount of girls she had sex with, her unrepentant attitude, and her abysmal behavior grades didn’t exactly scream “model student.” On the surface, they couldn’t have been more different.
But they were friends. Jackie became a regular at Shauna’s house; even Shauna’s mom had taken a liking to her. They rarely argued, and despite Shauna’s disregard for schoolwork, she was sharp and quick-witted. Jackie admired her for that. Whenever Jackie needed help with math, Shauna was her go-to.
Even their appearances were worlds apart. Shauna in her tank tops, oversized hoodies, ripped jeans, and caps with a bandana sticking out of her back pocket. Jackie, on the other hand, was immaculately put together—her hair adorned with bows, her perfume sweet and delicate. They looked ridiculous together.
And yet, here they were. Until.
It all started to fall apart one night. Jackie had just broken up with Jeff so she came to cry on Shauna's arm. She pulled out a bottle of some disgusting booze and it was empty before they both knew it. Then it all happened horribly fast. Jackie's landed on Shauna's lap with her fingers pressed into her hair rubbing her length shamelessly begging her to fuck her here and now.
And that was the beginning of the end.
Jackie didn't have to repeat twice. Shauna quickly ripped all the clothes off her and made Jackie see the stars.
Then for the next few months, it was the norm. At first, it was always drunk. Then Jackie stopped looking for any excuses and admitted to herself that she liked it. She moaned Shauna's name at almost every sleepover night and party. In the meantime, she managed to get back to Jeff, but that didn't stop Shauna from fucking her almost regularly. Jackie didn't want to stop this either.
She'd never let Jeff get to her that close. She'd always tell him she wasn't ready for sex. Right after that she'd go to Shauna, ride her until her legs ached and her throat was completely dry.
Not just from moaning. Jackie found out she liked working with her mouth.
What's even worse, Jackie didn't feel guilt or anything else for cheating on Jeff. It never crossed her mind that he might find out, and even if he did, she was sure he wouldn't leave her. Jackie was far more worried about Shauna telling someone at school and in the result ruining her impeccable reputation.
Finally, one day, Shauna slept with another girl. Jackie started a huge fight. Of course, it didn't make any sense in theirs situation. After all, she went back to Jeff after every night and acted like the perfect girl. Shauna had every right to have sex with whoever she wanted.
Still, Jackie felt hurt. Even betrayed. Which was bizarre because they never made any promises to each other. No commitments. Actually, they didn't talk about it too much, because they both felt there was nothing to talk about.
Shauna had called her out on her behavior towards Jeff, telling her she had every right to do whatever she pleased.
That was when Jackie left her room, never to return. She stopped speaking to Shauna, pretending the girl no longer existed, and made a firm decision never to get involved in such a relationship again.
And it wasn’t as if Jackie hadn’t felt anything after that... breakup? She cried for a week, convincing everyone that they’d simply had a fight and ended their friendship. Afterward, she managed to pull herself together, but not a day went by without thinking of Shauna. She always looked for her in the school hallways.
Jackie reached for a book by Jane Austen from the shelf. She stole a quick glance at Shauna, then at the book in her hands. Jackie pressed her lips into a thin line. "Are you planning to check that out?" she asked, gesturing to the book.
Shauna closed *The Old Man and the Sea* and glanced at the cover. "Maybe," she shrugged. "Why?"
Jackie hated these dry conversations. She sighed and slid the Jane Austen book back into its place. "Because I’m afraid I need it," she said.
Shauna looked at her. She was wearing a tight tank top, a sleeveless flannel shirt, and jeans, from which her boxers peeked out. Jackie couldn’t help but glance in that direction, but quickly corrected herself and met Shauna’s large, brown eyes again.
Shauna looked at the book once more and extended it towards Jackie, but as soon as Jackie reached for it, preparing a quick "thank you," Shauna pulled her hand back. A smirk appeared on her lips. "Nothing’s free," she chuckled.
Jackie stood there for a moment, bewildered by the situation, until finally, she raised her eyebrows, more surprised than angry. "Excuse me?"
They hadn't spoken to each other like this in months. Jackie wasn’t sure how to react.
Shauna rolled her eyes and stepped closer to Jackie. They were the same height, but Jackie felt small as Shauna sized her up.
"We're throwing a party tomorrow night with Van. I’d like you to come," she said, leaning against the bookshelf.
