Headmaster Styles
L.A. Baby
“Oh just you wait baby. We’ll rule this city.”
March 29, 2012
Los Angeles, California
“Come on. I can’t wait to see the inside!” I exclaimed as we hauled our luggage into the motel.
“Okay, okay.” Harry laughed a little and we ran up the stairs until we reached the fourth floor. I leaned back on the wall while Harry fished for the key in his pocket. “You ready?” He asked, smiling.
I nodded my head and he slowly opened the door. And I loved it. The kitchen was small and cozy, and it had tile on the floors. The living room area had carpet and there was a large couch and a flat screen. I walked into the bedroom and smiled. It was just like Harry’s bed, only bigger.
“You don’t like it, do you?” He tossed the suitcases on the bed after I did.
“I love it! It’s perfect.” I leaned against the doorframe and he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“I’m really glad you like it. Plus, there’s a private beach outside so only the residents can access it. That means we can go skinny dipping.” He raised his eyebrows, flirting with me.
“You are such a pig.” I snorted and he grinned at me.
“You wanna go to the pool?” He asked and I smiled bigger.
“There’s a pool!” I said excitedly and he nodded.
“But, you can only go to the pool of you promise to wear a blue bikini like you did last time.” He is being so flirty! I love this…
“But it’s dark.” I whined and he smiled.
“No one will be able to see us then.” He let go of my legs and walked to the bathroom. But then he came back out without any clothes on and I shrieked. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it, so hush.” He winked at me and I covered my mouth to hide my smile. Then he walked into the bathroom to change into his trunks.
I walked over to my suitcase and hunted for my baby blue bikini. Once I found it, I slid my clothes off and only had time to put the bottoms on before Harry walked out of the bathroom.
“Ana!” He hollered and I put my arms over my chest.
“What?” I giggled and he walked over to the window.
“You left the blinds open.” He muttered and closed the curtains on the window. “Now come here, let me kiss you.” He gave me a grin and I picked up my bikini top before walking over to him.
He slipped my top on and ran his hands over my breasts and smiled at me again before kissing me. His lips slowly slid over mine again and again, and my body shook for more of his touch.
He lifted me up again and sat down on the bed, letting me sit on his lap. I ran my hands over his shoulders and he let out a sharp breath through his nose as he kissed me harder.
He grabbed my hips and laid down, taking me with him so that I was laying on top of him. Then I went with my instinct and began rocking my hips against his. His tongue slid in my mouth and I melted on top of him.
He ran his hands down my body and his middle finger got caught in my bikini strap on the side, making him uncover my hip.
I rocked harder on top of him and he groaned in my mouth, flicking his tongue harder against mine. He pulled his fingers through my hair and I felt this session getting more intense by the second.
I accidentally bit his tongue and he pushed my head down so I would kiss him better. He then pulled his tongue from my mouth and just kissed me.
“I don’t want to go to the pool now. I need alcohol to keep myself from physically destroying you.” He rasped when he pulled his lips from mine.
“Well,” I sat up and he rested himself up on his elbows. “L.A. does have a lot of beach parties. Maybe we could go to one of those.”
“You are insane. A beach party on the first night here? Your mind is fantastic.” I leaned down and kissed him one more time before climbing off of him.
I slipped on some white lace shorts, a loose blue tank, and my tan flip flops. I put my hair in a messy bun and Harry slipped on his shirt.
“Come on.” I jumped up and down and we both rushed to the door.
Once we made it outside and down the street, I already saw blue and pink lights flickering on and off about a block down the road. There was a lot of cheering, and I know there was a lot of people there.
“I spy with my little eye..” He muttered and I pushed my shoulder into his. “Come on, girl.” He threw me over his shoulder and I giggled as he ran to the flashing lights.
When he sat me down, we stood in front of the gate to the beach. I saw half naked girls in bikini’s and drunk guys partying hard. I saw two 6-foot speakers and about seven coolers of beer and vodka. So this is how L.A. people party?
