Senior Year Memories Ch. 43

These were all things I thought. What I was actually capable of saying, on the other hand, was considerably less eloquent.

"Fuck!" I grunted.

"Uh huh!" she replied.

"So good... so fucking good..." I groaned.

"The best... the fucking best!!!" Zahra agreed, pounding down onto me.

"Your ass... fuck... so fucking tight..." I moaned, dropping my hands down to her hips again so I could better fuck her.

"Uh huh! Not bad for a butt slut like me, huh?" she moaned, fingering herself enthusiastically and her eyes rolling back briefly as we fucked. "I mean... fuck... I could've picked a better position for my knees than this... but this is so fun... so fucking good... I'm gonna cum again... cum again soon!!!"

I was happy to join her in this, but it was an orgasm I wanted us to share in comfort. "Get off..."

"That's what I'm trying to do!" Zahra moaned.

"No, I mean..." I said, grabbing her and wrestling her off of my cock.

This was much easier as an idea than in practice, as Zahra was a tall and strong girl who was horny for cock up her ass, but once she got what I wanted, she finally helped. She pulled off of my cock and I grabbed her, throwing her face-down onto the mattress as I climbed on top of her, sliding my cock once again into her ass. From this position, I could take over the fuck, pounding her tight little asshole without any mercy in a way that had her nearly screaming with pleasure while joining her with my own moans. I could feel her fingers dancing over her pussy, grinding and fingering herself as she desperately tried to get off. Soon we were a mess of twisted, sweaty limbs, grunting and groaning and breathing heavily, Zahra's screams building to a higher crescendo until she could take it no more.

She came, hard, her ass tightening insanely around my cock and forcing me to join her in this blissful pleasure as I fired another load of cum deep up her ass.

Both of us trembling and shaky, I fell against Zahra, kissing the back of her neck.

"...so... that might be the best interview I've ever done..." I chuckled breathily, kissing the back of her neck again.

Zahra turned her head so she could better kiss me, then smiled. It was a more tired smile than I was used to seeing from her, but one that didn't lack her usual sparkle. "Agreed. I could... I could get used to this."

"Me too," I said, kissing her and holding her close. "You still good for more interviewing?"

She smirked. "You mean interviewing, or 'interviewing'?"

"Both," I replied, kissing her again. "I'd still like to get to know you better for the profile, and because I want to get to know you better."

"I'd like that..." Zahra said, sighing contentedly as she playfully squeezed my cock with her ass. "Though I should probably warn you, too."

"Warn me?" I asked, intrigued.

"I was the easy interview. Faith, Chloe, Doreen? Those girls are freaks. You interview them like you interviewed me here, they'll run you through the fucking ringer. You'll enjoy it, to be sure, but... if you haven't figured it out by now, we drama bitches are a *little* crazy," she clarified, smiling cutely and kissing me.

I lingered on this kiss, and on this thought. Just because I'd had sex with Amy and Zahra and sort of had a thing for Olivia, didn't mean that sex was a guarantee between me and the other drama girls. That being said, the way this year had been going and the way girls in various cliques had of passing me around sometimes, I couldn't deny that it was a possibility either. There may have been plenty of crazy to go around in our school's drama club, especially as these girls vied for the lead role, but as I thought on it, all I could do with it was grin.

"I'm ready for it," I replied, kissing her deeply.

Zahra moaned against my lips, sucking on my tongue for a long moment before letting me go with two words:

"We'll see."

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(Author's Note 2: Writing this story is something I do in my spare time for fun, so if you're enjoying this, please, please, please drop some stars, reviews, or shoot me some feedback, as these really keep me going (and please vote on any earlier chapters you enjoyed if you haven't already!). Though I may not always respond, I do love hearing from all of you and seeing that you're enjoying the series. It motivates me to continue writing more. You've all been wonderful and I can't thank you enough for all of your kind words and encouragement and yes, even the constructive criticisms!

Before I sign off, I've one last thing to say. It's been a rough few years, and in times like this, it becomes very easy to give in to anger and let that rule your life. I ask that, instead of letting anger run your life, take a breath, ask yourself if anger is really best in this moment, and if it isn't, try to guide it more constructively. When given an opportunity, try to spread a little kindness in the world instead of hate. Do something nice for a complete stranger. Brighten the day of someone you care about. Talk to a friend you haven't talked to in ages. Help someone who is having a hard time. It's a rough world out there these days, and while that doesn't look like it will change anytime soon, it doesn't take much to make it just a little bit better. Please be good to yourselves, and to everyone else.)