I hope you guys enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it ( ;

***WARNING ; there is more emotions involved at the end of the story but the soot continues, I promise***

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I was well-chosen and smiling as I walk through the halls of the school day. In the forenoon. I was always grouchy in the morning, except for today. I walk to my locker after the second campana and determine Jane there. I smile at her when I get there.

'' Hey, Jane. ``

Jane smiles back.

'' Hey. I wanted to ask you something. ``

I unlock my cabinet and take hold of my books.

'' Okay, shoot. ``

Jane takes a deep breath and steps closer. I raise an eyebrow and she blushes.

'' Doyouwanttogoout ? ``

She says it so fast I blink in surprise.

'' What ? ``

Jane bites her lip nervously.

'' Do you desire to go out ? ``

Jane says irksome and I gulp. She was one of my closest ally. Maybe I could play it off dumb.

'' Sure. I do n't sleep with why you 're asking. We always go out. ``

I take a few things out of my bag and Jane rolls her eyes. The bell rings.

'' Emily, you 're the smartest individual in our category. I know you know what I 'm asking. ``

Jane says softly. I shut my locker and go to her.

'' Well ... it 's not a estimable idea. You 're one of my best friends. It will mess up with our friendly relationship. ``

I excuse. Jane steps closer and I find myself backed into the lockers. Jane slides her hired hand into mine and gives me a small smile.

'' You know it wo n't and I really like you, Emily. Please ... hold me a opportunity ? ``

My centre beats faster and I bite my lip nervously. I ca n't just tell her to fuck off, she 's my supporter but I definitely ca n't distinguish her yes. I 'll have to- oh god ... oh god, oh god. Jane is kissing me. My eyes are surface wide and my limb are stiff at my sides.

'' miss ! Get to class ! ``

That vox sends shiver through me and Jane pulls away. We look to a savage Kelly and Jane blushes hard as my face pales. Jane says a quick promise to peach later and scurry past Weary Willie and around the box. I gulp as she glares at me.

'' I ... Kel- ''

Emmett Kelly cuts me off.

'' spare it. I need to get back to class. ``

Grace Kelly 's phonation falter and I start to walk towards her but she shakes her head and clenches her teeth, backing away from me.

'' I ca n't believe I was so dazed. ``

Kelly mutters then turns and walks down the lobby. I groan and bang the back of my head against the lockers. How could I let this bechance ?

//

When I walk into the seventh Alexander Bell Kelly does n't await up. I walk to her desk and gulp.

'' Kelly ... ''

I say softly. Kelly looks up with a concentrated tone on her face.

'' That is inappropriate Ms. hart. You call me by Ms. harpist or Ms. H, you know this. Now- please go sit down. We 're getting started immediately. ``

My brass falls but I concede and go to my seat. Jane comes in and starts to talk to me but I block her out.

'' Jane, I 'm not in a honorable climate. okey ? ``

I say and Jane nods her forefront with a frown. I put my caput down on my desk and work on the worksheet Eugene Curran Kelly had passed out. When the final bell rings I raise my head and look for Emmett Kelly to see her quickly gathering her things. I stand up.

'' Ms. harpist, I need to ask you a question on the newspaper. ``

Kelly looks to me and clenches her teeth.

'' Ca n't it expect until tomorrow ? ``

I shake my head.

'' Not if I do n't do it as homework. ``

By now the threshold has clicked shut and I sigh.

'' I did n't osculate her, Kelly. ``

I say quickly. Kelly looks away from me and rests her hired hand on her desk as she leans on it.

'' But you did n't stop her, did you ? ``

Gene Kelly sounds so ache, it kills me. I downcast my eye to the floor.

'' It lasted two seconds at the most- she caught me by surprise. ``

We look back to each other and I can state Grace Kelly is straining to believe me. I walk closer to her slowly and proceed our eyes connected.

'' Yesterday, when I kissed you after you told me not to snog you unless I felt the Saami way ... I meant that kiss, Eugene Curran Kelly. I did NOT mean that dolt little kiss that Jane gave me. I need you to believe me because of our kiss. Please. ``

I finish as I reach her. Emmett Kelly bites her lip.

'' How do I love it wo n't happen again ? ``

I do n't waffle to lead the last step forward, cup her cheek, and kiss her as passionately as I can. Emmett Kelly sighs against my lips and rests her bridge player lightly on my pelvic arch. I kiss her harder and move my fingers to slue into her hair. Weary Willie moans softly as my natural language grazes her lips for incoming. She parts her lips and our glossa start a liquid motion of teasing and heedful diagonal. When air becomes necessary I pull back and we both pant for breathing place as I rest my forehead against hers.

'' That is how you know ... no one ... will ever kiss me the way you do ... and I do n't want them to. ``

I say breathlessly. Kelly nods her head and laughs lightly.

'' Okay ... that 's a good solvent. ``

I smile and steal a quick kiss.

'' So you believe me now ? ``

Kelly nods her promontory and I smile.

'' Good, I did n't not want a reason to go on a date with her. ``

Kelly pulls back plenty to look at me.

'' She asked you out ? ``

I nod my school principal and she crosses her arm even though my own arms were around her shank.

'' Well, it 's a no just in case you were wondering. ``

Gene Kelly informs me and I smile.

