Heather was in the kitchen area with everyone else for breakfast, but only decided to drink a smoothie. She felt many of the other losers eyes on her, and not liked the feeling of everyone looking at her like an alien, she irritatingly asked, "What is it that you losers want from me? Is there something that is bothering you all? Just ask."
"Well, we are looking at you because you are... by yourself, though we know he went in your room last night," Sierra explained nosily, and with a smirk on her face. She gleamed up in interest, grabbing her phone, ready to type, "So Heather, what did you two do last night? What did you talk about? I am DYING to know. I need to update my fans, and they are already pissed off that I have not updated them."
Cameron was still not really into Sierra's behavior, and was still apprehensive about her, "Sierra, how about you let their business stay between them. You wonder why people are uncomfortable with you, but you do this."
She was awkwardly sitting down with the others, and just drank down until her drink, until her... significant other walked to sit beside her, and sending her a peck on her cheek, "Good morning my precious Heather. Sorry I left you alone here, but I had to move my stuff into my new room."
Everyone was either eating, drinking, or sitting silently, and no one spoke for a few minutes, with everyone being pre-occupied with their own thing. Still unknown about the entire idea of Playa des Losers, Alejandro had to ask the others what to do, "This... sitting on the sidelines thing is... unfamiliar to me. What do you all do? Are you all forced to stay together? Can you leave the premises? This is all so... new to me, though I was not supposed to be here anyways."
"Well, we are not forced to stay together, which is good with the people who are here... And instead of being annoyed that you are here, you should be thankful that you were not here a lot earlier," Sam replied with snide.
Heather immediately rolled her eyes at Sam, "Yes Sam, you have said that time and time again for the last week. We get it; you do not like Alejandro, but I still do not understand this vendetta. You really need to stop starting flames that you know you won't be able to cool down."
"Don't stress your beautiful self on this... specimen; though it is honorable that you defended me," thanked Alejandro, as he grabbed her hand to hold softly. He turned to Sam with the biggest smirk on his face, "I think Sam's issue with me is extremely clear. I have everything that he wants, but cannot have. I have the accolades towards a successful career and to get into the most successful schools. I have the fit body that attracts the women and the opportunities that he has never had. His flubber says it all. And I have a beautiful feisty woman, while he has a monster for a girlfriend, who is only with him because she has no one else."
Anger was all over Sam's face, and he had to instantly get up and storm out of the dining area. Sierra and Lindsay went running after the crying Sam, while Cameron did nothing but shake his head, "How mean," before running off with them.
Duncan, Lightning, and Jo did not bother to say anything, as the 5 of them sat there awkwardly. Wanting to leave, Heather grabbed Al's hand, announcing, "I will take you on the tour around playa," right before the two of them took off.
The two were walking around Playa de losers, and Heather was playing the role of the tour guide. She pointed to the few small shacks, "Well, that is where the massage area is, and the other shack is the casino area. I have personally never went to the casino area, since everyone else is there, and I do not want to be there with all of the others in there during the evening."
"Well, it is about late morning, and early afternoon, so let's go there now," he more so told her than offered. They both walked into the casino area, and he went to a table with cards, "Let's play some cards."
Heather sat down with him, and as he shoveled the colors, she had to call him out on something, "When you were arguing with Sam at breakfast, I noticed that you called me your girlfriend... Like... you see me as your girlfriend?" with softness in her voice.
Alejandro was separating the cards into two piles, as he looked into her grey eyes, "I would like for you to be my girlfriend. Is that an issue? You can put down the first card."
She picked up her stack of cards, and put down an 8 of spades, blushing from getting nervous, "I... I do not... Maybe... You will have to really impress me."
"Alright. Since you know a lot about me, why don't you tell me about yourself? I love hearing you speak from those luscious lips. The only thing I know is that you are half white, and half asian." He put down a 6 of spades.
Heather was trying to look for a card that she can put down, but put down a 6 of clover. She immediately corrected him, "I am not half Caucasian, and half Asian. I am 3/4 Japanese, and a quarter white. My father is half and half. There is not much to know, really... McMaster University is kind of boring, but I need a degree. I do miss the sushi that my mother sends me. Anyways, I am pretty boring."
Alejandro could not help but grin at her uneasiness, "How interesting... I transferred to McMaster this coming September too. And I am sure that you are not boring. I will find out more on our date."
When he got up to leave, Heather was a bit shocked, "Where are you going?"
"Well, I think I have seen enough of Playa for now, and while I love spending time with you, I have not really been by myself since I came here. And now that I have my journal, I need to write," he stated matter of factly. Alejandro went back to kiss her on the cheek, before leaving, "I will see you later."
