Because a friend was sick and asked for a story I felt obliged to tell them one similar to the last AIM story I told a few entries back. Just different friend and story this time. I've been seeing some rip offs of my writing lately so if you notice some please let me know, I'm not asking for you to actively go looking for it, just if you happen to wander alond and spot something throw some notice this direction so I can berate that person for stealing my shit.
Classes start tomorrow at 7.30 in the morning. This outta be fun.
"Good morning today we're going to learn about the American Gov't system."
"Fuck you, where's coffee."
AIM Story II -Enjoy and provide feedback please, it's the only way I get better.
Alexa always knew she was different from the other girls, but she didn't know how much so until she met Angela. Alexa was just different, sitting at the side of the classroom staring out at the birds while the teachers rambled on about historical figures of no importance. her pencil tapping against the side of the desk, because she couldn't think of anything to doodle.none of the boys ever caught her eye, even though she knew she attracted a few. she just sat there in her combat boots, dickies black mini dress, patchwork leggings, and blue tipped pigtails that screamed of blue bubble gum and thick plastic frames, black to match her hair and dress. she sat bored, and uninspired, no motivation, and no plans for the future, until Angela walked in sporting a white underlaying hair color with crimson on top. Blue jean skirt, with a skater boy's unreturned striped top, and saddle boots to match. the way she glided screamed with force her attitude and alexa caught a peak of a star slipping out from under the shirts rolled up sleeves. angela slid into a seat in the row next to her, but two seats closer to the front, winking at alexa as she sat. bending her ass just a little too much and exposing a pink thong to match the tattoo. alexa swallowed hard, pressing her legs together tightly and biting her lower lip. how had angela done what no man could do? turn her on, with a simple seating.
the rest of the class she scribbled furiously in her notebook composing the perfect love letter for an impression that frozen forever in her mind. no amount of weed or alcohol could erase it. the bell rang and alexa still kept scribbling the words, angela stopped in front of her desk, standing there for a few minutes, before sweetly asking,
"do you know where english 4 with Harvey is?"
beauty is a liar: *giggle*
muffled velvet: what?
beauty is a liar: I can see it
muffled velvet: heh heh
beauty is a liar: *scribble scribble* 'EEKOHTSHIT!' "uh yeah, I know where it is >.>"
muffled velvet: well you want to tell the story?
muffled velvet: heh heh nope
Alexa, startled, dropped her pencil and angela picked it up for her. Alexa smiled, pushed her glasses up her nose, and said,
"yeah, I have her next as well. I'll take you."
Angela clicked her heels and tongue, smiling wide, lights flickeringin her eyes.
"great, because I saw you staring earlier."
alexa's face flushed red and the heat under her choker built up like a bomb when angela leaned into her ear and whispered,
"it's okay, I wanted you to look."
beauty is a liar: yay lesbian!
muffled velvet: or bisexual
alexa swallowed hard, her face exploding, when angela grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door. Interlocking fingers.
"which way?"
stuttering
"the le..left."
The rest of the day was more of the same, alexa aroused, and angela exciting. English, lunch, science, and art. Alexa hit a spark and for the next few weeks she was late to class citing cramps and other reasons to cover her kissing sessions under the stairs with angela then they went to the movies, taking over make out row. Finally they ended the week at angela's house, a room with pink and green splattered walls. Alexa had spent every night that week locked in her own room thinking of angela touching her, but never did she think it'd come true so soon. Angela put on a movie and sat on the bed, alexa took off her boots and got comfortable on the bedding.
Ten minutes into the movie, both girls howled with laughter and began to leave butterfly kisses, and light lip locks on the others neck. angela stood up and walked over to the door, locked in mouthing the word mother and pointing to her nose for nosey. Alexa giggled on the bed her shirt unbutton two more than before. She had never giggled in her life and her was angela making her do it, she liked it and wished the world would stop, so she could freeze the moment in a block of ice and store it in her cooler.
Angela saw alexa rubbing her legs together grin, deviant thoughts running rampant between her eyes. Approaching the bed she pushed alexa on her back and stradled her hips, pushing in and kissing her deep on the mouth, her hand gripping the loose fabric of alexa's shirt tight.alexa thrust upward with lust and desire, but fought to keep from toppling angela and just reaming her like a horomone driven male, instead opting to intertwine her fingers in the crimson and white locks while squeezing angela's left breast. neither girl cared about the movie now and would never have noticed the same movements being mimicked by the actors. The sun outside illuminated the room when the movie began, but now that the girls were dueling with their tongues, it ran away homophobic.
Angela's mother came and knocked on the door saying dinner was in the microwave if she wanted, but she had to go for drinks with some business associates. Angela barely broke the kiss long enough to even reply, but she did. Alexa was dying in her arms. She wanted so much more and angela started to unbutton her top and kiss down each button. a footstep walking from lips to lips. lingering at the belly button, but continuing to the end of the world and then anchoring down to hang on for life as the violent seas of alexa bucked and thrust against angela's touch.