Jackie furrowed her brows and shook her head. She glanced around, thinking it had to be some ridiculous joke. "What does this have to do with my book?" she asked.
Shauna rolled her eyes again. Jackie was surprised not to see one of those silly hats with the brim on her. Seriously, Shauna looked good in them, but what was the point? "I’ll give it to you when you agree to come tomorrow," she replied, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.
Jackie snorted. "How old are you to act like that?"
Shauna shrugged, waving the book in front of Jackie’s nose. Jackie glanced at the clock hanging on the wall behind her, and the smile disappeared from her face. She only had a few minutes left, and she still had to get to class. "Shipman, give me the book if you’re not planning to check it out."
Shauna raised an eyebrow. "So, will you come to the party?"
"I could agree and still not show up." Jackie took a step closer.
"Hmm," she said. Shauna pretended she was thinking about her next move. "I wouldn't do that if I were you," she told her. I know your little dirty secret, Jackie.''
Jackie tensed slightly, but didn't let it be known that the words had any effect on her. Still, she knew that Shauna could tell anyone at any moment what they were up to after every game, party, sleepover...
Jesus, there was quite a lot of it.
"Okay." Jackie finally agreed, sighing. "Give it here."
Shauna lazily extended the book towards Jackie, smiling at her with the same relaxed expression. Jackie almost snatched the book from her hand. "See you tomorrow, Jax."
Jackie gritted her teeth at the nickname but turned proudly on her heel, heading straight for the librarian, her mind still mulling over the invitation.
***
Jackie wondered if Shauna would really be capable of spreading everything around the school. She’d be putting herself in the line of fire for more comments, though that didn’t really scare her. At least, that’s what Jackie thought.
She’d have to hate her deeply to announce to the world that yes, Jackie had been regularly cheating on her boyfriend with her. Jackie was curious if anyone would even believe it. Besides, didn’t Shauna have better things to do? Why had she invited her in the first place?
A lot of things didn’t make sense. Jackie didn’t even want to go to the party. She was exhausted after the whole week, and Jeff wasn’t even invited. She didn’t like going to parties with him because he always got drunk and tried to hit on her, but at least she could run to him in case of something like: *“My ex-best friend, with whom I cheated on you, is hitting on me right now. What’s up with you, babe?”*
Still, the next evening, Jackie stood in front of her wardrobe, staring at her reflection. There were two hours left until the party started, and she still didn’t know what to wear.
Natalie glanced at her, taking a drag from her cigarette.
"Do you really have to smoke in here?" Jackie asked, opening the window. "My parents will ask."
Natalie carefully ignored her comment and offered Jackie a cigarette. Jackie sighed but took a drag. Fine, at least it would help her relax. She’d think about the smoke and smell in her room later.
"I still don’t get why I’m going there," Natalie muttered, dissatisfied, taking the cigarette back from Jackie.
Jackie moved back to the mirror, scrutinizing herself carefully and shaking her head. Too covered up. She started rummaging through her wardrobe again. "For my emotional support," she said.
Natalie was the only person who knew about the incidents with Shauna. Not that her friend approved of it, but she was far more pleased with Shauna’s company than Jeff’s. She would always insult him whenever they went out together. Jackie didn’t blame her.
Natalie was the only thing in Jackie’s life that didn’t fit with the rest. Her mother didn’t approve of the friendship, but Jackie talked about Natalie endlessly. Partly because she genuinely liked her, and partly to irritate her parents.
"You can perfectly handle it on your own," Natalie said, getting up from Jackie’s bed and standing behind her. She looked at her in the mirror and slid the cigarette into Jackie’s mouth. She pulled it back out when Jackie took a drag. "I don't know something big and important will happend if you two will fuck again?" She asked bluntly, glancing inside Jackie’s wardrobe.
Jackie bit her lower lip. "Jeff..."
"I said: significant. Read: important, Jackie." Natalie pulled out a black dress from the wardrobe, one Jackie hadn’t worn in over two years. Mainly because it was horribly short, and her mother had never missed a chance to insult her over it. "Jeff is very insignificant." She shoved the dress into Jackie’s hands.
Jackie couldn’t help but snort with laughter. She leaned forward, and Natalie slid the cigarette between her lips again, only to take it away a moment later.