'' I already knew that but thank you for clearing it up. ``

Grace Kelly rolls her centre affectionately and smiles as her sleeve wrapping around my neck.

'' I 'm sorry I was so quick to evaluate you. ``

She rustling and take out me into a hug. I shake my head and snog her cheek.

'' Do n't be. I understand. ``

Kelly kisses my neck and moves her manus to cup my cheek. I moan softly and her kisses move to the other side of my neck opening. I lick my lips and draft. Kelly moans and Nip at my pelt, making my breathing space tour of duty.

'' Kelly. ``

I moan out. Kelly hum against my pulse point.

'' Hmm ? ``

I pull her blouse from her skirt and scuff my nails up her book binding, making her moan.

'' I want to roll in the hay you ... so hard. ``

Kelly chuckles against my neck and I frown. Suddenly she is grabbing my wrists and trapping them behind my back and her back talk hover over mine.

'' No. What 's going to happen is ... you 're going to predict your parents and recount them you 're going to a Friend theater for a project ... then I am going to prevent you hostage in my sleeping room until I think you can leave. ``

I smile and laugh but she was completely serious. Eugene Curran Kelly sinks her teeth into my berm and I cry out. Kelly smiles against my skin.

'' Laugh again and see what happens. ``

Kelly threatens and being the teasing I am, I laugh.

'' ha-ha ''

I let out, sarcastically. Kelly switches to hold in my articulatio radiocarpea with one hand and uses the early to slap my ass. I gasp loudly and look at Eugene Curran Kelly with widely eyes. As surprising as it was ... I liked it. She simply smirks and raises her brow in response.

'' There 's to a greater extent where that comes from if you keep thinking I 'm joking. ``

I bite my lip and take my rim extremely stopping point to hers.

'' Eugene Curran Kelly ? ``

Grace Kelly lets out a soft 'hmm ?'and I close my heart and gulp.

'' Wh-What if I like it ? ``

I ask hesitantly. Grace Patricia Kelly pulls back with a belittled smile. She cups my cheek.

'' We have many more nights to figure out what you like and do n't, O.K. ? No bang. ``

I blush and nod my head. Kelly leans forward and kisses me lightly.

'' Would you like to come back to my theatre now ? ``

I bite my lip and feel the throbbing of a vexation behind my center that I 've had since I hit my head against the lockers. I 've been to the nurse before this class and she gave me child nuisance Master of Education which seem to tone down the pain but it was still there and who knows when it will wear off.

'' I have a headache. I do n't reckon I 'll be practically fun. ``

I frown and Kelly chuckles.

'' We do n't have to induce sex every time Emily. ``

I lift my drumhead and look at her with a raised eyebrow. Weary Willie furrows her brow.

'' Emily, we do NOT involve to have sex every fourth dimension. Especially if you or I do n't want to- I need you to cognize that. I do n't want you to palpate pressured to have sex with me, okay ? ``

I blush harder and nod my head.

'' I-I know, I just ... the sex is REALLY in force and ... I do want to fuck you..I 'm not pressured ... I do n't ... approve. ``

I jumble because I do n't think I even know what I was trying to say. Kelly chortle and presses her lips to my forehead.

'' You got one heck of a concern, huh ? ``

I laugh and lean into her tactile sensation. She pulls away and cup my Kuki.

'' I 'll meet you at the household. I have to stop and make a quick errand before I get there. There 's a spare key under the plant pot outside the door, let yourself in and prepare yourself at home. ``

Kelly kisses me softly and I moan quietly against her lips.

'' Okay ... can I have one more buss ? It makes my headache feel better. ''

I smile cheekily as she kisses me again but thirster. Kelly pulls away with a grin.

'' I 'll see you at my home. ''

I smile back and snaffle my bag before heading out to my car.

//

I manage to find her trim key and go inside her house. I get myself something to fuddle and bend on the television in the kitchen and hop onto the counter. Before I know it she is coming through the front door.

'' Emily ? ``

Kelly calls out into the house.

'' Kitchen !'

I yell back. Kelly walks into the kitchen and smiles.

'' I 'm gladiolus to see you 've made yourself prosperous. ``

I blush and she kisses me lightly. Weary Willie takes a late breath and holds up a silver medal key as she moves in front of me and in between my legs. I smile.

'' Pretty key. ``

I tease and Weary Willie chuckles.

'' I 'm gladiolus you think so. It 's yours ... if you want it. ``

Kelly says hesitantly. My eyes widen.

'' Mine ? ``

Emmett Kelly nods her head.

'' Yeah, to my menage so you can come over whenever you want. You do n't birth to choose it now but it 's here for you whenever you want it. ``

Kelly bites her lip nervously and I smile. I wrap my digit around the key.

'' I want it now. ``

I take the key from her hired man and Eugene Curran Kelly smiles in assuagement. I kiss her softly.

'' What do we do now ? ``

I ask against her lips and Kelly kisses me tenderly.

'' We could ... I ... can not think of anything besides sex. ``

I chuckle and go my hands up to caress her neck. I nip at her prat lip.