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Harry asked me quietly and I nodded my head.
“Woah! Look at this! We got some newcomers!” A guy with sandy blonde hair and a surfer suit on came running up to the gate. “Say, what’s your name beautiful?”
“Oh, my name is Harry.” Harry said in a girly voice and the guy let out a hearty laugh. “And this is my girl, Ana.”
“Y’all new down here?” He was clearly buzzed.
“Yeah. Just settled down.” I said and he threw up his hands a few times.
“Alright, alright. I’ll grab you a few beers while you take your shirts off, and then we can get you in this party.” He opened the gate and I saw a pile of shirts on the sand.
“Come on, let’s just do it.” I said and Harry looked sternly at me.
“If someone tries to touch you, I’m kicking someone’s ass.” He said and I giggled again.
“Nobody is going to touch me.” I slipped my shirt off over my head and he did the same. “Now let’s go sit down for a minute.”
After we sat down, the sandy surfer guy walked back up to us with a couple of beers. “There’s so many damn people here I had trouble finding you.” He laughed at himself and I shook my head. “Have fun you two, and if you wanna have sex, there’s a shed over there.” He winked and then walked away.
We sat there for a moment and I jumped when Harry put his hand on my bare thigh. “You wanna dance with me, Miss Greene?”
“Oh Headmaster Styles. Like you even had to ask.” I put my hand over my chest and he grabbed my other hand, taking me up to the dancing crowd.
The music was so loud that I couldn’t even hear the words to the song. But I heard the beat and just went along with it.
Harry pulled my hips from behind and pulled me into him, making me sway my hips. “Just like this baby.” He whispered, using his hands to rock my hips from side to side.
I continued to do so, and he began to slide his hands up and down my torso, making me lean against him.
I heard him groan and felt him nibble on my ear as I slid my body down his. When I made it back up, he sent kisses down my neck and I tangled my fingers through his hair.
“Wooh!” The surfer guy walked up to us and twerked on us, making me laugh. “Get it down bitches.” He twerked harder, and I don’t even think he knew he was doing it he was so drunk.
So I went along with him and twerked against Harry. Once I was finished laughing and surfer guy stood back up, Harry grabbed my hand and I looked at him.
“Am I learning something new about you everyday or something?” He smirked and I put my hands on his waist, swaying it from side to side.
“Maybe…” I smiled and he put his hands on my back.
When I dropped down to the ground, everyone had stood away from us and we were standing in the middle of the crowd.
“I didn’t expect that to happen.” I mumbled, and Harry grinned widely, putting his hands on the back of my thighs and moving his body with mine.
Then, just as we were dancing alone in the Bently gym, he leaned me backwards and slowly kissed my exploited chest, letting his lips linger on my skin as I came back up.
Surfer guy clapped at us and everyone continued dancing.
“We need to leave.” Harry came up to me after I grabbed a drink and I gave him a frown. “We need to leave, Anastasia. Now.”
“Why?” I asked and he put his hand on my neck.
“Because…” His hand landed on my thigh and he licked his lips. “We just really need to leave.”
“But I’m not even drunk yet.” I whined and he smirked.
“Fine. A few more drinks.” His statement was a lie because we both ended up wasted, and we could barely walk back to the motel.
“Harry!” My voice was high and I was giggling more than needed.
“Anastasia.” He groaned in my ear and we collapsed onto the bed. “I want this bikini off of you.” He tried to take it off but failed, and I giggled in his ear.
I loosened the tie on the back of the top of my bikini and his eyes grew when it slipped from my body.
“It’s like… I’ve never seen you naked before bébé.” His fingers slowly traced my chest and it gave me chills. “Do you wanna take a shower?”
“A shower? Now? I’m not even that dirty but sure.” I slid off of the bed and laughed when I hit my toe on the corner of it.
“No,” He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him. “I want you to take a shower with me.”