Heather was in her ballet outfit, and made it down to the dance studio. She placed her bag down, and placed her right leg on the bar to stretch, and switched to stretch her other leg seconds later. Her heels were put together, and her toes were pointed away from one another. Her arms were formed in the form of a circle, before doing the second position, extending her arms and legs repeatedly for a few moments, only to placing one foot in front of the next, in the middle section of the back foot. One arm was moved to the side, as the other was up in the air, "Gosh, I have not done this in a bit. Gotta get back into the swing of things."
She then started her ballet spins and leaps across the room, letting the exhilarating dance take over her body. Ballet has been one of her favorite activities to do for as long as she can remember, and was one of the only programs that her parents out into that she liked.
Alejandro was walking through the halls, and noticed through the side of his eye that she was dancing her graceful ballet routines. Watching her was like watching a graceful swan or a flamingo, which a part of him was a bit envious of, though it was something that he appreciated. He could not help but clap her hands, causing her to stop, "I have to say, you have a beautiful gift. Though I have been blessed with many talents, I was ever given the talent to prevail in ballet. You always shock me."
"How is it shocking that I do ballet? I did it on the first season, and I am sure that you can do it, since you are perfect in everything. Do a normal ballet position with your feet together, and bend down," she instructed, as he walked into the room more.
He took off his shoes, and tried to point his toes away from one another, which was more complicated than he thought, "I think I might be able to do this. So bend down, and keep my feet together?" His legs started to bend, and his feet started to turn, strain and struggle being shown on his face, right before giving up. Alejandro shook off his legs, and walked to hold her waist, "How about we do another dance, and you can teach me ballet another day?"
Their hands were locked, and their bodies were pressed together, "Now my type of dance involves a lot of hip and leg movement," moving one hand to her lower back. "You need to move my legs when I move, and just go with the flow. If you screw up, I will just lead; just how you like it."
"I do not need for you to take the lead, and to tell me how to salsa," Heather smugly replied, as they both stated to move their legs in sync, back and forth. He started to spin her around with his arms, and drove her back into his strong arms. She could not deny the growing dampness in her nether area, "I have to say, you are not bad. Smooth, but firm."
He had to make an innuendo, "You know that I am smooth but firm with every thrust and swift move I make." The two of them continued to twist and dance across the dance floor, pulling, and tugging one another with seductive movements; neither slowing down, and moving like they are a pair, and with no sign of stopping.
It is a few hours away, and Heather is sitting patiently at the kitchen table. Everyone else was outside, and Alejandro had something planned, "Whatever he is going to do is interesting. Dressing up and everything? He is really trying to get some tonight."
"Close your eyes mi amor. I do not want you to see this," he chanted, as he approached her, and placed a bunch of different types of sushi in front of the table. As he put a wine glass on the table, Alejandro took her hands, and took them off her eyes, "Since I learned that you are Japanese, I got you Japanese food."
Heather could not help but chuckle from his cheap, predictable, but nice effort, "Well, thanks Alejandro. Sushi is a favorite of mine." She was about to take the chopsticks, only for him to take them up, pick up a piece of sushi, and dip it into a bunch of wasabi sauce, causing her to panic, "DON'T DO THAT..."
He was about to put it in her mouth, but was confused with her reaction, "Why do you not want the sushi?"
"Why don't you try it," she offered, trying not to burst out of laughter. Alejandro put it in his mouth, and almost immediately, his eyes bulged out, and his entire face went red, as the spiciness took complete control of his body, spitting out the sushi, and trying to deal with the burn of the spiciness. Heather burst out laughing, "Wasabi is a type of spice that us Japanese uses, which is why you... only take a little bit of it. I thought your... what was it, your latin blood takes well to spice."
He could not help but glare at her, though he was trying hard not to smile from the silliness of it, "I was not expecting that. It is rare for me to eat Japanese food. Now tell me more about your culture, and the types of sushi. I just chose a bunch of random ones."
Heather struggled to think of what to tell him, "Well, I went to Japan once. I hate the white makeup that they wear; you know, the geisha style. Apparently my mother was one, and when my father came over to Japan for a visit, they had a scandalous affair. Some geishas are like singers and stuff, but others are prostitutes."
Alejandro looked at his date weirdly, trying not to show any signs of disgust by her parents story, "I... wait, what? Did you just call your mother a prostitute?" He poured them both a glass of wine, and they both started drinking.
