Chapter 2- Party at the Riviera Club (r18)
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THALIA
I make my way to the party with Nika. I wore my blue party dress. I placed a butterfly ornament on my hair, and I curled up the ends of my hair earlier in a hurry. Thankfully, Nika helped me. I didn't expect I would get to wear this so soon before school—the next day, to be exact. I expected I would only be wearing this to prom. Life is full of surprises after all.
Nika drags me to the dance floor. She wears a red polka-dot dress while her blonde hair is tied up into a bun. It suits her. Her eyes are golden too. We keep dancing without a care in the world until I feel a sudden chill down my spine.
I look around to see where the gaze might be coming from, and I see someone wearing a hoodie standing from far away by the punch tables. There are also two guys beside him who gets flirty with two women in their laps. But I feel like he is staring at me right through my very core. Like he's peeling out all my clothes like a boiled egg with that just one stare.
"Nika... um... can you get us something to drink? I feel a little thirsty."
"Okay. Alcohol or non-alcohol?" She says.
"Just juice for me, thanks. No alcohol," I say.
"Alrighty," she says and walks off to get our drinks. I wait for her as she gets our drinks and the guy in the hoodie shifts slightly.
Nika glares at the two guys flirting with the girls and comes back with our drinks. "Ugh, so much PDA. Disgusting. We better get out of here." She rolls her eyes, and I chuckle.
We finish our drinks, and she fishes out her phone. "8 pm. Do you want to keep partying?"
She asks. "I have to use the bathroom. You can keep partying," I say to her.
"Okay, we'll go home together," she says, and I nod as I make my way to the bathroom.
CHESTER
She left her friend for a moment, saying that she's going to the bathroom. I stare at my friends, all lost to the girls in their laps. "I'll be right back," I say, and they just wave their hands.
I peek through my back and make sure no one enters and no one is inside. Thankfully, all but one stall is occupied, which means she is there. I lock the door to the women's bathrooms and hide for a moment in the closet. Then when she comes out to wash her hands and retouch her makeup, I get out of the closet. Her eyes widen as she sees me approaching her. And she hurriedly hides her lipstick in her purse.
"Who are you?" She asks.
I shrug and pull out a scissor.
"What... is that?" She shivers. "If you hurt me with that, I'll scream," she says while she is trembling. Hurt her? Why would I do that? I just want to scare her.
I stare at her legs and then at her dress, eyeing her up and down, then I approach her with the scissors close to me.
She reaches for her phone to try to contact her friend for help, but I place it down on the sink.
"Shh," I say as I whisper in her ear. "Don't make a sound. I'll be quick."
I nibble on her ear and cover her mouth with my hand while I make my way down to her legs with my other hand.
I lift up her dress and see her white panties underneath. I tug it down and rip it off with my hand. "You won't need this."
Then I keep the scissors shut, and I gently rub the handle along her p**** entrance to toy with her.
"What are you doing?" she hisses.
I smirk and keep going. She's tight alright, but her p**** latches on the scissors handle like she's starving.
Without a word, I make the scissors handle enter her, and I move it in and out of her p**** entrance.
"Ahnn." She groans.
I slap her mouth shut with my hand again as I keep going and staring down at her p**** clenching around the scissor. I keep going, and then I stare at her face. She's close.
"Do you want to c*m?" I say to her. She hisses but gives a nod. "Then f***ing beg me for it." I say.
"Please... make me c*m," she begs.
I smirk and move the scissor handle faster and faster, and she orgasms for me like a flood. I grin and lick the scissor handle full of her juices. Then I place the scissors back in my hoodie pockets.
"I'll also be taking these." I pocket her ripped panties for my own keepsake and leave her there after unlocking the door and heading out.
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