Lena was gone, and Mykah was thankful for that. She rushed upstairs, got in her room, and pushed down her jeans to her knees. She reached underneath her thong, feeling the short hairs from her perfectly trimmed landing strip under her fingers as she moved them down to her pussy.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck..."
She found her pussy had soaked her thong, and she pushed them down to her knees as she sat down near the corner of the bed, leaning back. She spread herself open, and her fingers became coated with her own juices. She rubbed her clit, moaning in her throat, and watching herself in the full mirror across the room. She was so turned on, but something was wrong, or missing. She wasn't getting off. She groaned frustratedly.
Just then, she heard the front door slam, and swore to herself. The sounds of footsteps were heard, running up the stairs. It had to be Pete. Just the thought caused her to start rubbing again. After a moment, she decided she needed the bath, since this wasn't working.
What she didn't realize, was that she had never closed her door all the way, and Pete, who was running by, had stopped, catching a glimpse of something...interesting.
He stood in shock, getting a full view of Mykah, with her pants down and her knees spread wide. Her fingers alternating between rubbing her clit, and delving rapidly into her glistening pussy, leaving her fingers wet with her juices. She had a very tight looking pussy that was spread open and inviting. He noticed she had a neatly trimmed landing strip, thin and nicely done, just above her pussy. It was dark, like her brunette hair.
Oh fuck, he thought to himself. He was feeling an urge so strong, he couldn't even think. After that run in with Claudia, he couldn't stop thinking about getting off, and was going to just go to his room, trying to figure out what the hell was going on...and you know, maybe see what it could do.
Mykah stood and turned, her backside to the partially open door. She bent over the edge of the bed, to reach her towel, which was draped on the far side of the bed. Her ass was amazing, and totally spread open. Her pussy was pink, and pouting, and her little asshole made him lose it right then and there.
As mykah was bent over, Pete came in, his now released cock in hand, and walked up behind Mykah, pushing her down on the bed.
"What the fuck?" she yelled.
"Mykah, I need to fuck you." Pete held her down and placed his hard shaft in the crack of her ass, pumping his hips, so that his cock slid up and down, between her smooth ass cheeks. He had rubbed back and forther a few times before she caught her breath.
"Stop, Pete! We can't do this. It's--ungh, not right--oohhh!"
Pete was ignoring her, and had taken the head of his fully engorged
cock, and rubbed it against her pussy.
"You're so wet, Mykah. I've wanted to do this for a while, but you're
always such an uptight prude."
"Stop, Pete! we can't! Mmm, yes...No! This can't happen. I'll tell
