Till death do us part by Yoshi Maguire (best value ebook reader .txt) 📕

In all honestly I am a hopeless flirt, I flirt with everyone. When I see someone I like I go in for the kill, well so to speak. But that being said my choice of prey is different, my choice of prey is girls. Hi, my name is Alice McKenzie I’m 17 and I live in Australia. I am 5 foot 8, slim build with C cup breasts, I weigh 60 kilograms. My light blonde short hair is styled like one of P!nks haircuts. And everyone knows I’m lesbian and everyone is excepting of it (well after I spinning back hook kick some bitch in the face [See I’m 2nd Dan black belt in Taekwondo, and I nearly lost my belts for it] after she pushed me and started abusing me over who I am.). My territory is Wynnum High and my selection ranges from Muso’s to the athletes (being a muso and a sporty chick myself) then from geeks to Goth’s and everyone else in between. Because I am a hopeless flirt it's built up a reputation for me, that of being a player. But this all changes when she walked through the front gates of the school.

Average Wednesday morning, I stood at my usual spot scoping out my next catch when she walked in. Now I say she because this girl walked in to the school like she owned it, making every neck in the room snap to watch her swaying hips as they passed. "Well fuck me." I whispered under my breath. This one was mine. I licked my lips and ran my figures through my short blonde hair, preparing myself to move in and being the hunt. I walked over to the girl. Eyes followed me as I slid to stand in front of her. My hand extended towards her in a simple greeting. "Hey." She glanced at my hand, and I noticed hurt in her eyes, but she brushed right past me. I was shocked. No girl, I mean no girl had ever ignored me like that. My looks demanded attention. Girls couldn't resist my bright green eyes and soft features. I dressed with style simply white button up school uniform that stretched across my breast and the top buttons undone to show off my dragon necklace. My black jeans were perfect they showed off my ass in an amazing fashion. I looked good. I couldn’t understand why she brushed me off. I walked back to my spot against the wall and my friends, Jack and Rachael, were speechless. I guess they were surprised too. They knew I was going to get this girl or die trying.

As I walked to my locker I began for formulate a plan to make this girl fall for me... In my distracted state I bumped into Karen, one of the few girls I hadn't dated.

"Shit, I’m sorry girl. I was lost in my head. You okay? I didn’t hurt you did I?" I said to her before flashing an apologetic smile.

"It’s okay Alice. I wasn't really watching where I was going either. I'm fine." She blushed and looked down.

"Well then, let me make it up to you. Walk with me and I’ll carry your books to your next class. Sound good?" She blushed darker and nodded.

We walked together in silence. I quickly grabbed my book and took hers from her. I deliberately brushed my fingers against hers and got another blush from her cute face. As we were walking to her class room I caught her staring at me, I gazed into her eyes before saying.

"Karen you have beautiful eyes. Has anyone ever told you that?"

She mumbled no and blushed hard. This girl was easy; I knew I could make this fun.

I brought her hand close to my lips, barely touching her skin I said,
"That’s a shame, you are very attractive."

I saw her eyes flick to my lips then to her hand.

I had her.

My lips formed into a small smile and I pressed my lips against her soft skin. Her eyes closed and I heard her gasp. Karen, Karen, Karen you are just way too easy, I thought. I turned her hand over and kissed her wrist. I felt her pulse underneath my lips and started to walk but I noticed her face was as red as ever. I smiled.
"Are you okay Karen? You look a little flush. We are near your classroom, but if you aren’t feeling well I’ll be glad to escort you to the nurse."

"N-no. I’m f-fine. My class is just down the hall. I can make it on my own if you need to hurry to your class."

"Of course not. I insist on seeing you to your class. I need to make sure a beautiful girl like you make it to class unharmed." I have her; hook, line and sinker. Karen's eyes softened and she didn’t pull away when I slid my free arm around her waist. The next class was a blur as I focussed on HER. I snapped back to reality as the lunch bell rang.