"You wanted to get to know me, so I am telling you stuff to get to know me. Yes, I did call my mother an escort, since she was one. Anyways, they had this affair, and my father was married to my older siblings mother. Since my mother was such the gold digger, she continued the affair, and even met his wife. So she ended up pregnant with me, and then he moved her over to Canada. I was born, and my mother was the mistress that was living in the same home as my father and his wife, until his wife left her children with him, and never came back," Heather lightly explained her conception, like it is no big deal. She took another drink, and felt it travel through her body, starting to slowly move and giggle, "Wha...what if I was a geisha stripper? Could you imagine that?"
He continued to drink, and eat some of the sushi, "That would be riveting to say the least, but I am sure that doing a Japanese dance in a short shirt and a belly top is not appropriate." Her slow but provocative moves were definitely proving to be something that him and the tent on his shorts could not ignore.
Heather got up and walked over to sit and straddle his lap, feeling the poke under his pants. She started grazing and moving her hips on top of him, caressing his bulging biceps and triceps, "My mother would do things like this, and maybe... this," leaning her face to give him a tantalizing, steamy kiss, which he soon replied positively to.
The two of them were making out in the hallway; Alejandro cupping her ass, as her legs and arms were wrapped around him. Her tongue was deep in his mouth, and they soon reached to his door, which was already partially opened. Their tongue battle continued as they entered the room, and fell on the bed. He broke the kiss, which caused her to lean closer to him in an attempt to catch his luscious lips, which he chuckled at, "Haha, not yet. Tell me you love me first."
"You have got to be kidding me. Since when has that ever stopped us from having sex?" whined Heather, clamping her legs to ignore the burning sensation between them.
He leaned in closer to hiss her neck, breathing out needingly, "Say that you love me," nipping softly on her neck. The feminine moans were so soothing to his ear, and drew him in more, and tightening his pants.
She felt the pulsating bulge running her increasingly lubed and moistened pussy throb, and her nipples hardened from need, pressing her body on him, and moaning aloud, "Ooh, I do. I love you Alejandro. Now love me, and touch, and sex me now. I need it." Her hands instantly went to remove his muscle shirt, and to caress and grope his defined arms and chest, loving the god-like body, and growing more wet from the sight and touch, "Please put it in now."
Heather's top was instantly removed by Alejandro's grabby, needy, and aggressive hands, and when his hands eagerly moved to her bottoms, his mouth went to circle and suck on her tender nipples, which immediately grew harder. Her shorts were soon removed, and Heather breathed out a greedy moan, "Put. It. In. Me."
As he was starting to remove his shorts, she angrily groaned, and slapped his hands to take off his shorts, underwear, and pulled his shaft in her soaking womb. His face instantly relaxed when he slowly inserted himself into her pulsating and warm vagina, pushing her lower lips apart, and stretching her hole to wrap nicely around him.
He grinned and deeply moaned as all of the inches of his hot cock entered her lovehole, slowly thrusting and gyrating his hips, trying not to rush the intimate moment. Heather wrapped her legs around his thighs, and slowly groaned from his slow but deep movements. Her hands were caressing his defined back, and her hot hisses were hitting his ear, "You feel so nice Heather. Better and better within each time we do it. It seems like you have well adjusted to my girth instantly."
The inches that made his cock was teasing her aching vagina with the slow thrusts, and only a few inches of him splitting apart her wet hole, groaning softly, "Feels good, but I am sick of you going light. Go deeper," as she clutched his ass, and forced him to ravage her cunt with the entire length and width of his cock. She could not help but cry out when his head was in the depths of her starved pussy, and trembled from the sudden fullness, "Aaahhhhh Alejandro, like that."
"Perfect my queen," Alejandro longingly breathed out, rising his waist, so only the head of his shaft was in her soaking cunt, before ramming back into her with a driving pull that caused the both to shiver. Her nails dug into his ass as he forcefully shoved his cock in her deeper and deeper than the thrust before, not stopping with his fast and deep fucks in her heavenly cunt. The latin man whimpered from her touches and her tightening more around him, "Si, si, si mi amor. I feel your juices lubing my love gun," with his testicles continuing to slap her ass. He felt the slight soreness of his arm, and knew that he had to take it easy, demanding her, "Get on top of me, and make love to me. My arm needs the rest."
Heather completely forgot about his still injured arm, and the two of them were almost immediately flipped in their positions. She lustfully gazed at his caramel figure, rubbing her soft hands to caress his bulging pectorals, his washboard abs, and his slightly trimmed brown pubic hair, only to trail her hands back on his chest to pinch his erect nipples, "You are such a sexy man. So beautiful, naughty, filling, and adonis-like." She gyrated her hips on top of his thick shaft slowly, shivering softly from the different angle his thick cock was giving her wet vaginal lips.