"Why i feel like you care so much about us fucking?" Jackie retorted, glancing at the dress, but despite everything, she began putting it on.
When she finished, she looked at herself in the mirror. She had to admit, she looked good. The dress accentuated every curve and shape. She smoothed it down on her thighs. Reaching for her denim jacket from the wardrobe, she then looked at Nat. "Can I borrow this?" she asked, tugging on the sleeve of Nat’s leather jacket.
Natalie eyed her skeptically but then stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray and took off the jacket. Jackie grinned at her and pulled it on. She gave herself one more glance in the mirror, tilting her head thoughtfully.
Natalie stood right behind her and scrunched up her nose. "Take condoms with you."
Jackie gave her a light shove on the arm but smiled to herself.
***
Jackie knew the way to Shauna's house all too well. Natalie drove them there, following her directions, and parked a little farther down the street due to the number of cars. Van and Shauna hadn't been slacking off. The place was packed, and even from outside, Jackie could hear the loud music blaring from inside. Someone was hauling a keg of beer in. A dozen people stood outside, smoking, drinking, and chatting. Jackie felt a sudden rush of anxiety and didn’t want to get out of the car.
Natalie glanced at her. "Get out." She muttered. "You dragged me here, now get out."
Jackie rolled her eyes but opened the door and stepped onto the sidewalk. She looked around but didn’t see anyone familiar, so the two of them just made their way inside. "You’re disgusting with those cigarettes," Jackie muttered as Natalie opened a pack and slipped one between her lips, but Jackie grabbed one without asking. "Terrible habit."
Natalie chuckled and lit their cigarettes. Jackie felt her pulse slow down slightly. With a cigarette in hand, she opened the door to the house.
The party looked like all the typical ones thrown by frat boys. Bright, loud, and smelled of weed from a mile away. Jackie grabbed Natalie’s hand to make sure she wouldn’t get lost in the sea of people dancing in the living room. She didn’t see Van or Shauna anywhere, which, in all honesty, she was grateful for.
"I heard Lottie’s here!" Jackie shouted to Nat, pulling her toward the kitchen. She knew the way well.
Nat’s eyes widened when she heard that but shook her head, trying to hide that she was bothered by it. Jackie smirked to herself.
In the kitchen stood Shauna. She was preparing a drink for a short brunette who was clinging to her arm. Apparently, Shauna was enjoying the attention. When she handed the drink over (Jackie would bet anything it was the Malibu and milk Shauna always drank), she turned and their eyes met. Shauna glanced down at the intertwined hands of Jackie and Nat, frowning.
Natalie walked up to the kitchen island and poured herself a generous glass of beer. Jackie stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray someone had left behind, grabbed Nat’s cup, and took a big gulp. At that moment, Shauna appeared next to her. She leaned on the kitchen island, and her hand landed on Jackie’s hip.
Jackie nearly choked and silently thanked God she hadn’t brought Jeff. She looked at Shauna. Her hand felt heavy on her body, and Jackie could feel the heat of her touch in that spot. "Hey," Shauna greeted her as if nothing had changed. Maybe it was natural for her—flirting with anyone, anytime. Jackie wanted to step away, but some invisible force seemed to hold her in place. She decided not to give Shauna the satisfaction and ignored her hand. "You came."
Jackie nodded. Natalie patted her on the shoulder and headed back to the living room, probably to find some weed. Or Lottie. Maybe both.
"Did I have a choice?" Jackie asked, raising an eyebrow.
Shauna smiled. She was wearing a short-sleeved shirt and denim shorts. Jackie noticed her flushed cheeks and immediately realized Shauna was already a little tipsy. And it had only been half an hour. "There’s always a choice," she replied, tightening her grip on Jackie’s hip. "Where’s your boyfriend?"
Jackie knew it was a jab, and she realized how much depended on her reaction. She knew Shaune was interested in one thing - her sudden interest in Jackie seemed to stem from a longing for sex. There was no better explanation. Jackie couldn’t quite bring herself to believe in a scenario where Shauna genuinely missed her as a person. More like getting in between her legs. Jackie could quietly disagree with herself. She could walk out right now, leave the party, and go back to not speaking to Shauna, erasing her from her life once more. But deep down, she knew the decision had already been made the moment she agreed to come here.