I could hear her moans above me; one of her legs was draped over my shoulder and her back was pressed into the stall wall behind me. My tongue danced around her entrance and outer lips, I wanted her to beg for me. My free hand worked its way under her shirt and started teasing her nipples. She knew I wanted her to beg but she refused. Her fingers pushed and pulled my head trying to press me deeper into her. I chucked a little under her skirt, she knew how this worked, and I wasn't going to get laid this time so I wanted at least a little satisfaction. A particular hard pull made me wince, if she wanted to play it rough we could. I lightly bit the inside of her thighs and she groaned, it is a sweet spot only I know about. I applied pressure to her clit for a brief moment before retreating. I took her outer lips into my mouth and sucked on them lightly. She was reaching her limit because her legs began to shake.

"Alice, please!" She finally exclaimed. That was all I wanted. I smirked and looked up at her between strands of my hair. I winked at her before plunging two fingers into her wet hot heat. Her back arched and she let out the sexiest moan I have ever heard. As I continued thrusting into her I could feel her walls trying to suck me in, get me to go deeper. I added another finger and felt a spasm run through her body and her nails dug into my exposed shoulders. I had to plan this carefully. I was going to make her cum hard or fail miserably. I moved my head between her thighs once again. I circled her clit with my tongue, flicking it, stroking it, biting it lightly with my teeth. Her hands grasped at my hair mashing my face into her pussy, right where I wanted to be. I could feel her reaching her climax but I wanted to make this amazing. I curled my fingers up searching for that special spot that would make her scream. I pressed lightly and her hips bucked forward and she let out a loud groan. I picked up my pace and fucked her harder, sucking directly on her clit. Her moans filled the restroom and her legs shook on my shoulders. "Alice, don't stop! You feel so good... Keep fucking me... I'm going to cum!" She gasped and I felt her walls clamp down on my fingers. Her juices shot out and soaked my face; I lapped up as much as I could but I could feel it running down my chin. Her body went limp and I stood up quickly to catch her from falling. She looked at me through half closed eyes and I smirked at her whipping my face.

"Alright, alright. It was fucking fantastic. Get out so I can fix myself; we're late for class." She sighed and tried to get her body to move. I could see her legs were still shaking. I stepped out of the stall and adjusted my shirt in the mirror. This quickie took longer than expected but it was entirely worth it. I was running a comb though my hair when Rachel stepped out of the stall.
"You know, Alice, we can't keep doing this every time you feel like it. I'm supposed to be your friend not your fuck buddy. What would all of your admirers say if they knew you fucked one of your closes friends regularly?" Rachael said leaning against the stall, searching through her purse for a cigarette.

"Oh Rachie baby, you wouldn't tell on me for the same reason we don't stop. We both know that I know that you love these intimate moments we spend together. You and I get our itches scratched without having to spend money on dinner. Don't forget boo, I come whenever you call too." My reflection smirked at her as I watched her face redden. She continued to search through her purse as I studied her. Rachael was one of my closes friends. Her long black curls and blue eyes always pulled me in for more just when I thought we were done. As much as I hated to admit it, Rachael was my only competition when it came to women. She had this way about her that made you want to get near her and protect her. It might have been her petite frame or her breathy way of speaking. She always seemed so small... so cute. And she knew it. She knew how to flash those eyes to make men and women fall to their knees in front of her. I was immune to her powers, having skill of my own, which led to us being best friends. Best friends who also fucked every now and then.

"Here just have one of mine. You probably left them in the car." I said, handing her a Pre-rolled white-ox from my pouch.

"I hate these things you smoke but you're probably right. What's the deal anyway? You aren't a cowboy Alice these things are crazy harsh." She pulled a face at the first inhale.

"Rachie, that's the point. Never catch anyone trying to bum cigarettes off of me right? They all go to you because you smoke those weak menthols." I stretched my arms above my head and my shirt rode above my belly button showing off my hip tattoos. I saw a flash of desire in Rachael's eyes before she caught me staring.

"What? Everyone else stares, why can't I?" She huffed. I walked towards her and