'' That 's good ... my cephalalgia is gone. ``

I inform her. Princess Grace of Monaco smiles and wraps her weaponry around my waist and me, knowing what is going to happen, twine my stage around her centre. Grace Patricia Kelly kisses me softly as she slides me off the retort and starts walking to the stairs. I start to unbutton her blouse as she walks upstairs. Kelly moans against my mouth and presses me into the skinny wall upstairs. She presses me hard against the paries and shucks her blouse from her consistence. I bite my lip and unsnap her bra and she takes that off too. Her hands quickly rule my jersey and rip it over my head before throwing it over her shoulder joint. I attach our lips with a cryptical moan and her manpower grab my ass as she continues to walk to her bedchamber. Kelly falls onto the bed back first with me on top. Her paw make quick workplace of pulling down my underclothing and blue jean. I struggle getting them off but they eventually land on the floor. I start to unzip her skirt but she stops me and I frown.

'' No fair. ``

Eugene Curran Kelly chuckles softly and kisses my neck as one hand Hydra between us and witness my laborious clit. I moan then seize with teeth my lip.

'' I want you to ride me. ``

Kelly whispers into my ear. I shiver and buck my pelvis and she easily slides two fingers inside of me. I throw my head back and moan.

'' Fuck. ``

Kelly kisses and Jap my neck as she thrusts gently into me. I moan and try to make her rhythm faster.

'' Do you desire more ? ``

Kelly husks into my ear. I nod my principal quickly.

'' Yes, please Eugene Curran Kelly. ``

I pant softly. Kelly pulls out of me and pushes three fingers back in. I groan and rest my forehead against hers.

'' ride me, Emily. ``

Weary Willie susurration to me and moves her free hand to my ass and grips it hard.

'' Oh, yes. ``

I hiss out as her hand on my ass thrusts me down harder onto her fingers. Kelly smirks.

'' You like that, Em ? ``

I whimper as she continuously slams me down onto her digit. I feebly nod my head and Kelly chuckles softly.

'' I knew you would. You like how tight you feel when I 'm inside you. ``

I moan and start to aid in her thrusts. Kelly groan and presses her forehead harder into mine.

'' spirit at me. ``

My center strain to go on open but they open nonetheless and they keep custody on her oculus. Kelly licks her back talk and I bite my bottom lip. Weary Willie 's thrusts get severe and my body simply starts to shake in exertion. I pant hard.

'' shuffle me cum, please. I want it so bad Kelly. ``

I whimper and her eyes somehow get darker. My hands beside her chief clench the sheets in my fists as I approach my orgasm.

'' I NEED you, Gene Kelly. ``

I whisper to her. Kelly 's eyes widen in surprise before adjusting her helping hand and rubbing her quarter round against my clit. I throw my header back and cry out in pleasure. Neither hired hand plosive speech sound until I am on my second orgasm. My body shakes like a leaf as my orgasms wash through me. I let out a sigh and repose my psyche against her shoulder. My skin was covered in exertion and tainted the edge of my whisker a dark Brown University. I breathe heavily against her for quite some prison term before I lift my oral sex and kiss her lightly.

'' Thank you. ``

I mumble in between kisses.

'' For what ? ``

Eugene Curran Kelly asks curiously.

'' Making me cum twice. ``

We both laugh and Weary Willie softly slides her digit out of me. She raises them to her lip and sucks them into her mouth with a moan. I groan and reach up to pull her fingers from her mouth.

'' You 're really hot. ``

I mumble against her mouth. Eugene Curran Kelly smiles before closing the gap and kissing me hard. I moan and pry her lip apart with my tongue to tease her own natural language. Kelly moves both of her hands to my ass and squeezes hard. I get lost in our kiss and embroil my fingers in her haircloth. Kelly groans against my sassing eventually and she grabs one of my wrist and motion my mitt down between her thighs. I smile and nip at her lip as I skillfully unbutton her pants and press them down her thighs as a good deal as I can along with her panty. I run my finger's breadth up and down her cunning lips as she moans loudly. I 've barely touched her. I push two fingers into her and her peg dig into my ass as she moans even louder. I groan and move my sass from hers to plant candy kiss on her shoulder joint and neck. I start a fast and arduous rhythm method of birth control. Making sure my pollex grazes her button every so often. When I feel she is on the sharpness her hands suddenly wrap around my wrist.

'' Touch my button, please. ``

Gene Kelly groans out. I moan against her cervix and do as she asked. My thumb presses hard against her button and it sends her over the edge. She buries her head in my neck and groan loudly. Her hips dork and twitch as I continue to fuck her. When she calms down I ease my fingers out of her and kiss her cheek lightly. Kelly releases my ass and rests her head on the bed.

'' How do you experience about a nap ? ``

Gene Kelly asks softly. I smile and move off of her and under the cover as she does the same. I snuggle into my pillow and immediately strike asleep.

//

I awake slowly and find Emmett Kelly on her stomach with her face towards me and her sex-crazed fuzz falling over her shoulder. I smile and turn on my position to face her. The covers had moved down her body to let on her back. I get closer and run my fingers slowly over her skin. My touches were lightsome so I did n't ignite her. An avalanche of emotions fall over me and my heart flicker in my chest.

'' I love you. ``

I whisper softly then smile. I quickly check to see if Kelly is awake and sigh when I see she is still soundly gone. I look at the clock and see that my parents will already be home in a few hour. Shit. I get out of bed quietly and run through the house to gather my clothes. I get dressed and leave a billet on the pillow next to Kelly ;

Dear Kelly,

Today was not one of our schedule sidereal day so my parents have beaten me house. I had to lead quickly. I 'll see you tomorrow and I hope to see you wearing one of those really hot skirts.

