*Legendary* Chapter 3
Isaac cursed under his breath as he navigated his way through the labyrinth of cars and people to find a parking spot. If only Taylor weren't so fucking slow they could get a decent parking space closer to school. He finally found an empty space and before he could even put the vehicle in park Taylor was up and out of the car, hurrying towards his friends who were huddled up next to the 'no smoking on school grounds' sign, rebelliously puffing on cigarettes.
"Gee Ike, thanks for the ride." Isaac muttered sarcastically before jumping out and grabbing his backpack.
Taylor's looks and attitude had doomed him to the popular crowd from the very start and while Isaac never lacked in the friends department, he still wished his brother would act like a brother to him in public. He walked past him but said nothing as Taylor fielded questions left and right about the party.
When the bell rang Taylor putzed along, taking the long way to get to homeroom while trying to avoid Kendra's locker. He knew word about the party would be spreading like wildfire by now and hoped that if he didn't see her, he wouldn't have to tell her about it. He lingered in the back of homeroom, shooting the shit with a few classmates just long enough for attendance before he slipped out the door. He had to get to the library if he wanted to extend more party invites to the juniors and seniors in study hall.
He sauntered from table to table, whispering only to those who were important enough to attend that night's soiree. When he was finished he dipped between bookcases in the back where he wouldn't be bothered and put his headphones on, only to be interrupted a few moments later.
Kendra stood looking down at him, amused. He pulled his headphones off and shook his head, but couldn't keep the smile off his lips. She was slick.
"Hey secret lover." She purred quietly as she leaned a shoulder against the bookcase. "Look at you, all by your lonesome back here."
Taylor didn't respond. He felt a mix of anger and guilt rising up in him. Why did she have to look so damn cool. With her damn leather jacket and her damn black eyeliner, always looking the part of the mysterious vixen you could never quite figure out. But there was nothing mysterious about this girl. The whole school knew her track record, and it wasn't pretty. Taylor thought that might be why he was so attracted to her. She was wild and unapologetic and according to the social hierarchy he wasn't even supposed to be giving her the time of day, let alone fucking her in his bedroom everyother night.
She crouched down next to him and leaned in close, softly tucking a piece of Taylor's hair behind his ear.
She whispered to him, letting her lips barely touch his skin while her warm breath tickled his earlobe. "You wanna get outta here?"
Without a word Taylor threw his walkman into his backpack and stood up. They snuck out through the back and into the parking lot where Kendra unlocked her car door and they both climbed in. She offered him a hit off of her bowl and they passed the weed back and forth until it was cashed.
"You've been making yourself pretty scarce lately, I thought maybe you might be hiding from me." She said plainly.
Taylor let his head drop back against the seat as he embraced the feeling of his high. He chuckled a little to himself, wondering why this girl was doing this to herself. He knew now that she knew and was just playing games with him.
"Baby, you know when we started this it would have to be hush hush. And you know I can't have you at my party tonight." He replied nonchalantly.
She smirked bitterly and shook her head. "That's cute. You think I want to come to your little party."
He sat up and looked at her in bemusement. "I know you want to come."
She laughed and rolled her eyes. "Here's a little newsflash for you sweetie... there are other parties tonight, and other guys."
Taylor couldn't believe what he was hearing. "Then answer me this," He shot back. "Why do you keep coming back to me?"
This wiped the smirk off of her face and she glared at him angrily, but his stare didn't waver. He was tiring of this, and for a moment he was convinced she really didn't want to be at his party. Why this irked him he had no idea. A mere hour ago he was dreading having to tell her she couldn't come.
Taylor leaned in close to her face, his lips only a few inches from hers. "If you wanna come tonight... change my mind. Show me how bad you want to be there... show me how bad you want to be with me."
He held his ground even though he was sure she was about to turn and get out of the car. Instead she lunged at him and covered his mouth with her own. He kissed her back with fervor, enjoying the taste of her tongue, and drawing it out in order to savor the sensation.
They struggled to get themselves into the backseat where they quickly tangled themselves up in eachother. Taylor began kissing and sucking at her neck, and her little mews of arousal made his cock grow uncomfortably hard in his pants. As if she had read his mind she reached down to massage his aching hard on but it did little to relieve the fire growing inside of him.
He lifted up her shirt and moved the fabric of her bra to the side to allow him access to her breasts. He licked and suckled at her nipples, enjoying the feeling of them hardening to little pebbles beneath his tongue.
She grabbed his hand and pushed it into her jeans so he could feel the heat of her pussy from behind the fabric of her panties. A small pool of wetness had already gathered there and Taylor let out a quite growl when he felt it.
She desperately began fumbling with Taylor's pants, quickly unbuttoning them and pulling them down his thighs. She reached in through the hole in his boxers and grabbed the shaft of his thick cock with her fist. She jerked his dick up and down, twisting her wrist with each upward motion. Now it was Taylor's turn to drive her wild with his little moans of desire. When she used the tip of her thumb to spread the little drop of precum that had dribbled past his slit, Taylor thought he would lose his mind. He pulled down her pants and undewear and quickly got on top of her.
He guided his painfully hard cock to the warmth of her pussy and let himself sink forward.
"Ohhh fuckkk." He groaned, trying not to blow his load right there.
He held still for a moment, relishing the feeling of her writhing and whimpering in lust beneath him. She tightened her thighs on his sides and he began to rock back and forth. She watched as he closed his eyes, his cheeks growing hot pink with his effort, pieces of his hair falling loose from his ponytail. Their pace steadily increased until the were fucking with abandon, the car rocking back and forth in the parking lot. Both of them moaned, panted, and shouted as their hips came together over and over again, building towards that final release. With one final deep thrust, Taylor shot his load into her, groaning loudly.
He collapsed on top of her and let himself soften while she stroked his back with her fingertips. He was startled by the sound of the lunch bell and quickly climbed off of her and re-dressed himself.
"If you're going to come tonight, be fashionably late... alright?" He suggested, buttoning up his pants and straightening his hair.
She smirked at him as she finished reapplying her lips gloss. "I told you Tay... there are other parties tonight..."
She hopped out of the car without so much as a goodbye and waltzed back into school, leaving Taylor there to wonder what the fuck had just happened.