Excess Anger

HA! Nope, Nada. Its not mine. Sorry for the grammar issue. Just enjoy the story.

And those drug reaction within the substances whether we do not require it,
being called by? Anyone? Mrs. Graham, my biology teacher asked to us.
Everyone is being busy with themselves. Yeah, it includes me, though. I still
imagine how hard I am when my arms could held her small curvy perfect waist
and played her hard gummy nipple, sucked it by my tongue. How sweet her lips
that matched with mine. Yeah, her. My current addiction. Dont blame me. I am
only 17 years old oblong head boy with needs. And for Godsake, she is the one
that could fullfill all my needs, correctly guide me to endless pleasure. Her.

How about Mr. Shortman here? how kind Mrs. Graham to let me out of my For
Godsake perfect lust pictures in my head. For Godsake! Doesnt she know that
man have needs? Jerking off in the shower wont help me. I need to get rid of this
uncontrollable hormone of mine. And it hards to keep it cool and pretend to be a
goody two shoes like I always be.

Mind if I told you not to point me when youve already knew I dont know the
boring answer because Im not really paying much attention to you, Mam? I even
dont know what your For Godsake question is. So sorry, Mam. Break it off. Stop
humiliating me. I snapped. When playing with yourself is not enough, dark side
of mine will likely dominate me.

Im sorry, Mr. Shortman. What did you just said to me? Mrs. Graham raised her
voices to make me understand that I have just gotten myself trouble. Then, her
again. Oh my! Will she stop to make me look like pathetic puppy adoring his
beautiful gorgeous master?

A slender lean hand whose belongs to person next to me, raised to help me (I
guess, I hope). Yes, Ms. Pataki? Mrs. Graham distracted her deadly look on me

and moved her heads to the beautiful blonde. Adverse drug reaction. The answer
is adverse drug reaction. As World Health Organization have mentioned in 2002,
adverse drug reaction or ADR is a response to a drug which is noxious and
unintended, and which occurs at doses normally used in man for the prophylaxis,
diagnosis, or therapy of disease, or for the modifications of physiological
function, she continued her speech making class went silent and the teacher
speechless.
Flashback
Helga G Pataki is always be an enigma to me. After FTI incident happened, shes
been a little different. Okay, not a little. Huge different. No spitballs, no funny
nicknames, no torturing threads. Just like that. After that, we were not really being
a friend. Maybe just acquantaince. Or in cool professional way, we called it
collague. Yup, collague. For just saying it, I can feel my coolness around here.
Okay focus to the main subject. Mr. and Mrs. Pataki were changing to the really
great parenthood post FTI incident. Gerald told me that Pheobe (his current 8 year
girlfriend, I dont understand why people like them can ever be maintain their
relationship in such looooong term. Maybe it calls love. Thing that Ive been
searching in my whole life) told him Patakis realized what their youngest daughter
have suffered all of her life. Its enough to put some real For Godsake to their
heads about neglecting their youngest daughter and made her to survive on her
own. Those realization took them to go to therapist, try to make it a better parents
for Helga. They often showed in Helgas debate competition (You know, she still
Phoebes bestfriend. Phoebe forced her to join the debate club. It makes Helga is
such a cute nerd). And with Olga came home twice a year, the three Patakis made
it to the field to watch Helgas baseball tournament (Thats why she grew up to be
a bombshell bomb. And every guys in HS.118 suddenly want to do her. Like she
will give them a chance. Hah!) Then, every mid year, Patakis will support her
daughters play (Which is she doing really amazing). Patakis will always be
Patakis. They are born with genius chip in their heads. And their aim in the world
is to get as many as prized as they can. Not that I envy to their accomplishment.
Correction, I envy them, spesifically Helga Pataki, my childhood tormenter. Why
is she out of nowhere becoming perfect superstar in high school? For Godsake!

After the moving on phase happened in Patakis house, Helgas behavior was also
changed. She never bullied her friends anymore. She grew up with nice behavior
combined with sexy ass and best bust ever in HS. 118. After I reunited with my

parents through the jungle journey, Ive been really frustated with the nice Helga.
Shes nice. At first, I thought it was good. But later, it killed me. Her nice act
means not talking to me. At all. How could you confess you love me then said it
was somekind of heat of the moment and leave me hanging? I remembered
exactly the last time I tasted her back in 9th Grade. I frustated beyond belief, so I
took crazy action to get the hell out of her attention to me. I cornered her after
school, waited nervously next to her locker. That day, I had planned Phoebe to go
home with Gerald, so that I can satisfy my needs to her.

Quit the nice act, doll. I said while my arms held her small curvy waist to turn
her around for looking closely to me. What do you want, Arnold? her sweet
voice came out from those swollen lips that tick me to crush mine to her.

Went I hit puberty, for odd reason, Im not feeling the requirement to be
everybodys hero. Although, I still act goody goody here and there. Moreover, I
grew up awesome to be said. Great muscles body and flying grades. But,
something dark has gotten through me. Dark Arnold side. Yeah. When my sexual
needs isnt getting some treatments, the dark side will come and control me.
Dominate me to be the very bad boy. There are much excess anger that need to get
rid of me. I need something to let this excess anger out, and be satisfied. I need
Helga G Pataki for sure. So, I picked that day to finally have the talk with her.
And that day is one of that dark arnold day in charge.

One of my arms left her curvy perfect waist to mould her fine sexy butt. I grabbed
and massaged her butt, felt the sensation to touch the bombshell blonde ass
everyone willing to slam.

S-Stop it, Arnold, her voices shaken.

No, Pataki. I wont stop it, I smirked to her.