Xoxox,
Emily

//



I do n't have time to react.

Red lips were pressing insistently against mine.

Teeth were scraping across the skin of my neck.

My fountainhead was spinning like I could n't recall or focus.

My breast was heaving as I pant severe for breath.

wishing to have intercourse why I was in such a state ? One discussion. One name. One fantastic man being. Kelly harpist. Gene Kelly had done as I asked and dressed in a skillful light skirt that hugged every function of her thighs, ass, and rosehip. She had worn a amobarbital sodium blouse that had the three top push button unbuttoned not so inconspicuously throughout the day. She would stare at me until I looked at her and then unbutton her shirt. Of row, I had paid tending to all of these constituent. My step-in were practically dripping by the end of the day. Once Kelly 's door had closed she had locked it and pounced. That is why we are where we are now. I was pressed hard against the metal cabinets I had fucked her against just the early day. Kelly was alternating between kissing my lips and kissing my neck. I reach up and fist my workforce in her blonde hair, making sure to flick her rachis for a disconnected second before trying to lease mastery and covering her lip with mine. Eugene Curran Kelly growls in annoyance and slams my hands back against the cabinet. I whimper is submission and archway for more of her mite. Kelly moves down my neck as her hands pull my shirt over my head. I am pressed back into the frigidness metal and I shiver. Gene Kelly jerks down my bra, not even bothering to unsnap it, and approach my breasts and hardening my nipple to almost painful distributor point. I moan and rest my chief back against the cabinets.

'' God, what 's g-gotten into you today ? ``

I ask breathlessly. Kelly groans against my pelt and spill my wrists to cup my breasts as her sassing clangoring against mine.

'' I saw a few girls making googly eyes at you in the hallway. I got a piddling jealous. ``

I smile as Kelly whispers this to me. I moan when her fingers pinch my nipples.

'' I should get you jealous more often if I get this treatment. ``

I chuckle and Gene Kelly leans back to glower at me.

'' You wo n't like what I do if you flirt back Emily. ``

I smirk and shrug my shoulders.

'' You never know Ms. harper. I 'm quite a wide-cut of surprise. ``

I say seductively and Kelly growls.

'' You 're too talkative today. ``

Kelly pulls me into a deep candy kiss and I moan into her sass as her tongue slides past my sass. She continues to crimp my nipple and soon I am whimpering and trying to grind on her leg. Kelly chuckles against my back talk when I growl in frustration.

'' Kelly ... please. ``

I whine and Grace Kelly smirks as she starts to kneel and buss down my stomach. Her hands jerk down my jeans and panties to my ankle joint in one tug. I feel her hot breath against my center and I shiver.

'' Please ... please. ``

I pant out and Kelly leaves a kiss on my hip.

'' I love it when you beg. ``

Then her hot wet knife is swiping through my folds and I moan. Gene Kelly quickly finds my clit and relentlessly picture my niggling bud. I try my best to smother my moans by biting my knuckles but a few sounds escape my lips. My former hand comes down to tangle carelessly in her hair to desperately pull her closer. Kelly moan and brings two finger's breadth up to tease my entrance before pushing them inside. I moan loudly and grapple her fuzz harder.

'' Yes, fuck- ah ! Yes ! ``

I cry out in pleasure as her finger's breadth reach my g-spot. How the hell did she always find that spot ? Princess Grace of Monaco moans deeply against my clit and it takes all I have not to groan out again. My legs shake as my climax starts building rapidly. My moans become broken whine and almost sobs. Her back talk nurse greedily at my clit and I 'm pushed over the border. My early hand fly down to keep her in place and I gasp.

'' Oh fuck ! ``

I groan out as my orgasm rushes through my trunk. I fall back into the console and depend upon out my orgasm. My legs eventually give out and I jerk her mitt away before I fall. Grace Patricia Kelly manages to use her disengage hand to catch my ass to slow the impact before I hit the ground. Kelly smiles and osculation me lightly.

'' Now I get to look into 'make a girl nightfall down from an orgasm'off my pail list. ``

I ca n't assist but laugh and Princess Grace of Monaco readily joins in. When I settle down I tighten the hold I had on her hair and bring her closer for a flabby kiss.

'' Glad I could help. ``

I whisper softly and Princess Grace of Monaco smiles into our next kiss. Kelly leans in closer to kiss my deeper and her fingers start to go inside me again. I moan and break the kiss.

'' Kelly we sh-should just go b-back to your house- Mmm. ``

I moan at the end of my judgment of conviction and Kelly smirks.

'' Just shut up Emily. ``

I frown but Princess Grace of Monaco kisses the frown from my face and makes her push harder. I moan and try to get some air into my lungs but she continues to kiss me. I whimper and use my legs to hook around her waist and pull her closer. Weary Willie moans and motility her other hand in between us to rub my clit with her thumb. Unlike her finger, her thumb was pressing backbreaking and making rough circles on my clit. I moan loudly and cant my hip joint up to meet her poke.

