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"i love homecoming dances they're always so lit, like look at all this ass! and all these fine ass niggas! whew, this is about to be a good night.", she says rubbing her hands together. "you are a different breed, but i love it. and i love you.", her bestfriend milan says laughing. "i love you too, now let's have some funnn!", she says grabbing her hand and pulling her to the middle of the floor.
"ayeeee, ayeeee. get it bitch, get it bitch!", milan says clapping her hands and hyping her up while she's twerking before more people start crowding around her. "heyyyy!", she yells before raising her hands up in the air and starts twerking faster to the beat. "yesss bitchhh!", milan yells smacking her ass. the crowd chimes in with milan with aye's and clapping. "nah, nah let me stop.", she says standing up and laughing. "bitch you got some ass on you forreal.", she says smacking her ass again. "you already know sis.", she says looking back at it and chuckling. "girl jacob just walked in.", milan says looking at him. "who?", she says raising her eyebrow. "jacob perez, dude on the basketball team? who led us to state? fine as hell?", she says looking at her with a 'now do you know him?' face.
"ohhh jacob.", she says turning around and looking at him and sizing him up. "yeaaa, jacob. girl he is so fine, like ugh.", milan says biting her lip. "eh, he's alright.", she says still looking at him. he feels someone staring at him and notices it's you and he smirks. "alright? sis he's everything.", milan says looking at her. "okay, that's you.", she says putting her hands up in surrender. "your taste in men sucks.", milan says rolling her eyes. "no it doesn't, i just happen to look on the personality side and not the looks. it's not a crime.", isabella says chuckling. "yes, yes it is.", milan says with a blank expression.
"man this dance is getting lame, ugh. where's the niggas hotboxing and shit?", milan asks. "only you milan, only you. but i agree this dance is getting lowkey lame.", she says nodding. isabella feels her phone vibrate and takes it out of her clutch purse.
jay.💕: so i hear you been acting up bella? bella😘: acting up? how so? jay.💕: you know exactly how, meet me in the locker room since you wanna show ya ass. bella😘: gimme a sec.
isabella looks at her phone biting her lip and slightly smiling. "who was that?", milan asks. "oh i just got a reminder saying that i needed to get my duffel bag out of the locker room. i left something in there that i need before basketball practice tomorrow. i'll be right back, give me a few minutes.", bella says. "alright, don't take forever bitch.", milan says. "i won't, i promise i'll be back asap. don't wait up.", she says turning on her heels and walking out of the gym.
"took you long enough.", jacob says sitting on a bench in the locker room. "i had to think of a lie, which luckily wasn't really a lie.", isabella says walking to him and straddling his lap then running her hand through his curls. "mhm, so you like showing out huh?", he says putting his hands on her ass then slapping it. "mm! well if it gets me to this point, then yes. plus you told me you weren't coming, so i wasn't expecting for you to know how i was acting.", she says tilting her head. "i changed my mind, and i'm glad i did. you look good, real good. come here.", he says pulling her down by her neck and kissing her. "we gotta.. make this.. quick before.. my friend.. comes looking.. for me..", she says between kisses. "i got you baby.", he says pulling her dress up on her waist.
"fuck babyyy.", she moans in his neck with her arms wrapped around his back while scratching it. "fuck, ride that dick mamas.", he says slapping her ass. she moves her hands from his back to his neck and starts to bounce on him faster and starts to moan louder. "so fucking wet.", he groans in her ear and takes one of her breasts into his mouth and biting on her nipples softly. "lay back.", she says running her hands down his chest. he turns his body sideways then lays back on the bench. "okay, now i can operate.", she says resting her hands on his chest and starting to bounce faster and harder and moaning loud. "oh shit, just like that.", he moans gripping her thighs.
"ohhhh i'm gonna cum, fuck!", she cries out. "cum all over this dick baby, go head.", he says smacking her ass and reaching between her legs to rub her clit with this thumb. "f-f-fuckkkk, yessss!", she slightly screams as her legs shake and her juices run down his dick. she stands up and gets on her knees and starts to suck his dick while stroking it. "shit, fuck, imma cum fuck! ahhh!" he says as his kids shoot down her throat. "mmm.", she says cleaning the mess they made on his dick before swallowing and standing on her feet.
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"do i look.. normal?", isabella asks pulling her dress back down. "i mean, you look like you just got dick.", jacob says putting his jacket on. "i don't wanna look like that, that's the point dumbass.", she says getting her duffel bag out of her gym locker and getting a comb. "don't call me a dumbass or we having round two right now.", he says looking at her combing her hair. "yeah, no. we're not having round two, round one took long enough. milan probably thinks i got stuck in a locker.", she says putting her comb back into her duffel bag and zipping it up. "but you had fun, so.", jacob says smacking her ass. "as i always do.", she says looking at him and winking. "put this in your car and bring it to me when you pick me up for practice tomorrow.", she says tossing her bag to him.
"what are you gonna say to milan when you walk back to her with nothing?", he says catching it. "i'll say i think i left it in my dads car, simple.", she says flipping her hair. "so i'll see you tomorrow.", he says. "i'll see you tomorrow.", she says leaning down and kissing him.