She missed Shauna. Not just for what she had between her legs, but for her whole in general. She knew that one night together was not going to fix everything. It wouldn’t suddenly lead to a conversation, not about everything that had happened. They didn’t talk like that, not really, and they certainly didn’t fix things. Jackie knew that the night she walked out, she had shattered something unspoken—whatever it was. And it wasn't just about sex around the corners.
But even so, with Shauna's hand resting on her hip, Jackie found that she didn’t want to push her away. It didn’t bother her that they hadn’t spoken in months or that Shauna could act like nothing had happened—inviting her to a party and striking up a casual conversation. It should have bothered her. It didn’t.
“He’s not here with me,” Jackie said, eyes fixed on the beer she’d swiped from Natalie. She took another sip, steeling herself for what might come next.
She could feel it. The way the air grew thick before a storm, the way the heat in the morning hinted at an unbearably hot afternoon. The inevitable. Jackie told herself she could still pull away, still walk out the door and leave this behind. But deep down, she knew that wasn’t true. She was lying to herself, and she wasn’t even doing a good job of it.
Her eyes flicked to Shauna and then to the crowd in the living room, a sea of faces that made her feel even more alone.
“I can’t say I’m surprised,” Shauna murmured, her voice low, her lazy smile tugging at her lips as she stepped closer, closing the small distance between them.
And then Jackie got confirmation of her guesses when her thigh rubbed against Shauna's length. Jackie could perfectly sense how tough and ready she was. She looked down and bit her lip at seeing her rise. She carefully raised her hand and placed it on Shauna's chest. "Take care of me properly," she said. Don't act like a horny teenager."" She mumbled.
Shauna’s grip on Jackie’s waist tightened, her fingers pressing in just enough to make their presence unmistakable. Shauna’s eyes slowly roamed over Jackie, taking in every detail from head to toe. "You look pretty," she said finally, her voice carrying a casual confidence that made the compliment feel more personal. "Is that for me?"
Jackie let out a short laugh. The kitchen was hardly empty, but no one seemed to be paying them any attention. Most of the crowd’s focus was on the keg perched on the counter, conveniently shielding Shauna’s hand as it slid lower, resting now on Jackie’s butt in a way that bordered on possessive. From an outsider’s perspective, it might look like just another conversation. After all, it was loud, wasn’t it? People had to stand close to hear each other.
"What gave you that idea?" Jackie shot back, her tone laced with defiance. "Maybe I was hoping for someone else tonight. You’re not my only option."
Shauna smirked, biting the inside of her cheek as her gaze flicked toward the throng of people in the living room. "Dance with me?"
Jackie hesitated, her eyes narrowing slightly as she tried to gauge what Shauna was playing at this time. But after a beat, she set her plastic cup of beer on the counter and allowed Shauna to lead her toward the living room.
At first, it could have passed as an innocent, friendly dance—two people swaying casually to the music. But as the minutes stretched into what felt like an eternity, and song after song played, the atmosphere shifted. People came and went, brushing past them, but Jackie felt as though the world around her had melted away. It didn’t matter who might be watching.
The alcohol coursing through her veins had long since taken hold. Shauna seemed determined to keep it flowing, appearing at her side every so often with another cup of beer. Jackie lost track of how much she’d had, or when exactly it happened, but the two of them had fallen into a languid rhythm, moving together as though they were tethered to the same pulse. Shauna held her at the waist and Jackie tilted her head, placing her on her shoulder and moving her hips at her length. "Jackie," she said. She heard a quiet groan next to her ear, and Shauna rested her forehead on her shoulder. "I've missed you," she exhaled. She breathed heavily. Her hands rolled down onto Jackie's hips, stabilizing her movements.
“Yeah?” Jackie tried to sound nonchalant, but her voice betrayed her, wavering ever so slightly. “How much?”
“I couldn’t stand the fact that this fucking moron could still touch you,” she purred into her skin. Jackie gasped and sighed quietly, feeling Shauna’s breath on her skin. It was so close, Jackie could barely breathe. “No one could make me feel so good.” Her mouth found the right way and she bit the tip of Jackie's ear.
Jackie stiffened, her whole body tightening as she bit her lower lip. She debated with herself for a moment, then finally paused her movements and turned to face Shauna. She looked at her flushed face. She saw the hunger in her eyes and her eyes glanced on her erection.
