Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 5
? Olivia's POV
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The rest of the week was uneventful. Zed didn’t sit beside me in AP Trig anymore, Philip and Josiah started to walk and sit with me and Stephanie everyday, and I had managed to stay out of conflict with other students. Now, I’m getting dressed to head downstairs for my party that has already began.
“Whoa, you look hot.” Josiah says to me with a wink. If he wasn’t gay, I would have flirt back, but pointless flirting isn’t in my taste. Stephanie’s tall ass sits in Philips lap at my desk as I run my fingers through my hair for the hundredth time.
It took me three hours to flat iron it and it almost took me out, I swear. The red dress my mom bought me pops against my skin tone, and it’s so short I can’t bend over.
“Can you please hurry up! We are going to miss the whole party.” Stephanie whined and I roll my eyes. Looking at her through the mirror, I flip her off and she returns the gesture.
“The party started thirty minutes ago. You didn’t have to wait on me.” I mumble as I walk over to my bed and sit down. Slipping on my shoes, I stand and rub my hands down my dress in a nervous gesture. “Okay, lets go.” I check my lipstick one more time before opening my bed room door and walking down the hall as my friends follow behind me. As we walk down the steps, Josiah tells us a corny joke and I burst into laughter. We descend the steps and my mom is there waiting on me with a cake. Suddenly everyone around me starts to sing happy birthday, and I can’t help but blush. It looks like the whole senior class came out. Sadly I don’t know a single f-----g person. My eyes scan the crowd, looking for the
one person I’m anxious to see. When I don’t see him, my perky mood falters but I push through and put on a fake smile.
When everyone is done singing, I walk down the rest of the steps and blow out the candles. The DJ immediately cranks the music back up and the party is in full swing. Random people wish me happy birthday as I make my way through the crowd. I finally make it to the kitchen praying that my mom got me some alcohol. Marcus spots me and gives me a devilish smile.
“Hello party girl, you look divine.” He beams as he hugs me. “The stash is in the bottom draw of the fridge, condoms are in your bedside drawer if that sexy neighbor shows up.”
“Thanks Marcus, you’re the best.” I beam as I hug him and go grab my stash.
Stephanie and the twins are out by the pool, when I find them. My water bottle is full of vodka and I leisurely drink it as I head over. Sitting down, we begin talking about random things as I proceed to get myself drunk.
“Hi Olivia.” A high pitch whiney voice threatens to ruin my slight buzz as I look up from my pool chair and find Alexis grinning down at me. Beside her stood her not so little jock of a boyfriend, the Elderwood chick, and standing behind her is Zed. They must have just arrived because they weren’t here to sing happy birthday.
“Sup.” I mumble before turning away from the group.
“You didn’t tell me you were rich.” Alexis says as she moves to stand in front of me. I groan in annoyance as I stand, towering over her due to my four inch heels. She couldn’t be any more than 5’4 herself. I’m 5’7 so the extra four inches, gives me seven inches on her.
“I go to a private school that cost eight grand a semester. Pretty sure you have to have money to do that.”
“Hmph, I guess so. Well, I really think you should reconsider being a part of
my group. It has to be way better than hanging with,” She pauses and looks back at the twins and Stephanie. I smirk knowing that I can beat the shit out of her if she says anything to piss me off, so I cross my hand over my chest and wait. “Those losers.”
Taking a long drag of vodka from my water bottle, I cap it and sit it on the ground. Stepping closer to Alexis I smirk and glance at the pool. With a the tiniest push, she tilts backwards and of course her boyfriend tries to save her, so I push him too.
Alexis screams right before she hits the water, her boyfriend following behind her. Everyone comes rushing from all areas of my back yard and they gasp when they see Alexis in her boyfriend resurfacing in the water.
“You b---h!” Alexis cries and I roll my eyes.
“It’s my party, I can be a b---h if I want to.” I undo the cap of my water bottle and finish the vodka, effectively heightening my buzz. Turning around I smile at the three people I consider my friends and they gawk at me. “Come on, let dance guys.” They all jump to their feet, and follow me to the open space reserved for dancing.
Two hours later, bodies are grinding against each other, weed is being passed around, and I’m so f----d up. Stephanie and Philip escaped to one of the guest rooms, Josiah is being grinded on by a cute little redhead making me question his gayness, and I’m hiding behind a big oak tree smoking a joint and watching everyone. I think I got too f----d up because I couldn’t be sober and watch the brunette be all over Zed. It’s annoying and I hate it. And I hate that I hate it. We f----d and got it out of our system, so why do I still want him so bad?
“Looking for some company?” Zed calm and alluring voice seems to make my body come alive as he sneaks up behind me. Looking up at him, I hold out the joint which he gladly takes. He then takes a seat on the ground beside me, and rest his elbows on his knees while taking a drag from the joint. “Nice party. Lots alcohol and weed.”
I snort, and shake my head.
“My mom and Marcus are horrible influences, but we live on private property, so the cops can’t just roll up, and there is enough room in this house and the guest house for everyone to stay the night.” I glance over at Zed to find him already staring at me. “What?”
“Nothin’.” He says as he continues to stare. His eyes flicker to my lips and I quickly turn away. Zed leans over and his full lips make contact with my neck making me shudder.
“W-What happen to Miss. Elderwood?” I moan.
Zed doesn’t answer, he just pulls away and takes another drag of the joint. He lets out a large puff of smoke before chuckling. It’s the purest of sounds, and the way his face lights up makes him even more attractive.
“I only walk around with that w---e so people will stop saying I’m gay.”
