Scream

"If you wanna scream yeah let me know and I'll take you there. Get you going like a-ooh baby, baby." – Usher

(Marissa's POV)

The party of the year was coming up, and I was super excited. My friends and I always loved to party; when we went out we got a little crazy. There had to be drugs and alcohol there, and that was why the Bradford's parties were so amazing. There were so many people that were going to be there.

My best friend, Megan, and I got ready at my house. I wore a skintight, strapless, hot pink dress that barely passed the middle of my thighs. Megan was a little more conservative, wearing tight jeans and a blue tube top.

We climbed into my light blue mustang with the top down and Scream by Usher blasting over the audio system. We had eaten a "special" brownie before we went, so we were already high. It was going to be so much fun.

(Brady's POV)

Collin and I went to the party together, since we didn't really want to hang out with the other guys. They always got too drunk, but we knew we would have to drive some of them home.

We got there and grabbed a can of Bud Lite off of the counter. I popped it open and took a long chug. Brady staid around for a while before he saw some girl walk in. Immediately, he walked over to her, leaving me in the dust.

I sat down on the couch and watched the people dancing. There were a couple slutty girls rubbing against each other and on guys before I saw her. She was among the sluts, trying to pull down her dress so it wouldn't show anything, but there was no chance she could cover it by the way she was dancing. She whipped her blonde hair around with the music, rubbing her voluptuous body on some guy I didn't know.

As soon as I saw him, I felt this unexplainable jolt of jealousy. I got up, walked over to her, grabbed her waist, and pushed her on me.

"Mmmm," she moaned, rubbing harder. "I like when they play rough."
This girl was so sexy. She bent over to touch her toes, rubbing her giant ass all over my cock. She turned me on so bad, but I didn't just want to fuck her. I wanted to love her.

Wait, love her? She was some slut I met at a party, except she wasn't a slut to me. She was a beautiful creature with a sexy side that was irresistible.

I later found out I imprinted on her.

After a couple minutes, she grabbed me by the hand and dragged me out of the room. I had no clue what she had in store, but I was excited. Maybe she would do what I so desperately wanted.

And indeed she did. She took me into the bathroom, climbed onto the counter, and pulled up the skirt of her dress.

"I'm a naughty girl," she breathed huskily. "Please teach me a lesson."
I smirked at her as I walked over to her. I ripped off her panties and stuck a finger into her heat. She moaned loudly, grabbed onto my hair, and bucked her hips against me to get me deeper.

"You're so fucking wet," I growled. "You're so tight."
She pushed me off, got on her knees, and pulled off my pants and boxers. She took my semi-hard length in her hand, stroking it hard. I moaned at her, and, unexpectedly, she wrapped her lips around my cock. I moaned loudly and grabbed the side of her head. I fucked her mouth so hard that she looked like she was going to throw up, but when I tried to push her away, she staid down. I moaned so loud, trying not to shoot my load in her mouth.

It was time for me to take charge. I pushed her off onto her back and ripped off clothes. She lay naked under me, with a smug little smirk on her face.

"I'm gonna wipe that fucking smirk off your face," I growled.

I pushed into her with such force that she screamed. I kept a steady, hard pace, making her scream with every thrust. Her face writhed in raw pleasure, and it turned me on so bad. I went on my knees, lifted her legs up, and gave myself a new position to fuck her in.

She screamed even louder until I felt her walls squeeze against my cock. She was coming, and it made me come so hard. I shot deep inside her. When I pulled out, cum oozed out of her perfect hole.

After a couple minutes, we both stood up. She cleaned herself off, kissed me, took my phone, and entered her number into him.

"Text me," she teased with a wink.

And that's what I did.