Games and Vengence Part One, a short story by kezzstar. Date added: 2011-09-05. Times viewed: 2224.
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- Intro: M/F, Oral, HJ, Fist. When Kayla runs into her friend Drake at a party, she realises she has deep feelings for him. Does he share them?
Her name was Kayla. She often attended these parties, and loved them. Being the Security Manager for her beloved football team had its perks.
She'd been involved with the club for years, her father had been the previous manager before her, and his father before him. She knew all of the players, coaches and staff, and they were family to her.
“I'm gonna go get some more drinks, the boys are really laying it on thick!” Her father laughed, heading out to get another carton from the large fridge out of the back. Kayla wandered through the hall, stopping to speak to her friends as she went.
Then she saw him. His name was Drake, and he was the best defender the AFL had ever seen. His long dark blonde hair curled around his face and neck, his jaw was strong and solid, and his body was rock hard. But it was his eyes that drew Kayla in, she'd loved them ever since she'd met him when they were in high school.
“Hey babe.” Drake smiled at her, taking a sip of his beer.
“Drake.” Kayla said cooly. She still hadn't forgiven him for the mouse in her office.
“You STILL mad about that babe?” Drake laughed. “It wasn't my idea, I swear! I just executed the plan.”
“I'll bet.” Kayla punched his arm. He feigned pain, and she giggled. She had always thought he was gorgeous. But unfortunately he always seemed to have a girlfriend.
“So, uh...” Drake started. Damn her, and her long blonde hair, her full hot lips, her beautiful toned body. She was the only woman he couldn't sweet-talk!
Kayla blinked and leaned forward slightly, trying to maintain eye-contact. It was her favourite way to stir him up.
“So what?” She poked. “Where's Lily anyway?”
“Dumped me. Again.” Drake shrugged it off. Women never seemed to want to hang around him.
“What did you do this time?” Kayla chuckled.
“Apparently I was too attentive.” Drake told her.
“You stalked her.” Kayla tried not to explode with laughter. The last girl had accused him of not caring enough. The one before that accused him of being a dork, and before that was one who accused him of being too stuck-up.
“I can't win.” Drake groaned, with a wistful smile.
“Sucks to be you.” Kayle poked his arm. He poked her back.
The rest of the evening passed. Drake and Kayla crossed paths a few more times, danced a bit, gave each other a few more digs.
Then the fight broke out between Gary and Peter. It was bound to happen. Gary was Drake's best mate, and Peter was the most arrogant forward ever to pick up a Sherrin. Still, the three were inseperable...until Gary and Peter started with one of their fights.
“Guys!” Drake tried to talk them out of it.
“Touch MY woman will you?” Gary roared.
“She doesn't belong to you!” Peter grabbed Gary's shirt.
“Will you two-,” Drake was cut short by a fist to the face and a fist to the guts.
“Oh lord.” Kayla rolled her eyes. She helped Drake up and took him outside. She got some ice and held it to his cheek. “Why did you think it was a good idea to get involved...again?”
“Because I'm an idiot.” Drake groaned. “God that hurt!”
“As it probably did the last fifty-three times.” Kayla couldn't help but chuckle a little. He looked so cute, all wounded and annoyed.
“Stuff this. I'm going home.” Drake sighed. “Another end-of-season party ruined.”
“You came on the bus, remember?” Kayla pointed out.
“Damn it.” Drake flopped back into his chair.
“I can drive you home if you like.” Kayla offered. Her eyes met Drakes. He couldn't hold back. He kissed her, revelling in her lips. She felt a sudden heat rise from her navel, and spread down to between her legs. Her hands ran down his hard arms and wrapped themselves around his body.
“My place or yours babe?” He whispered. She smirked.
“Who says we have to leave?”
She moved into his lap, wrapping her legs around him and kissing his neck. He shivered.
“Kayla, please, don't...” He whimpered as her lips moved towards his chest.
“You don't mean that at all.” Kayla smirked.
“You're right. But not here. I want you all to myself.” Drake ran his hands over her breasts, sending sparks throughout Kayla's system. Her nipples were hard, waiting for his lips and tongue.
They walked back to her car, hand-in-hand. They drove back to his place, where they wasted no time heading back to his bedroom.
He pushed her down onto the bed and nearly tore her shirt in his haste to get it off. She ran her fingers through his hair as his tongue met hers. It didn't take him too long to get rid of his shirt as well.
She was wearing a beautiful red lace bra, and he was willing to bet her panties were matching. He would have to wait, however, as she slid down the bed to unzip his pants and release his throbbing manhood.
“You know, I love giving blowjobs.” She murmured. “The feel of a dick in my mouth, the power over his pleasure, it turns me on.”
“Then do it.” He begged. She started by gently sucking the tip of his penis, before taking him in her mouth.
He bit into the pillow as she moved up and down, feeling herself growing wetter and wetter. He was huge. Bigger than she had imagined. She could already feel her pussy being stretched by him.
He finally tore himself away and pulled her back to him for more kisses. She stripped him of his pants, and finally removed her own. Drake gasped as he took in the sight of her. His hands trembled as they unclasped her bra and pinched her nipples. He took one in his mouth while his hands travelled beneath those beautiful red lace panties. She was already so wet!
Kayla moaned as he fingered her, as his hot tongue grazed her nipples. She wanted him so badly, yet the agony of anticipation was delicious. She ran her fingers down his muscular arms, arms that turned her on, powerful arms that she wanted wrapped around her.
“You've always wanted me.” He breathed. “Haven't you?”
“Yes!” Kayla cried as he forced his fist inside her. “I want you! Please! Oh Drake!”
“You don't know how long I've waited for you to scream out my name.” He murmured into her ear.
“Drake...” Was all she could manage as he pulled his hand away from her sopping wet pussy and pulled her panties off. Now the only thing between them was space and desire. Their eyes met.
Drake was her best friend. They had never been far apart from that first day in high school. She had been there when he was selected to play football for the team, she had been there the day he made his debut, she had waited in the hospital for him the day he got completely wiped out.
And he felt the same way. He had been there the day her parents got divorced, the day she completed her security course, the day she nearly got bashed up by her erratic ex-boyfriend.
“Do it.” She begged. “I want you more than anything.”
“You sure you can take me?” He smirked, enjoying what little power he had.
“Any day of the week.” She bit his ear, sending shivers of pleasure down his spine.
Who was he to argue? Despite his massive size, he slid inside her so easily that all she could do was gasp. He drew her closer to him as he thrust himself inside her again and again. Her fingers ran down his chest, his arms, his back, driving him wild.
This was all he had ever wanted. His hand sank between them, and he began playing with her clit in rhythm with his thrusts. Kayla tried to steel herself against the rush of delight that soared through her body, she didn't want this to ever end.
But soon it became too much to bear. Being so close to each other, the smell and feel of their lovemaking, it overwhelmed both of them into a powerful orgasm.
“DRAKE! Oh! Oh Drake!!!!!!” Kayla screamed.
“Oh Kayla...Kayla!” Was all Drake could manage.
They both fell back to the bed, and gazed into each others eyes.
Their lips met. They both knew that this wasn't the last time they would be together like this.
They both fell asleep, Drake sprawled on his back, one arm firmly around Kayla, who rested her head on his chest.
Everything was perfect.
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