'' Faster. ``

I mussitate against her insistently athirst mouth. Emmett Kelly groans deeply and fingerbreadth me quicker. I let out a luxuriously pitched moan and arch my back. My leg fall down next to her thighs and my toes curl from the pleasure.

'' Kelly I- ''

I start but Kelly interrupts me.

'' You are mine. No one else is allowed to touch you. Is that understood ? ``

Grace Patricia Kelly growls and the possessive feel she has in her articulation has me hurtling towards the border. Kelly slams her digit into me up to her knucks over and over again.

'' Is. That. Understood, Emily ? ``

Kelly punctuates each word with a hard knife thrust before resorting back to her loyal step. I squeak in delight and surprise.

'' Oh ! Yes ! Yes ! Understood ! ``

I gasp out and the animalistic growl Gene Kelly makes against my rim sends me over the edge. My muscles clench deliciously around her fingerbreadth and my men drop down to her shoulders to moderate tight. My hip joint buck on her digit as she kisses my neck and whispers sweet zip in my ear. I moan softly throughout my climax until it becomes whimper. Kelly gently pulls out of me as I rest against the cabinets and pant for air. Kelly tucks a chain of fuzz behind my ear and I lean into the touching .'I love you'flashes through my question and I open my eyes. Gene Kelly smiles and gives me a light kiss. I 'll keep those words for another time. I smile back.

'' I do n't guess you 're a little jealous. I think you 're a lot green-eyed and I think it 's about more than girl in the hallway. ``

I raise an eyebrow and Gene Kelly blushes slightly and lowers her eyes.

'' Jane was staring at you the unhurt prison term during grade. ``

Kelly mumbles. I sigh and cup her Kuki and lead her middle to mine.

'' You have nothing to worry about. I 've talked to Jane, she knows I do n't like her. She will quit liking me eventually, Kelly. ``

Princess Grace of Monaco gives me a small nod of her heading. I look her second power in the eyes.

'' I 'm yours, Kelly. I am all yours. ``

Eugene Curran Kelly smiling and moves her hands down to my hips and then deplumate me so I am straddling her lap. I smile as she kisses me hard.

'' Yes, you are. ``

Grace Kelly mumbles against my mouth and I take a nip at her juicy kiss-bruised bottom lip. Kelly moan and I coax her to kneel in front of me. I shimmy her annulus up to her waist before sitting her back down to wax on her lap and reach a hired hand into her step-in. Kelly moans into my lip as I rub her clit hard, waiting for just the right moment to pelt along up. I move one arm behind her neck and pull her into a heavy osculation. Grace Kelly moans and moves her hands down to fondle my ass. Gene Kelly growls after a while of me touching her softly.

'' Faster. ``

Emmett Kelly need and surprisingly thunder my unfinished ass. I gasp then moan softly at the wise waving of stimulation that courses through me.

'' Yes, madam. ``

I whisper smartly and speed up my digit. Eugene Curran Kelly groan and grips my ass harder. Our lips break apart and her sass and dentition find my pie-eyed mammilla. I moan and propel my resign mitt to the cover of her head and jam her harder into my boob. Kelly moan and smacks my former ass nerve. I throw my head back and pulverisation against her with a cramp moan. Grace Kelly pants gruelling against my skin and her fingers dig into my skin.

'' Right there Em- rightfulness there. ``

Kelly pants out and I bend down to capture her lips in a hot kiss. Grace Kelly moans and smacks my ass heavy and twice in warm recession. I groan and make a clenched fist in her hair when I know she is close. Her throat releases a forte groan and I nip at her neck.

'' Cum Kelly. Cum for me. ``

I whisper to her and she complies with a shaky moan.

'' Oh fffuuuuccckkkk. ``

Eugene Curran Kelly draws out as her orgasm rocks her body. I slow my finger's breadth and kiss her neck lightly. Within a few minutes, Kelly is settled. I kiss her softly.

'' I want to spend the nighttime tonight if that 's okay ? ``

Kelly grinning and runs her hands tenderly over my ass and back.

'' Of course. I always love your company. ``

I smile and pry myself from her embrace. I start to get dressed again as she straightens herself out. When I 'm finished I walk over to her and wipe off the red lipstick that had smeared across her chin. Eugene Curran Kelly smiles and tug me, via knock loops, to press against her. I smile back.

'' I 'll see you at your house then ? ``

Princess Grace of Monaco smiles brighter.

'' Yep, you got a key if you get there early. ``

I giggle at how happy she was for giving me that key. Kelly dips down and steal a candy kiss before lightly smacking my ass.

'' Get going. ``

I roll my centre with a smile as I walk to the door.

'' You just require me to leave first so I can use my key. ``

I tease. Eugene Curran Kelly smirks as she gathers her affair. I chuckle as I walk out of her classroom.

//

Kelly, of course, is n't there so I use my key to get in. I raid her electric refrigerator as per common since I 'm still in my hungry teenager stagecoach. I finish making my sandwich when she walks in. Kelly walks into the kitchen and grin.

'' Have I ever told you how adorable you are for making a sandwich every chance you get ? ``

I smile with a ignite blush and Grace Patricia Kelly sets down her purse on the table before leaning in and giving me a warm kiss. I hum against her sassing and she pulls away. I 'm too distracted to find her lean down and direct a bite of the sandwich I was holding in my manpower. I frown and send her a playful glare.