It’s my turn to chuckle as I look over at Zed and he’s smiling at me. The weed must be getting to him.
“It’s because you have such feminine features. Big eyes, straight nose, large lips….. Stunning.” I whisper out the last word as I stare at Zeds lips while licking mine. When he moves in to kiss me, I snap back into reality and move away.
“I can’t kiss you.” My words come out rushed as I stand to my feet.
“Why not?” Zed asks as he finishes the joint and stands to his feet. He pulls me to him by my arm and his arms wrap around my waist.
“Because, if I don’t kiss you, it’ll be easier to walk away when all of this is over. Kissing is more intimate than sex for me.”
“Mmm.” He hums as he licks his lips and stares down at mine. “Well let me kiss something else babe.” My breathing deepens as I clench my thighs. I’ve been wondering what his lips would feel like against the flesh of my….
“Meet me in my room in ten minutes.” I say as I pull away from him and head towards the house. The alcohol buzzing through my body mixed with the high of the weed, has me hypersensitive and crossfaded as hell. When I get up the stairs and pass the guest room, the sound of Stephanie moaning and skin connecting makes me giggle and I rush into my room. As soon as the door is closed I begin to strip out of my party dress. The door to my room opens suddenly and I jump and spin around frantically.
It’s Zed.
“I couldn’t wait.” He says while closing my door and locking it. His voice is husky, primal.
He pushes me back onto my bed, and pulls my dress from my body. I didn’t wear anything underneath, because I knew that my neighbor would be here. “You’re so f-----g fine baby girl.” Zed praises and I giggle. He smiles at me making me mewl at the beauty of it.
How can one boy be so d--n gorgeous?
Zed doesn’t waste time. He pushes me up the bed, and lays on his stomach between my legs. He kisses each of my thighs making me arch upward begging him to take me in his mouth.
“Please.” I beg shocking myself.
I. Do. Not. Beg.
The smug bastard smirks before blowing his warm breath onto my wet folds. I gasp needing him to touch me.
“Zed, please.” He groans. His head dipping down to taste me.
“F--k!” I shout as my hips immediately begin to move, wanting to ride Zed’s face. He sucks my c--t into his mouth before letting his tongue flicks against it rapidly. My back bows dangerously and my hands grip the strands of his hair, while my other hand roams all over my sensitive body.
“Ohhhhh Zed, yes!”
“Shit you taste good.” Zed mumbles against my c--t, sending a wave of arousal through me. He then pulls away and stands causing me to sit up in frustration. I immediately calm down when I see him pulling at his belt. He strips down to nothing and then climbs over me on the bed.
“Condom.” I say immediately. Zed curses but reaches back down and grabs a condom from his pants. Once he is properly protected, he climbs back on top of me with a smirk on is beautiful face. I grip the base of his d--k and guide him to my wet lips. Zed slowly glides into me making me moan loudly from the slow stretch of his girth. “I don’t need you to go slow, just f--k me.”
“As you wish baby girl.” Zed responds with a smirk before he place his hands on either side of my head and snaps his hips forward. My legs wrap around his waist and my hands grip the sheets as the sexy boy above me, begins to pound into me at an alarming rate.
“Yes!” My voice is airy and full of lust as I watch Zed’s c--k piston in and out of me. It’s slick with my juices and with each snap of his hips, he stretches me.
Ruining me.
I move my hands from the bed sheets, slowly guiding them to his neck. Once they are wrapped around his throat my thumbs press into the hollow of the flesh making Zed stop. “Did I say stop Zed?” I pant as I apply pressure, affectively restricting his airway.
“No.” He says in a strain voice making me moan loudly. Zed immediately begins pounding into me. His hips threatening to push me up the bed but his arms keeping me in place. I watch as his face turns a different shade of red but his hips don’t stop moving, if anything his more frantic. Skin connecting with skin fills the room along with my loud moaning.
“Oh Zed,” I groan. “Such a good boy.” Something flashes over Zed’s face and his eyes widen. His mouth slacks as his hips speed up. I giggle like the crazy b---h I am as the pretty boy above me fucks me like I’ve never been f----d before. His head beating my cervix like it owes him something. His girth destroying me. I won’t be able to have any one else after him and I’m only eighteen years old.
Deciding to see how fair I can push Zed, I completely cut off his airway. His bottom lip slides in-between his teeth and his eyes roll to the back of his head. I didn’t know it was even humanely possible, but Zed speeds up, loud grunting sounds coming from him. His long fingers grip my sheets in desperation.
My jaw slacks and I scream out as an unexpected o----m hits me. I tremble beneath Zed as I squirt all over his c--k. But the beast of a boy doesn’t stop. Finally I release his neck and he draws in a long breath. A long groan flows from his lips as he jerks violently above me.
“Oh F--K OLIVIA!” Zed groans as he lets go into the condom. When he’s done, he collapses against me, his sweaty, yet sexy body, laying on top of mine. I groan as Zed pulls himself out of my thoroughly used core and lays down beside me. He’s till gasping for air making me worry until he begins to chuckle lightly.
“What’s so funny?” I ask as I turn to look at him. When I find him smiling, I can’t help but smile back at him.
“You are one crazy b---h, you know that?”
“Yeah, I know, but it seems like you like it.” Zed smirks as he sits up while still looking down at me. I don’t know why but I don’t say a word as we stare at each other.
“Yeah, I guess I do.” When that single sentence slips from his mouth, I immediately know I’m in trouble because of the way it makes me feel. Then I say someting that I thought I’d never say to the boy in front of me.
“You want to stay over?”
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