March 29, 2012
Los Angeles, California
“Come on. I can’t wait to see the inside!” I exclaimed as we hauled our luggage into the motel.
“Okay, okay.” Harry laughed a little and we ran up the stairs until we reached the fourth floor. I leaned back on the wall while Harry fished for the key in his pocket. “You ready?” He asked, smiling.
I nodded my head and he slowly opened the door. And I loved it. The kitchen was small and cozy, and it had tile on the floors. The living room area had carpet and there was a large couch and a flat screen. I walked into the bedroom and smiled. It was just like Harry’s bed, only bigger.
“You don’t like it, do you?” He tossed the suitcases on the bed after I did.
“I love it! It’s perfect.” I leaned against the doorframe and he picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
“I’m really glad you like it. Plus, there’s a private beach outside so only the residents can access it. That means we can go skinny dipping.” He raised his eyebrows, flirting with me.
“You are such a pig.” I snorted and he grinned at me.
“You wanna go to the pool?” He asked and I smiled bigger.
“There’s a pool!” I said excitedly and he nodded.
“But, you can only go to the pool of you promise to wear a blue bikini like you did last time.” He is being so flirty! I love this…
“But it’s dark.” I whined and he smiled.
“No one will be able to see us then.” He let go of my legs and walked to the bathroom. But then he came back out without any clothes on and I shrieked. “It’s not like you haven’t seen it, so hush.” He winked at me and I covered my mouth to hide my smile. Then he walked into the bathroom to change into his trunks.
I walked over to my suitcase and hunted for my baby blue bikini. Once I found it, I slid my clothes off and only had time to put the bottoms on before Harry walked out of the bathroom.
“Ana!” He hollered and I put my arms over my chest.
“What?” I giggled and he walked over to the window.
“You left the blinds open.” He muttered and closed the curtains on the window. “Now come here, let me kiss you.” He gave me a grin and I picked up my bikini top before walking over to him.
He slipped my top on and ran his hands over my breasts and smiled at me again before kissing me. His lips slowly slid over mine again and again, and my body shook for more of his touch.
He lifted me up again and sat down on the bed, letting me sit on his lap. I ran my hands over his shoulders and he let out a sharp breath through his nose as he kissed me harder.
He grabbed my hips and laid down, taking me with him so that I was laying on top of him. Then I went with my instinct and began rocking my hips against his. His tongue slid in my mouth and I melted on top of him.
He ran his hands down my body and his middle finger got caught in my bikini strap on the side, making him uncover my hip.
I rocked harder on top of him and he groaned in my mouth, flicking his tongue harder against mine. He pulled his fingers through my hair and I felt this session getting more intense by the second.
I accidentally bit his tongue and he pushed my head down so I would kiss him better. He then pulled his tongue from my mouth and just kissed me.
“I don’t want to go to the pool now. I need alcohol to keep myself from physically destroying you.” He rasped when he pulled his lips from mine.
“Well,” I sat up and he rested himself up on his elbows. “L.A. does have a lot of beach parties. Maybe we could go to one of those.”
“You are insane. A beach party on the first night here? Your mind is fantastic.” I leaned down and kissed him one more time before climbing off of him.
I slipped on some white lace shorts, a loose blue tank, and my tan flip flops. I put my hair in a messy bun and Harry slipped on his shirt.
“Come on.” I jumped up and down and we both rushed to the door.
Once we made it outside and down the street, I already saw blue and pink lights flickering on and off about a block down the road. There was a lot of cheering, and I know there was a lot of people there.
“I spy with my little eye..” He muttered and I pushed my shoulder into his. “Come on, girl.” He threw me over his shoulder and I giggled as he ran to the flashing lights.
When he sat me down, we stood in front of the gate to the beach. I saw half naked girls in bikini’s and drunk guys partying hard. I saw two 6-foot speakers and about seven coolers of beer and vodka. So this is how L.A. people party?
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Harry asked me quietly and I nodded my head.