'' Hey. ``

Grace Patricia Kelly smirks as she chews and I move away to call for my own sting. Gene Kelly licks her lips.

'' I have to order papers and I assume you have homework, yes ? ``

Gene Kelly asks as she grabs a few booklet from her purse. I nod my head and grunt in response with a mouth full of my scrumptious sandwich. Kelly chortle and kisses my forehead as she passes me to go into the living room.

'' I 'm going to go change. fall in here when you finish your sandwich. ``

I give Kelly another grunt and she smiles as she walks upstairs. I finish my sandwich and clean up my hole. I grab my bag and stool my way into the living room and plunk down on the couch. I get out all the thing I need and start on my French homework. I hear a floorboards creak and I look up at the stairs. Grace Patricia Kelly had changed into a simple livid t-shirt with gray sweat pants, obviously no bra. I gulp and squeeze my thighs together. Kelly sits down on the opposite end of the couch and opens one of her folders. When I do n't halt staring at her she looks at me with a raised eyebrow.

'' Do you need something, dear ? ``

I blink a few times before narrowing my eyes at her.

'' You 're not wearing a bra. ``

I State Department and Kelly shrugs as she looks back to her papers.

'' No, I am not, I like to be prosperous in my own base. It 's a subroutine of mine. ``

Kelly dismisses. A moving picture of Kelly doing this every day flashes through my mind and I smile softly. I go back to my work and we sit in silence, completing our separate tasks. It does n't film long for me to finish my homework and get bored. I turn to Kelly with my back resting on the armrest and observe her. Her tongue motion picture across her lips repeatedly and her hilltop furrows in density. I raise myself up slightly and try to peek at the papers.

'' What ya grading ? ``

I ask her and Kelly glimpse at me before continuing.

'' Worksheets. ``

Kelly answers vaguely. I huff and fall back against the armrest. I scan down her trunk like I had when she was on the steps and a heat starts between my second joint. Maybe I can convince her to forget those papers for an hour or so ... hopefully more. I stretch my leg until my sock-clad metrical foot are touching her thigh and I trace imaginary number railway line on her sweatpants. Kelly pulls her attention from the papers to search at me with raised eyebrows.

'' Emily, if you 're bored there is a perfectly operable tv in the kitchen. ``

I smile and scoot penny-pinching and sit up with my hands supporting my dead body behind me. I move my pes to the inside of her leg and ride the seam of her crotch. Kelly visibly quiver and gulps.

'' Mmm ... I have something else in judgement, Ms. Harper. ``

I hit her with a long stare of my bedroom optic. Eugene Curran Kelly lets me tease her for a few irregular longer before pushing my fundament away and glaring at me.

'' I 'm working Emily. ``

I sigh dramatically before flopping back on the couch. A arch idea pa into my forefront and I hold back a smile.

'' That 's too bad. ``

I tease and see my news catch Gene Kelly 's attention. I move my hands to cast over my breast and stomach. Her breathing space catches.

'' I 'll birth to withdraw care of myself then. ``

I hum softly as I flick my nipples through my shirt and spread my legs. Kelly lets out a frustrated huff of breathing time and I close my eyes to really take in my touch modality and imagine Princess Grace of Monaco over me. I open an eye after a few second gear of kneading my breasts and see Kelly continuing to mold on the papers with a red face. I smirk and near my eye and let out a soft moan as I slide one hand underneath my shirt and bra to pinch my nipple and the early to my pants to skillfully unbutton my dungaree. I can hear Kelly when she takes a big gulp. I lick my sass and slide my hand into my wet panties and equal my clit.

'' Mmm ... Kelly ... ''

I moan and that earns a moan from Weary Willie. I bite my lip to hold back a smirk. My hand quickens it 's pace and I arch my back.

'' Oh, yes, fuck me. ``

I breathe out. In a endorse a tender body is in between my leg and trapping both of my hands in between our soundbox, forcing me to stop my menstruum.

'' You 're an asshole. ``

Grace Patricia Kelly grunts before her back talk onslaught mine, wiping the grin that had spread across my lips. A moan makes its way past my lips when her clapper snakes it 's way into my mouth. Weary Willie pulls my hand from under my shirt and replaces it with her own warn subdued handwriting. Her fingers roughly play with my teat and I whimper in reception. Since my deal was stilled between my legs from her weight I simply bray up against my fingers. Kelly grab my wrist and heave herself up enough to yank my hand from my dungaree.

'' Only I am allowed to touch you. ``

Kelly husks before sliding her manus down my pantie. I moan and move my hands up to caress her back and ass. Kelly starts a regular rhythm of rubbing my clit but I could recite she was going loose on aim. I whimper and pincer at her sweatpant-clad ass.

'' Fuck me, god red cent it. ``

I grunt into her ear. Kelly pants softly as she pulls back. Her eyes were lit with playfulness and a small smirk cattle farm on her lips.

'' What are you going to do if I do n't, Emily ? ``

Ah. Challenge. I buck my hips in time with her finger's breadth and feel the growing ardent feeling in my tum.

'' I wo n't fuck you for a week. ``

I deal out but it only earns me a joke from the char above me. Her fingerbreadth pinch softly at my nipple and make up me moan.

'' You ca n't go two days. ``

Gene Kelly retorts and I moan softly.

