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Practice Makes Perfect - Kai Parker Smut

“I have a proposal.” I slammed my books down on the table, sliding into a chair in front of Kai. My knees touched his and I smiled, taking off my scarf and grabbing my bag to find my mirror and reapply my lipstick.

“What do you want now, Barbie™?” Kai sighed. He held his coffee cup in his hands, his hair messy, dark circles under his eyes. I loved it. He must’ve been up all night writing the essay he hadn’t finished.

“I was thinking that I could give you oral.” I said. Kai’s eyes widened and he almost spit out his coffee, coughing loudly and causing attention to turn to us. I sighed, rolling my eyes.

“Anyway, I owe you for saving my life and I need to know how to do it since I’m planning on giving Tyler a blow job tonight, which I can’t screw up. That would be embarrassing.” I said, taking out my study materials, twirling the gel pen in my hand.

Kai was shocked obviously, breathing in shakily. “And this is your way of paying me back?” he questioned. I swear, if he rejected me, I’d move to Sri Lanka and raise elephants.

“Before you say anything, I have a list of rules.” I gave him a piece of paper. “If you agree with the terms and conditions, come to my dorm in twenty minutes.” I said, grabbing my stuff, hurrying away.

I meandered the hallways and finally found my dorm, sinking on my bed, I sat up and contemplated going topless just in case Kai wasn’t already aroused at the thought of me sucking him off. I decided that it was inappropriate.

What kind of friend would he be if he rejected my offer? I’m great. I didn’t really talk to any other boys besides Kai, Tyler, and my therapist.

I’d just let him guide me, no exposed skin or anything, anyway. I didn’t want him using this against me someday, which was one of the rules.

Kai opened the door. “Please don’t make this awkward. Sit down.” I ordered him. He chewed on his lip as he sat beside me. “Okay, tell me if I do anything wrong.” I said.

“Sure.” He agreed cooly, taken aback as I kissed him, putting my hand on his thigh.

He brought his hand up to my neck and I grabbed it, pulling away for a second to say “don’t touch me.”

I unbuckled his belt, I finally pulled away from his pink mouth and got on my knees in between his legs. “Can I talk?” He swallowed.

“Not unless you’re telling me something crucial.” I said, helping him drag his pants to his ankles. I almost laughed out loud at his themed superman boxers.

I took his penis out of it’s constraints. “Oh god,” he breathed out as I wrapped my hand around him. “Can I touch you now?” He asked shakily.

“No.” I said softly, exploring my hands over his cock.

“But I - I can guide you.” He bit his lip. His chest was moving up and down slowly. “Fuck.” He groaned as I swiped my thumb over the head.

“Watch your language.” I said. He half opened his eyes, his hands clenched in my newly washed sheets. “Is now a good time for me to use my mouth?” I asked, fluttering my eyes up at him.

“Yes, please.” He nodded, watching my every move nervously.

“Okay, tell me if I do something wrong.” I said softly, leaning up over him. I rubbed my lips together, smoothing my lipstick out.

I finally wrapped my mouth over the tip of his dick and his hips jerked up involuntarily. “Kai!” I pulled away. He was panting.

“You’re taking too damn long!” He said, flustered. He frowned, his jaw all clenched up.

“Okay, can you be patient? It’s my first time and I can easily replace you.” I glared, proceeding with my actions. I stuck my tongue out as I slowly took him into my mouth, the foreign taste of his fluids on my tongue.

“God dammit - shit - fuck.” He groaned, holding his jazz hands in the air as I took him in as far as I could, stopping momentarily.

My eyes began to water as I swallowed, taking him in further until my eyes blurred. I stopped until my nose was touching him. He clenched his stomach and I reached up to pull his shirt up and watch his abs.

I pulled away slowly, a tear rolling down my cheek. I took him into my mouth again, running my hand up to feel his heart beat under his shirt.

I made sure I drew in as I let go, taking a deep breath. “Am I doing good so far?” I asked, my voice a bit deeper, feeling excited myself.

“You’re doing amazing, baby.” He bit his lip. He put his hand in my hair. I would’ve been upset since I took so long doing it this morning. But I let him touch me, tingles flowing down my back.

