Taking an Earned Shower (Courtney Satasori), now closed

Just as Courtney began to lick one final time up his cock and then turn it into a blow job, she looked up at the clock."CRAP!", she yelled and jumped off Matt, running into a her shower. She turned on the water as fast as she could and began to wash her body again, trying to get clean from all of her..well..you know.."Crap, crap, crap, cra-ppp!", she chanted as she washed her body all over again. She did this in a matter of seconds, then dashed out, dripping wet and she grabbed the towel that Matt had used and began to dry off. She realized Matt was lying stunned on the floor."Match, couple of minutes", she breathed out and began to slide on her fighting trunks, with the TAPOUT logo on them, and her two brown tank tops, her fighting attire.

Matt was close to reaching his climax as Courtney kept up his pleasureable treament. He was sure it was going to happen and he didn't care if it did. He was so close to it, when Courtney suddenly stopped.

Matt blinked when Courtney got off him, and then she suddenly ran off into the shower. Matt, unfortunately was left laying there, competely confused, and a now immensly uncomfortable erection. "Are you fucking kidding me!?!" he shouted where Courtney had gone. Matt continued to lay there, not comfortable enough to move yet, when Courtney came back out of the shower, and then heard her explanation. "Oh," Matt panted, still very uncomfortable. "Right, against Adrian something. Well......I'm so glad we can leave things this way." His voice was dripping with sarcasm.

Courtney narrowed her eyes as she struggled to put on her tank top from rushing."I will come over there and kill you if you dont shut up", she hissed took out a comb and began to violently yank the tangles out of her hair. She saw someone's bag, a boy's, and went over to it. She shuffled around in his stuff and then found what she was looking for-a playboy magizine."Typical boys", she muttered and threw the magazine onto Matt's chest."Finish up what I started", she muttered as she went back over to her locker, fighting a tangle.(LOL IM ROTFLAMO).

When the magazine landed on Matt's chest he picked it up to see what it was. His eyes widened at the all too familiar magazine. His eyes narrowed on Courtney, but he didn't argue either. Without another word he got back up, and headed off to the bathrooms with the magazine in his hand.

About a minute later Matt came back out of the bathrooom, looking much more refreshed than before. He threw the PlayBoy aside and sighed. "Don't ever do that again," he growled to Courtney.

"Or what?", she hissed as she slipped on a splint for her bad ankle that she had broken twice before."I gave you the time of your life, and you got to finish up looking at beautiful women who are way more prettier and skinnier than me", she growled and began walked to the shower and shoved her bath stuff into her bag, along with her dirty clothes."Your the one who pressed up against my chest, wanting sex after I beat the hell out of you", she hissed once more, clenching her fists and narrowing her eyes at the boy, her eyes flaming.

Matt raised an eyebrow at Courtney's sudden change of mood. She was completely different from what they just went through together. "Gee, I guess I was thrown off a bit when you started kissing me," Matt shot back. Courtney had actualy kissed Matt severa times before their sexcapade escalated. It wasn't terribly important but Matt felt like it should be noted. "And by the way, it was hardly the time of my life. If the last bit had anything to say about it. Try not to flatter yourself so much."

Courtney heard a low, deep growl start in her throat and looked over at Matt, her eyes going dark and cold. She suddenly snapped."GAAAHH!", she cried out and lunged herself at Matt and knocked him down. She sat on his chest and began to punch repeatidly hard on his face, anger blocking out any sort of reasoning.

Matt's eyes widened a little when Coutney charged at him, but at this point he was largely unsurprised by her behaviour. He was ready for this attack. He would swiftly dodge to the side of her attack and stick out his foot so she woud trip over it, and fall face first onto the floor.

"Ack", she breathed out as she hit the floor, but out of her immense anger she quickly spun, on all fours, and grabbed his leg. She pulled, yanking him off balance and lunged onto his back. She slid her arm around his neck and yanked up, tightly coiling her arm around the length of his neck. She sat on his back choking him."How dare you say something like that", she spat and hissed, a unhealthy mixture of anger and sadness. A tear dropped from her eye, thinking of a boy back home who she really loved, but he didnt love her back. They were best friends, and they always wrestled, played baseball and football, and did everything together. Hell, they slept in the same bed together, even one night slept tightly coiled around each other, a cold winter night, sleeping on the floor. One day she told him she loved him, and it all went downhill, the two breaking out into a similar fight."Brent", she muttered his name and began to sqeeze Matt's neck tighter and tighter, thinking of the painfull memories.

Matt was about to wak away and leave Courtney to her unexplained anger when she unexpectedy yanked on his foot. With a surprised cry he was taken down, and the girl was staddling and pinning him again. Then he felt her arm loop around his neck, and yanked up, cruelly choking him as well as straining his back. He grunted and flailed, trying to escape but finding no way. And then he heard Courtney whisper a name, some guy named Brent. He couldn't really contemplate it a the moment, as he was slowly being strangled. His strugges were aready beginning to grow weaker.