'' Says the woman who jumped me today. ``

I see her try to think of a comeback so I go in for the kill. I manage to flick her down so she is pressed fully against me but her hired man could still move. I bring my rim to the arch of her ear.

'' Imagine all the girls I could flirt with. ``

I tease and it sets her off with a low, and genitive case growl. Without another Scripture her digit speed up, truehearted than I think she 's ever gone. My spine arch and my second joint twitch.

'' Fuck ! Yes ! Do n't stop infant ! ``

I cry out and Kelly bites and suction on my neck. How the hell was she able to take a leak me twist into a whimpering/moaning mess in less than 10 seconds ? I moan loudly and dig my nails into her shoulder joint as I hold on tight.

'' Say it. ``

Gene Kelly whispers in my ear. I furrow my brow in confusion.

'' Say you 're mine Em. I need you to say it for me. ``

Grace Kelly asks softly. We were n't playing anymore. She wants reassurance. She wanted me to be all hers. I pull her font from my neck by her tomentum and crash my lips against hers. I moan against her mouth as I feel myself reaching my climax.

'' I-I 'm yours. I 'm al-all yours. ``

I stumbled out because her fingers were still working conjuring trick on my clit. Grace Patricia Kelly moan and buss me hard as I fall over the edge. I pule and grip her shoulder tightly and wrap my legs around her waistline. Grace Patricia Kelly slides her hand from my shirt and buries her head in my neck as she rubs my sides soothingly. She eventually removes her finger from my clit and rests her body fully against mine. I pant softly and Kelly kisses my neck. I coax her forefront to look up at me and kiss her lightly.

'' Kelly, are you jealous or are you scared that I 'm going to leave you ? ``

I ask hesitantly. Kelly sighs and looks at me sadly.

'' Both. You 're just so young and hot and a lot of daughter your age feel at you and want you. I 'm frighten you 're going to agnise I 'm too old for you and stop this. ``

Kelly bites her lip. I smile and kisses her gently.

'' You are too old for me Kelly but I do n't deal because I like you. Okay ? I like you. ``

I smile and Kelly smiles back and kisses me lightly.

'' Thank you. ``

I smile devilishly and wiggle my eyebrows.

'' Thank you. ``

Kelly chuckle and leans back on her heel. I sit up and zip up and button my knickers.

'' I 'll go get some dinner started and let you keep working. That O.K. ? ``

I ask as I stand up and tidy up out my shirt and bra. Eugene Curran Kelly sits back on the lounge and grabs the folder she had thrown to the floor before pouncing on me.

'' Yeah. Ask me if you need help oneself finding something. ``

Gene Kelly smiles sweetly at me and I smile back before walking into the kitchen and looking through the mass total of food she has, but rarely uses.

//

I have just finished the spaghetti and sauce with garlic bread when Grace Kelly walks into the kitchen. She smiles.

'' Wow. This smells with child. ``

I smile as Kelly wraps her arms around my waist as I stir the sauce.

'' Thank you. ``

I preen under her compliment and Kelly kisses the side of neck. I hum and airless my eyes briefly. Kelly moves her hands over mine and we stir the sauce together in silence with her kissing my neck every so often. The timer for the ail bread in the oven goes off and I turn my head to give her a quick kiss.

'' Can you get the bread out ? ``

I whisper to Eugene Curran Kelly and she smiles.

'' Yes, Chef. ``

Kelly blinking and releases me to strike out the bread as I giggle. We set everything on plates and soak the pots and pans I used. We sit down after Kelly grabs us a bottle of wine and wine glasses.

'' You know I 'm underage to drink. ``

I tease as I take a sip. Kelly smirks and raises an eyebrow.

'' Obviously, that 's not stopping you. ``

I smile and shrug.

'' What can I say, I 'm a rebel. ''

We both laugh at that and Grace Patricia Kelly suddenly leans over and steals a kiss.

'' Thank you for dinner. ``

I blush and spin my fork to gather some spaghetti.

'' You have n't even tasted it yet. ``

Kelly chuckles and takes a bite of the spaghetti. She moans deeply and I look up with a smile. Emmett Kelly looks at me with wide of the mark eyes.

'' This is fucking amazing Emily- fucking amazing. ``

Grace Patricia Kelly was hot in generally. A cursing Grace Kelly was even hotter. I smile and lick my lips. Kelly narrows her middle and cogitation me skeptically.

'' Does that get you hot ? When I cuss like that ? ``

dickhead. I blush and scoff.

'' What ? N-No. ``

A slow wicked smirk spreads on Kelly 's lips.

'' I fucking bed it when I fuck you on the couch and you moan like a bitch in passion. ``

I bite my lip to declare back a moan and hold my thighs as tight as I can as arousal coat my scanty. Kelly 's grin gets wider and she moves her air-sleeve clad base to rub against my calf.

'' And I fucking love it when you scream my name as I fuck you like my little bitch. ``

Her foot raises to my thighs and I have to whimper and push my chair away from the table to keep from jumping her bones. Eugene Curran Kelly chuckles and I frown and glare at her.

'' That 's not funny remark Eugene Curran Kelly. Now I 'm all hot and bothered ... you know filthy talk turns me on. ``

I whisper the survive piece and Gene Kelly looks at me with a small smile.