Jackie grabbed Shauna’s hand and pulled her up the stairs, weaving through the crowd as quickly as she could. She could feel how uncomfortable her underwear stick to her body.
She dragged Shauna into her room and locked the door behind them. For a brief moment, they stood there, silently gazing at each other. Shauna was trying to steady her breath after what was probably the fastest trip to Jackie’s room in her entire life.
Finally, Jackie closed the distance between them and pulled her into a kiss. Shauna, caught off guard by the sudden movement, stumbled back and collided with the door behind them.
Jackie shamelessly slipped her fingers under her shirt, kissing her. Shauna sighed quietly into her mouth and drew Jackie even closer, if it was at all possible.
Jackie deepened the kiss by sticking her tongue into her mouth and groaned silently as Shauna's hands were squeezing her butt. She was so close that she could feel Shauna between her legs. Jackie tried to shift and they groaned in tandem. Both sensitive to touch and movement.
Jackie didn't even realise how much she missed it. She tried to soothe with every little touch. "You look so damn good in that dress," Shauna exhaled between kisses. Jackie smiled slightly. "You think so?" she teased.
Shauna put her hand in Jackie's hair and pulled it gently to make her whimper quietly. Jackie, unhappy that Shauna had such power over her, put her hand between her legs and touched her sensitive dick. Shauna responded almost immediately. She tilted her head, interrupting the kiss, banging lightly on the door behind her, and moaned so loudly that Jackie could finish from this sound alone.
He grabbed her chin and pulled her in for another passionate kiss. She was so unimaginably warm and wet at that moment that she suspected Shauna wouldn’t even have to enter her. “Does that feel good?” She asked in a lower-octave voice. Answered her a faint murmur from Shauna. “Use your words, Shipman.”
Jackie quickly figured out how to make Shauna succumb to her in the past. Maybe others thought she was so dominant and thoughtful, but Jackie was knew exactly how to make this girl fall apart under her touch.
"It does," she exclaimed. "Please, Jackie," she almost begged.
Jackie placed a wet a kiss down on her neck. Shauna tilted her head back again, but Jackie didn't spend too much time at that point. Her hand squeezed Shauna's breast under her shirt, but she immediately pulled away and looked Shauna straight in the eye. Jackie slowly tied her hair
Shauna's eyes widened when she realized what was happening. She quickly pulled down her pants, but Jackie held her hands before she could take off her boxers too. Shauna was breathing hard and unevenly as Jackie knelt in front of her. She immediately put her hand in her hair. A familiar reflex.
Jackie, not taking her eyes off Shauna, pulled down her boxers. Shauna groaned quietly and moved her hips restlessly. "Patience, Shipman," she mumbled.
Jackie had to hold back so as not to slip two fingers into her and make herself feel good right here, in front of her. Instead, she focused on Shauna's penis. It wasn't the smallest, but Jackie was used to that size. Painfully slowly, she moved her hand along Shauna thigh until she finally wrapped her hand around its length.
Shauna groaned and tilted her head back, but quickly returned her gaze to Jackie. She moved her hips again, trying to get closer to her mouth, but Jackie pulled back slightly. "Behave," She purred.
Shauna's embrace became steely on her hair, but she wasn't trying to shift Jackie's head closer. "I'm trying," she exhaled instead.
Jackie moved her hand a few times, getting a series of groans and breaths. Finally, after a painfully long play with Shauna, she put her head in her mouth. Shauna put her forearm in her mouth and clenched her teeth on it. Jackie, encouraged by the reaction, went even further. Sensing that Shauna wanted to move in her, she grabbed her hips and pressed against the door. Shaun groaned gently. "Jackie, please," she pleaded.
Jackie was moving faster and faster on her length, massaging Shaune where she couldn't take it to her mouth. When she felt Shauna's hand tighten even harder on her hair, knowing was close, so she pulled away.
Shauna howled in frustration and Jackie got up from her knees on her trembling legs. Her mouth was red and slightly swollen. Shauna immediately pulled her in for a kiss and before Jackie could react her legs hit the bed. She fell on it and slid backwards, laying on the pillows. She was overcome by the smell of Shauna from every side.