Her arm reached my arm that being busy with her sexy ass, grabbed it, and tried to
get out of my embrace. Not that will happen, I personally thought.

Get the hell out of me, you pervert, she shouted, and swang her fists to let go of
me.

Shut your mouth up, Pataki. Im so done with you, with that I took her swinging
fists and forcefully brought her to the nearest classroom. I let her go, then locked
the classroom.

Shes standing with furious face, ready to put a fight with me. But, I wont make
this time to go just for boring useless and endless fight with her. I need her
sexually, and I will do it, whether she liked it or not.

I grabbed teachers chair next to her, and sat on it. Can you just tell me what the
hell do you want from me? she said with gritted teeth.

Then, I put my arms around her and get her sat on my lap. Thanks to God, shes
wearing mini skirt that enable me to forced my two fingers inside her lace panties.
At first, she rejected my action and kept moving away untill my fingers went deep
to begin the search of her little pleasure budd. I pressed my fingers hard into her,
made her screamed loud in pain.

She arched her back and put her arms on my shoulders for some balances. I
squeezed her back and forth while seeing her drove crazy on my lap.

Hhhhh... Stop it, Arnold. Please.. Oh God... Hhhh. Cant stand it... HHHHH
Aaaarnold. With my other arm, I put her head down to me, so that I can lick her
swollen lips. She refused to open her mouth to me. Kiss me, Helga, open your
mouth, I said while biting down her lower lip, sucking it to the upper lip, forcing
her mouth to open to begin the tongue war. Finally, she cant bear it within
fingering action down there. I kept fingering her back and forth by 2 then 3
fingers into her lower labia. Swirling her clit, making her moaned loud, then

attacking her mouth for tongue domination. I brushed my tongue through her
teeth, searching her tongue, for frenzy passionate making out.

She gave up and let me played with her tongue, made her lips got swollen. She
cried out when she reached the climax. She pulled her lips back of mine for
screaming in pleasure pain. She arched her back, and made her neck a great angle
to be sucked by me. I kissed her neck and smelt her ominious vanilla and
strawberry scent. Scent that I love it so much. I kissed and sucked passionately
like thirsty man to the water. Made some big red marks on her neck, warning sign
to all guys that she is mine.

I let go my fingers down there and worked with her shirt. Pulled the shirt out of
her head. Unclasped her bra. Grabbed her breast under my palm, massaged it,
squeezed it, sucked her hard nipple, made her go wild. She is so beautiful on top
of me. She looked very exhausted after her multiple orgasms I gave her.

Youre very beautiful, baby. You know that?

God, Arnold. Touch me!

You like it when I swirling your beautiful breasts in my palm, playing it back and
forth, touching you like this, baby? Let me sucking your hard nipples, putting it
on my mouth, and giving you endless pleasure,

Do it. Do it, Arnold. Please, she moaned when I did my action.

Shes so hot that I cant handle my hard bulge in my pants. Shes jumping up and
down in my lap, straddling, and grinding her hips to me. Make me cant control it
anymore. I left my hand job and began to lift her hips, made some access to me to
pull my pants down.

Then, she smirked.

Need some help, football-head?

That nickname. How much I missed her said it. I kissed her gentle on the lips
while she helping me pulled my pants down. She let my lips go and moved out of
my lap to her kness, made me confused. She grabbed my manhood, applied some
pressure onto it, then put it in her mouth. She started boobing her heads up and
down. Sucked my manhood tip with her tongue, swirled it around, made me go
crazy.

H-h-helgaaa! AAAAARGH! I saw heaven in my eyes.

After I hit climax, she swallowed my seed with smirking evil smile. Few minutes
later, shes ready for new action. She straddle my lap, put my really hard erected
manhood, and bring it in to her lower labia. I helped her by guiding her hips up
and down, making sure my manhood went deep and deep to her clit, giving us
extra orgasms today.

Then, I felt my manhood torn something in her lower labia. And shes crying in
pain.

Hel-ga? Is this your--?

She nodded, unabled to talk. The face she made making me know that this hurt so
much.

I stopped, tried to pull back.

Do you want me to stop? Im sorry, I dont know you--?

She shaked her heads. No, Arnold, No. Dont pull back.

I grabbed her legs and circling it on my hips. Made our embrace getting closer, to
press the pleasure, eliminate the pain for her.

Feel better? I asked her. She only nodded and hugged me tight.

I found it hard not to move. But, I cant stand the painfull look of my goddess
here. I love here so much to even try to move an inches. I dont want her to be in
extreme pain.

Kiss me, Arnold? she begged in tears, tried to hold on the pain.

Sure, baby, sure. It will be alright. Youll be fine. Im sorry, I kissed her gently
and slowly, tried to erase the pain she had.

Not long after that, we finally found our rhythim sex, and hit climax together. She
exhausted and snuggled in the crook of my neck while I put my chin on her head
and my arms stroke her hair. I kissed her forehead when her eyelids got heavier,
ready to drive off.

I love you so much, my baby, I pecked her lips, watched her sleep naked on my
lap.

Arnold, I love you. Dont leave me, she said in her dreams, made me grinned.

I kissed her cheek, neck, shoulder, and lips, Never. I wont leave you. Youre
mine, baby.
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Suddenly, I felt a hand squeezed my bulge under the desk. Stop daydreaming,
football head. I will give you some later. Please pay attention, okay?

Cant wait any longer, babe. I love you so much, I kissed her lips hard, sucked
and gently bit it, then forced my tongue into the pleasure I need everynanosecs.

Mr. Shortman!!!! I pulled back my lips of her, smiled sheepishly to her, and
tried not to look Mrs. Grahams deadly eyes.

Ah. This excess anger of mine needs you, Helga-babe.