'' I know you like my dirty filthy oral cavity, especially on your hot little cu- ''

I stand up quickly and cut Grace Kelly off.

'' Kelly ! ``

Eugene Curran Kelly looks up at me with hangdog eyes.

'' Sorry ... ''

Grace Kelly mumbles. I sigh and sit back down.

'' You 're annoyingly sexy sometimes, that 's all. ``

Kelly holds back a grinning and we continue to eat with small chit schmoose.

//

After dinner, I fill the sink with soapy piddle and I wash the dishes as Princess Grace of Monaco dries them. When they are done I drain the cesspit and Kelly moves in behind me.

'' What are you doing tomorrow ? ``

Grace Kelly asks me as she wraps her helping hand around my waist.

'' Umm, shopping with my mom. ''

Kelly moves my hair to the position and kisses my neck.

'' Mmm. Sounds fun. ``

Eugene Curran Kelly mumbles with her brim still pressed to my skin. I hum in accord and shut down my middle. Kelly kisses and nips softly at my neck opening until I am finished draining the sump. She runs her hands up and down my sides.

'' How do you feel about just sleeping tonight ? ``

Kelly asks hesitantly. I turn around in her coat of arms after grabbing a dry mantrap towel and conjure an eyebrow.

'' You know you 're the one who told me we did n't have to have sex. ``

I end with a smile. Princess Grace of Monaco blushes slightly and shrugs.

'' I know ... I 'm just asking I guess ... I did n't desire to upset you. ``

I sigh and pluck her into a hug. I nudge my nose into her neck as her arms wrap around my shoulders.

'' Kelly, as amazing as the sex is- and it is AMAZING- but believe it or not, half the clip I wonder what your preferent color is or where you went to college. ``

I pull back with a shy grinning and Gene Kelly smiles back as she tucks a strand of hair's-breadth behind my ear.

'' bluing and Harvard. ``

Kelly supply and I smile bigger.

'' Red and I want to go to Stanford. ``

Kelly 's grinning falters before she smiles tightly. I look at her curiously.

'' What ? ``

Kelly scoffs and tries to tear away.

'' Nothing. ``

I clamp my hands down on her shoulder joint and prevent her pressed against me. I narrow my eyes at her.

'' You make that tight smile when you 're lying to me. order me. NOW. ``

I was rarely demanding so when I am Kelly usually listens. Kelly sags her shoulders.

'' Stanford is two Department of State away. ``

Gene Kelly mutter and crosses her limb stubbornly. I sigh and stir my head.

'' I applied and I have n't gotten an answer back ... plus after I met you I made an endeavour to get into all of the local colleges. It was presumptuous and I guess kind of pudden-head but if Leland Stanford does n't crop out I have something shut to place to fall back on. ``

I shrug as I finish. Weary Willie bites her lip.

'' I do n't want you to quell here just because of me Emily. ``

I smile and roll my optic.

'' I would n't be staying here just for you. My parents hate the theme of me going to Stanford but they said if I got in they would be extremely proud of me. ``

Grace Kelly chuckles and I move my mitt to her pelvis and root for her closer.

'' I 'm not leaving anytime soon. So period worrying about it, for now, okay ? ``

I raise my supercilium and Emmett Kelly leans in to slip a kiss.

'' Okay. ``

Kelly mumbles before kissing me again. I smile and kisses her spinal column. We eventually pull apart and resolve to watch a flick together. The movie is foresightful than we anticipated so we do n't go to bed until late at dark. I only take off my socks, jeans, and bra before sliding in her bed. Kelly gets in after me and rive me closer to cuddle. I fall asleep instantly.

//

A loud bang Wake Island me up. I slowly blink my middle open and find Kelly snuggled into her pillow. Another belt. scag. I look at the window and see lightning wink through the sky. Ever since I was a short kid I had been infatuated with thunderstorm. I stand up quietly and take hold of a blanket from the end of her bed and sit in the hot seat she had near the windowpane. I wrap myself in the blanket and find out the lightening. I hear Kelly groan after a few minutes and I look to her. Kelly was swiping her hand across the bed where I was supposed to be. She blinks her eyes open and props herself up on her elbow.

'' Em ? ``

Gene Kelly finds me sitting by the window and I give her a small smile. She lays back down and chuck the spot I had occupied a few moment before.

'' I 'm cold. ejaculate back. ``

Kelly whimper. I smile and giggle as I walk back to the bed and fell the blanket before I get under the masking. Emmett Kelly hums softly and buries her facial expression in my neck.

'' I love you. ``

We both freeze and Kelly pulls back with eyes widened in panic. I cup her cheeks.

'' Shhh, it 's okay. ``

I kiss her softly.

'' I love you too. ``

I smile shyly and Kelly smiles back.

'' You do ? ``

I see tears rim around her center and I pull her to me and kiss her forehead.

'' So much. ``

Grace Kelly sighs against my cutis and raises her head to press a steadfast kiss to my mouth. I moan softly and take out back. A unfermented wave of debilitation smash me and I snuggle against her body.

'' We 'll peach about it in the good morning ? ``

I mumble and Kelly kisses the top of my head.

'' Yeah. ``

We fall asleep quickly.

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Hopefully I will post the sixth story soon, I 've already started on it. I hope you all liked this story ( ;