“Woah! Look at this! We got some newcomers!” A guy with sandy blonde hair and a surfer suit on came running up to the gate. “Say, what’s your name beautiful?”
“Oh, my name is Harry.” Harry said in a girly voice and the guy let out a hearty laugh. “And this is my girl, Ana.”
“Y’all new down here?” He was clearly buzzed.
“Yeah. Just settled down.” I said and he threw up his hands a few times.
“Alright, alright. I’ll grab you a few beers while you take your shirts off, and then we can get you in this party.” He opened the gate and I saw a pile of shirts on the sand.
“Come on, let’s just do it.” I said and Harry looked sternly at me.
“If someone tries to touch you, I’m kicking someone’s ass.” He said and I giggled again.
“Nobody is going to touch me.” I slipped my shirt off over my head and he did the same. “Now let’s go sit down for a minute.”
After we sat down, the sandy surfer guy walked back up to us with a couple of beers. “There’s so many damn people here I had trouble finding you.” He laughed at himself and I shook my head. “Have fun you two, and if you wanna have sex, there’s a shed over there.” He winked and then walked away.
We sat there for a moment and I jumped when Harry put his hand on my bare thigh. “You wanna dance with me, Miss Greene?”
“Oh Headmaster Styles. Like you even had to ask.” I put my hand over my chest and he grabbed my other hand, taking me up to the dancing crowd.
The music was so loud that I couldn’t even hear the words to the song. But I heard the beat and just went along with it.
Harry pulled my hips from behind and pulled me into him, making me sway my hips. “Just like this baby.” He whispered, using his hands to rock my hips from side to side.
I continued to do so, and he began to slide his hands up and down my torso, making me lean against him.
I heard him groan and felt him nibble on my ear as I slid my body down his. When I made it back up, he sent kisses down my neck and I tangled my fingers through his hair.
“Wooh!” The surfer guy walked up to us and twerked on us, making me laugh. “Get it down bitches.” He twerked harder, and I don’t even think he knew he was doing it he was so drunk.
So I went along with him and twerked against Harry. Once I was finished laughing and surfer guy stood back up, Harry grabbed my hand and I looked at him.
“Am I learning something new about you everyday or something?” He smirked and I put my hands on his waist, swaying it from side to side.
“Maybe…” I smiled and he put his hands on my back.
When I dropped down to the ground, everyone had stood away from us and we were standing in the middle of the crowd.
“I didn’t expect that to happen.” I mumbled, and Harry grinned widely, putting his hands on the back of my thighs and moving his body with mine.
Then, just as we were dancing alone in the Bently gym, he leaned me backwards and slowly kissed my exploited chest, letting his lips linger on my skin as I came back up.
Surfer guy clapped at us and everyone continued dancing.
“We need to leave.” Harry came up to me after I grabbed a drink and I gave him a frown. “We need to leave, Anastasia. Now.”
“Why?” I asked and he put his hand on my neck.
“Because…” His hand landed on my thigh and he licked his lips. “We just really need to leave.”
“But I’m not even drunk yet.” I whined and he smirked.
“Fine. A few more drinks.” His statement was a lie because we both ended up wasted, and we could barely walk back to the motel.
“Harry!” My voice was high and I was giggling more than needed.
“Anastasia.” He groaned in my ear and we collapsed onto the bed. “I want this bikini off of you.” He tried to take it off but failed, and I giggled in his ear.
I loosened the tie on the back of the top of my bikini and his eyes grew when it slipped from my body.
“It’s like… I’ve never seen you naked before bébé.” His fingers slowly traced my chest and it gave me chills. “Do you wanna take a shower?”
“A shower? Now? I’m not even that dirty but sure.” I slid off of the bed and laughed when I hit my toe on the corner of it.
“No,” He grabbed my arm and pulled me into him. “I want you to take a shower with me.”
@kkgal14
I think the Google things is fixed now! Has she tried it?
Probably not, it has been a good 4 months lol
I miss this story :-(
10/14/15