Alejandro was growing goosebumps all over his body. His cock was pulsating from the different position that she was tightening him with, and her tweaking and pulling his nipples were turning him on in a different way. His firm hands went to her bouncing breasts, and fondled the feminine lumps that he is now oh-so familiar with. The both of them started to constantly moan as she fucked him faster and faster around his flinching shaft with her wet, twitching vagina, which was glistening his manhood with her vaginal fluids. His emerald eyes longingly connected with her gray eyes with a sense of vulnerability and a love that was not expressed through their faces before. She pulled herself into his face for a steamy kiss, as she slapped her hips up and over his cock, which twitched his legs and feet.
His hands made it to her ass, as he slammed her hips up and down his manhood roughly, causing her to moan sharply and aggressively in his mouth, as they were in an entangled tongue wrestle, causing heather to tighten her pussy walls more than she ever has whenever they were penetrating one another. Heather ran her hands through Alejandro's sticky and sweaty hair, capturing and sucking on his bottom lip in a sexy frenzy, "Ahhhh Alejandro. You're soo good. I love your fine ass."
He oozed from Heather's fluids dripping onto his testicles, and growled at the fact that her hair was still in a ponytail, which he soon took out to reveal her loosened, waist-length hair. "I am sick of seeing that ponytail. I know that you put it like that because you have insecurities about your hair, but you really look best without it, my girlfriend," assured Alejandro, as he sat up, so they were both in the sitting position on the bed, with her legs on top of his.
"I... I put it like that because of all of the thinness I suffered with my hair after... ahhh, you feel soo good," she moaned, as she clawed his back aggressively, straddling his thick penis with her tight and attention starved vagina lips. The neck of hers was soon assaulted by Alejandro's fiery and passionate lips and teeth, as he nipped and sucked on it, causing her to groan darkly, and getting more turned on, as her breasts and stomach were rubbing against his pecs and abs, feeling lighter all over her body. Their thrusts continued to meet in a frantic and rigid pace, and she knew that her body was about to give up on her, causing her to whisper in his ear, "Finish off with a quick 69. I am almost there."
Alejandro's sexual drive went up in that moment, so he went on his back, and flipped Heather, so her face was right in front of his pointy dick. He licked his fingers, and shoved two of them in her ass to finger, right before assaulting her wet pussy lips by lapping them up between his lips, and devouring the folds with her mouth. After rubbing and pinching her clit with his other hand, a hungry scream came from her mouth, and only made his cock twitch from the pleasing moans that she was releasing. "Mmmmmmmmmmpppphhhh," he muffled, flicking the lips around before plummeting his snake, like tongue in her vagina, exploring every corner he can. A moan was released, as her mouth wrapped around his penis.
She was moaning from his ministrations on her vagina and ass, as she went down to bob her mouth up and down his being and twitching member, taking most of his cock in her mouth by one thrust, not caring that his delicious cock was being smothered by her saliva. Her hands started to fondle and tug on his balls, which she was definitely having fun with, and could feel that he was moaning in her soaked cunt, and that he was enjoying this from his throbbing dick. Her breathing was being blocked, so she popped from his shaft, licking her lips, "Mmmmm. I love blowing you." Her other hand started to pump his impressive length, as she swirled and nipped her tongue and teeth on his head, feeling his body jolt.
The fluids and the gigantic releases from the both of them were definitely building up, as his tongue flicking her G-Spot was causing her to tremble her entire body, and her biting, licking, and stroking his genitals were tightening his balls for a big blow. Neither needed to say anything, as their heavy and quick pants revealed to one another that they were having a huge climax. Alejandro blew his semen all in Heather's mouth, almost at the exact same time she erupted all over his mouth, which he definitely swallowed and licked off all of the reminisce off her cunt.
She flipped over to lay herself beside him, heavily panting about the sex they just had, "Well...that was good...boyfriend. The date, dinner, the sex...especially the sex. The entire day was great."
His eyes lit up like a little child getting a present from her referring to him as a boyfriend, which he did not hold back his excitement, "Boyfriend? You actually called me your boyfriend. Spending the full day with you was amazing." They both went under the sheets, as he brought over close to him, so they could cuddle, "I have to say that it is nice to spend time with you in a non-competitive atmosphere. Today has been one of the most peaceful days I have had in a while, girlfriend."
Heather turned to him to give him a tender kiss, smiling at him, "It really has been. You definitely mesmerize me in many ways. I just want this to continue," as she used her leg to rub up on his legs, and to twirl his hair. He grabbed her waists, and the two engaged in a heated make out session.