Adoring Ms. Stevens

Chapter 29

Ms. Stevens' POV

   "Fuck, harder, Mommy!"  She moans out.  Oh fuck, that shit turns me on so much.

I grind my pussy against hers harder and faster, feeling myself being taken over the edge.

"Fuck, Shiranda, I love it when you grind against me from the bottom....."

"What in tarnation?!"  I scream in horror as I interrupt my own slumber, frantically sitting up in my bed.

Oh God no.  No, no, no, no, no.  This cannot be happening.  I'm having dreams about her now?

And it wasn't any weird shit like her being a space princess or something.  It was a wet dream.

I put my hand in my boxers.  I pull it out.  Yep.  Wet dream.  Fuck!

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Shiranda's POV

"Put on yo PJ's, girrrl!  We're having a slumber party!"  Deena says to me.  Like I said, 17, not 23.

"Slumber party?"  I respond, brow raised.  "Yup!  Aurora and Shayla should be over in like, 20 minutes."

I sigh.  "Please tell me we're not gonna be on some super girly shit."  "Well, the only one that's a fem is Shayla, so I highly doubt it."

"Aish, alright."  Deena does a Superman jump as she scurries away.  PJ's?  I usually just walk around in my bra and boxers, but I do have men's pajama pants, so that'll do.

Fuck a shirt.  I'm too lazy to do that.  Putting on pants is enough.  Hell, I'd probably walk around naked if I lived alone.

I throw on some red plaid pajama pants and call it a day.  They're really soft.  I don't wear pajama pants often, but when I do, I love it.

I go into the living room, seeing that Deena has snacks and drinks set up, along with a stack of movies, videogames, and board games.

You can tell Deena lives for this shit.

The time for them to show up rolls around, and there's a knock at the door.  "I'll get it."  I say.

I walk over and look through the peephole, and sure enough, it's my bestie and the pain in my ass.

I open up.  "Hey, bestiiieee.  Ready to slumber party it up?"  Shayla says with a one-sided smile, showing some enthusiasm.

"As ready as I'll ever be."  I chuckle.  "Hey, Shay Shay!"  "Hey, Dee Dee!"  They both hug each other.

Dee Dee?  When the hell did that start?  Isn't Shayla always shitting bricks when she's around Deena?

We let them inside.  Wait a minute.  "Shayla, you have a Pillow Pet?"  I question, noticing the big pink pig Pillow Pet with a brow raised.  She also has a pink blanket with her.  She came prepared.

"Uh, sheeyeaaahhhh.  It's only, like, the BEST pillow for sleepovers."  Shayla is 9, not 18.

"Enough chitchat.  Let's get this party startedddd!"  Deena says excitedly.  We all walk over to the table in the center of the room.

"What y'all wanna do first?"  Deena inquires.  "Oo, movies!"  Shayla answers.

"I'm down with that."  Ms. Stevens says.  "Same."  I respond.  "Alrriight, movies it is then."

I've gotta say, Ms. Stevens looks kinda cute in her white T-shirt and Batman pajama pants.  It's like a cute little side to her I've never seen before.