Sexy One Shots

Story 2: 1)Joanne and Daniel (boyxgirl)

Meet Joanne 18, socially awkward and always nervous  and a history of abuse. She looked like she's going to have a meltdown any minute. She didn't want to exist, to her existence was a burden, a pain.

Short and a little chubby as she was, she always underestimated herself, never considering herself a match to the beauty pageant winning girls in her class, her lack of self worth and insecurity made her forget about what she'd been adorned with, personality, average intelligence and looks, good enough to get by.

Joanne had felt like crap herself about her for a long time but this semester, she no more wanted any of that, so, she decided to crash a party with her friends, get drunk and have fun.

Her friends made her sit before the dressing table and gave her a good makeover. She wore a dress that wouldn't fit a 10 year old. She was covered under a thick layer of makeup. Joanne didn't feel very comfortable but she had already made up her mind.

She walked into the club with her friends and then thumping beats of music, alcohol immediately surrounded the hall. She slowly tore through the dancing crowd to go to the bar table while her friends danced with another group of their friends.

The mixed aroma of burnt tobacco, weed and alcohol felt a little nauseating to her but she had already made up her mind about the night. She gulped in a few shots of tequila, as she felt the burning liquid down her throat she felt relieved of all her problems.

Soon, she crashed the dancing mob, moving her body with the beats, dancing with anyone near her. The drinks did make her quite tipsy but it was relieving. She put her arms around some random older guy and danced with him, tall and quite pumped up he was. He moved his hands towards her perfect round ass.

Joanne didn't really think much before she crashed her lips against his while the guy ran his hand through her soft long hair, she could make out he had pretty green eyes.

They immediately left the party to go to a quieter place and the dining area in the corner most was just the right place.

"You're my food today...." The guy said in a seductive tone and pulled her closer.

"Mmmm——" She smiled and kissed him and they immediately started making out. At this point, Joanne wasn't really thinking straight, she didn't really know what she was doing or whether she really liked it.

The guy rolled his tongue inside her mouth while pressing her right breast Joanne closed her eyes and moaned every now and then but then suddenly something dawned on her.

This isn't right. I don't want to sleep with some random guy.....

She quickly pulled away, her head throbbing, her vision a little blurry, she could sense the confusion on the guy's face.

"I am sorry—-I just, I really have to be somewhere" She said, even her words didn't come out clearly. She was too drunk and tired and she felt like puking. She tried to get herself up but was quickly restrained back.

"Yeah, somewhere—-,with me——" The guy said pushing her back on the sofa, he softly planted kisses all over her neck. Joanne felt so good but she didn't want to, this was way too far.

"No please, really I have to go" She said looked up at the guy pleading him. The guy smiled and pushed her back even more and pulled back her hair completely overpowering her, rendering her vulnerable.

"Hey, I said——"

"Shhh——Be a good girl to me now, won't you?" He said seductively, tracing her red matte lipsticked lips.

Joanne smiled, she didn't want to do this at a nice party, on the night she wanted to have fun. She grabbed his head and slammed it across the wall with all her force, she knew a few tricks and all of them worked when she was bullied.

She got up, she wobbled a little but managed to stand upright, with almost a murderous impulse she grabbed his hair smashed it on the table causing him to fall off the sofa.

"I am drunk not stupid and weak , asshole!" She shouted, the guy just muttered curse words. By now, a small crowd had already gathered around, a small murmur filling the room. She pushed everyone aside to go the bathroom.

She sat on her knees, the fluid coming out of her burnt throat as she puked. A loud pitter pat of footsteps entered the empty room.

"Want me to hold your hair?" A deep voice said. Joanne just nodded. She wasn't quite done yet, barely holding herself as she puked repeatedly.

She felt much better but weak and exhausted, moreover embarrassed. The man helped her get up. Joanne's head throbbed but she could see clearly. She put her arms his neck while he gently held her by the waist.

She looked up. A familiar pair of dark blue eyes, freckled skin, messed up hair and piercings made her take a stroll down memory lane.

She jerked his hands off her.

"Stay the fuck away from me—-"