Shauna immediately fell over to her and kissed her again deep. She bit her lip so hard that Jackie hissed and felt blood in her mouth. She tugged her legs on Shauna's waist and when they both felt Shauna rub against the Jackie's wet entrance, they groaned at the same time. Jackie tried to pull her back into her lips but Shauna started biting and kissing her neck. Jackie's hands were clasped around her shoulders. She was a complete mess who could only moan Shauna's name, moving her hips under her. She slipped her hands under Shauna's shirt and helped her get rid of the rest of her clothes.
One of Shauna's hands slipped under the fabric of her dress. Jackie clenched her teeth as Shauna began to plant a wet kiss on her neck. After a while, she felt her teeth on her skin and knew Shauna was making a hickey. "Stop," she said. She tried to protest, but Shauna without warning massaged her clit. ""Fuck. Shauna fuck me." She begged loudly. Anyone walking outside on the hallway.
Shauna smiled and pulled her hand away. "Patience, Taylor."
Jackie immediately regretted her words.
Shauna pulled up her dress and looked at her wet center. "Jesus. You wan me that bad?" She teased
Jackie howled in frustration. "Shauna, get inside me or im gonna die here," she scoffed.
Shauna smiled and pulled down Jackie's wet panties with a quick motion. She hung them on her finger so Jackie could see them. Her cheeks became even more red. She pressed her hands on Shauna's sheets and tried to squeeze her legs, but Shauna slipped hand between them.
In fact, the stain on Jackie's knickers was large. Shauna pulled her dress up to her hips and pulled her by her waist. "You don't even know..." she muttered, kissing Jackie's thighs. "How hord it makes, knowing that im the only one who can see you like that," she said.
Jackie slipped her hand into her hair as Shauna continued to kiss her on her thighs. Her fingers got into her skin and Jackie slightly squeezed Shauna's thigh on her head. "So sure of yourself, Shipman?" She managed to exhale.
Shauna smiled, placing kisses higher and higher. She blew cold air to her center, and Jackie trembled, moving slightly. "No man can turn you on like that, Jackie," she said. She noticed and pushed her tongue across her clit. Jackie's back bent in an arc, but Shauna held her tight. She pulled back and looked at her. "And you didn't have any other girls besides me," she said. "I'd think about that if I were you, Jax."
Jackie moaned, unable to give a coherent answer. Shauna returned to her mouth and Jackie moaned once more, able to taste herself. Shaunia's hand went down on her hip and after a while she felt the head of Shauna's penis at her entrance.
Surprised, she groaned and clasped her hands on Shauna's back. She tried to pull her closer, but Shauna was moving painfully slowly. "I don't want to hurt you, Jackie," she muttered.
"Fucking bullshit," Jackie mumbled into her ear. Shauna's head rested on her shoulder and she felt her laugh on her skin. "You've fucked me too many times," she said.
Shauna gave a frown and suddenly slid her whole length inside Jackie. Jackie screamed, suddenly feeling the whole penis inside her. She poked her nails into Shauna's skin. "Shauna..." she moaned.
Shauna didn't answer. She began to move in Jackie - at first painfully slow, then faster and sharper. Jackie’s legs tugged on her hips and Shauna groaned at how wet and sensitive Jackie was to her touch. She slowed a bit being so embarrasing close to finish. She pushed her dick measured but sure. It was driving Jackie crazy. “Harder.” She moaned.
Shauna slightly pulled back from her and, holding her thighs, began to move so rough and sharp, Jackie could barely handle it. She clenched her fists on the sheets. The only thing that could be heared in the room was their groans, heavy breaths and their bodies rubbing against each others.
After a while, Jackie moaned louder than usual. Shauna pushed into the same spot again and felt Jackie's walls tighten on her penis. She whimpered slightly, but leaned down and kissed Jackie. "Good girl," She mumbled. "Cum for me, Jax" she said.
Jackie moaned loudly and persistently. She tilted her head back, so Shauna could kissed her neck, hitting the same spot over and over again. Eventually, Jackie's legs tugged unimaginably tight, and suddenly she was swamped by a wave of orgasm.
Her whole body was burning like hell, but she held on, feeling Shauna accelerate and after a while she came in with a prolonged moan.
Shauna fell on her chest, breathing hard. They laid in total silent for a couple of minutes. Then Shauna spoke.
"Can we go back to that?" she asked and Jackie slipped her hand into her hair in response.