Classes start tomorrow at 7.30 in the morning. This outta be fun.
"Good morning today we're going to learn about the American Gov't system."
"Fuck you, where's coffee."
AIM Story II -Enjoy and provide feedback please, it's the only way I get better.
Alexa always knew she was different from the other girls, but she didn't know how much so until she met Angela. Alexa was just different, sitting at the side of the classroom staring out at the birds while the teachers rambled on about historical figures of no importance. her pencil tapping against the side of the desk, because she couldn't think of anything to doodle.none of the boys ever caught her eye, even though she knew she attracted a few. she just sat there in her combat boots, dickies black mini dress, patchwork leggings, and blue tipped pigtails that screamed of blue bubble gum and thick plastic frames, black to match her hair and dress. she sat bored, and uninspired, no motivation, and no plans for the future, until Angela walked in sporting a white underlaying hair color with crimson on top. Blue jean skirt, with a skater boy's unreturned striped top, and saddle boots to match. the way she glided screamed with force her attitude and alexa caught a peak of a star slipping out from under the shirts rolled up sleeves. angela slid into a seat in the row next to her, but two seats closer to the front, winking at alexa as she sat. bending her ass just a little too much and exposing a pink thong to match the tattoo. alexa swallowed hard, pressing her legs together tightly and biting her lower lip. how had angela done what no man could do? turn her on, with a simple seating.
the rest of the class she scribbled furiously in her notebook composing the perfect love letter for an impression that frozen forever in her mind. no amount of weed or alcohol could erase it. the bell rang and alexa still kept scribbling the words, angela stopped in front of her desk, standing there for a few minutes, before sweetly asking,
"do you know where english 4 with Harvey is?"
beauty is a liar: *giggle*
muffled velvet: what?
beauty is a liar: I can see it
muffled velvet: heh heh
beauty is a liar: *scribble scribble* 'EEKOHTSHIT!' "uh yeah, I know where it is >.>"
muffled velvet: well you want to tell the story?
muffled velvet: heh heh nope
Alexa, startled, dropped her pencil and angela picked it up for her. Alexa smiled, pushed her glasses up her nose, and said,
"yeah, I have her next as well. I'll take you."
Angela clicked her heels and tongue, smiling wide, lights flickeringin her eyes.
"great, because I saw you staring earlier."
alexa's face flushed red and the heat under her choker built up like a bomb when angela leaned into her ear and whispered,
"it's okay, I wanted you to look."
beauty is a liar: yay lesbian!
muffled velvet: or bisexual
alexa swallowed hard, her face exploding, when angela grabbed her hand and dragged her out the door. Interlocking fingers.
"which way?"
stuttering
"the le..left."
The rest of the day was more of the same, alexa aroused, and angela exciting. English, lunch, science, and art. Alexa hit a spark and for the next few weeks she was late to class citing cramps and other reasons to cover her kissing sessions under the stairs with angela then they went to the movies, taking over make out row. Finally they ended the week at angela's house, a room with pink and green splattered walls. Alexa had spent every night that week locked in her own room thinking of angela touching her, but never did she think it'd come true so soon. Angela put on a movie and sat on the bed, alexa took off her boots and got comfortable on the bedding.
Ten minutes into the movie, both girls howled with laughter and began to leave butterfly kisses, and light lip locks on the others neck. angela stood up and walked over to the door, locked in mouthing the word mother and pointing to her nose for nosey. Alexa giggled on the bed her shirt unbutton two more than before. She had never giggled in her life and her was angela making her do it, she liked it and wished the world would stop, so she could freeze the moment in a block of ice and store it in her cooler.
Angela saw alexa rubbing her legs together grin, deviant thoughts running rampant between her eyes. Approaching the bed she pushed alexa on her back and stradled her hips, pushing in and kissing her deep on the mouth, her hand gripping the loose fabric of alexa's shirt tight.alexa thrust upward with lust and desire, but fought to keep from toppling angela and just reaming her like a horomone driven male, instead opting to intertwine her fingers in the crimson and white locks while squeezing angela's left breast. neither girl cared about the movie now and would never have noticed the same movements being mimicked by the actors. The sun outside illuminated the room when the movie began, but now that the girls were dueling with their tongues, it ran away homophobic.
Angela's mother came and knocked on the door saying dinner was in the microwave if she wanted, but she had to go for drinks with some business associates. Angela barely broke the kiss long enough to even reply, but she did. Alexa was dying in her arms. She wanted so much more and angela started to unbutton her top and kiss down each button. a footstep walking from lips to lips. lingering at the belly button, but continuing to the end of the world and then anchoring down to hang on for life as the violent seas of alexa bucked and thrust against angela's touch.