My Steamy Story: The annual school beach trip for year 11...

My Story Time:

Okay bestie, let me spill the tea about the McAuley Catholic College beach trip, because let's just say... the vibe was high-key immaculate, period.

So the school letter was totally sus about attire requirements, right? Like, zero specifics. So me and my girls Hailey and Gracie said fuck it and showed up in these absolutely iconic string bikinis that left literally nothing to the imagination. Enter Tyga – this laid-back legend from my physics class – and his friend Jai. We're all splashing around, but Tyga can't keep his eyes off me. Like, his gaze was practically burning holes through my tiny triangle tops. Next thing I know, he's pulling me behind these big ass rocks, his hands already all over my waist.

"Drip check is insane, Scarlett," he mumbles against my neck, and I'm already soaked for a whole other reason. His fingers slide into the side of my bottoms, and I gasp as he finds my clit, rubbing slow, perfect circles right there in the open. "You're so fucking wet for me," he groans, and I'm just nodding, like, "Yes, please, don't stop." I can feel his hard dick pressing against my ass through his boardshorts, and I'm literally shaking. He turns me around, his mouth crashing onto mine, all tongue and teeth, while his thumb keeps working my pussy. I came so fast, muffling my moans in his shoulder, my whole body clenching around his fingers. Sheeeeeesh. That was a whole damn main character moment, no cap.