“Great.” I smiled, kissing the tip of his penis. “You can – how do you say it – fuck my mouth.” I said, blushing.

“Oh my god.” He breathed out. I opened my mouth and took him in again. He bobbed my head up and down slowly, guiding my mouth with his hands in my hair. “Oh, baby.” He said shakily.

“Mhmmmmmm.” I hummed, running my hands up around his back. He thrusted his hips up against me, my eyes getting glossy as he pushed me down onto him.

“Fuck!” Kai yelled in frustration, pushing me down faster, lifting his hips up. “Please don’t stop.” He cried through clenched teeth.

I made sure I siphoned him further into my mouth. “Mmm!” I moaned, feeling his muscles tense as he stopped moving and breathing.

He took his hands away so I could freely pull away. But I didn’t and he warned me “I’m coming!” I looked up at him as he squeezed his eyes closed and threw his head back.

“Ohhh…” He growled, letting go in my mouth as his breathing slowed down. I pulled away, my jaw aching as I stuck my tongue out, licking away the string of semen from my mouth to his dick after swallowing the rest.

I totally didn’t have to do that, I knew, but I loved over achievement. And the fantastic, satistying feeling I got when I saw Kai’s face.

I wiped my chin of saliva and he pulled me up by my arms, kissing me passionately. I kissed him back, letting him put his hand on my neck.

“I hope you’re happy that you’ve ruined my whole life.” He pulled away.

“The feeling is mutual.” I said. “But you can make up for it.” My eyes glimmered.


There are two different types of people in this world. There’s Ken who cut the watermelon in half using his hand and then there’s Leo who grabs the watermelon using his unwashed hand ^^

Dear You,

First of all, a part of me hopes you never see this, but a bigger part of me hopes you do so that you will actually understand. What can I say, I’m fickle, but you knew that already.

When you first told me you loved me, I wanted nothing to do with it. I didn’t believe I was capable of loving anyone. I didn’t believe anyone was capable of loving me. I had grown up without it and figured I couldn’t do it. But you were so persistent and by the time I realized I loved you back, you had already found someone else. That was my mistake.

I love you. That’s all there is to it. I am in love with you. And no matter how many times I try to shake it and convince myself I’m not, I still am. And I’m sorry for that.

I just can’t help it. You’re the first person I want to talk to when I wake up and the last person I want to talk to before I go to bed. My eyes always find you first in a crowd because you’re the only one I ever see. I love the sound of your voice and the sound of your laugh. The way you bounce a little when you walk and kind of slink forward like a cat, the way your eyes sparkle and the way they cloud over a little right before you kiss me.

Oh how I crave your kiss. I’ve only felt it a couple times, but that was enough to reel me in. If I could, I would spend every day waking up to those lips and that kiss. It’s like a drug, one that I would never get tired of.

When I’m with you, it’s like we’re the only ones who exist, and for a moment, I can see the rest of my life being as simple and as beautiful as that one moment in time. And for one moment, I am happy, truly and utterly happy.

I love you, plain and simple. But nothing about this is plain and simple.

Maybe I was never good enough to deserve your love the way I crave it so desperately. Maybe I shouldn’t have wasted all my wishes on you, after all you don’t believe in wishing on stars anyway. Maybe I was a fool for believing you loved me in the first place. Maybe I shouldn’t have let myself get into deep. Maybe, maybe, maybe. There are a million maybes, but only one thing I know.

I love you. You don’t love me. You love another because I was too late. And now I’m left hurting, and it’s my entire fault. I’m sorry. That’s all I can say if you ever read this. I’m sorry. And I’ll miss you. You put the stars back in my sky; you saved me just like you always wanted to. I hope that it’s enough. All I ask is that someday you look back and remember me, because I’ll never forget you.




Dear future girlfriend;

You hate your waist,
But your hips remind me of waves crashing.
Your curves are endless.
You are an ocean.
You hate your freckles,
But in the sun they dance upon your face,
They bring your eyes to life.
That crooked tooth you try to hide,
Your smile couldn’t possibly look any better.
You literally take my breath away sometimes,
And when I can breathe I taste you in the air.
Memories trickle down my throat,
Your laughter begins to echo almost like a headache,
Except the sound of you begins to steady my racing heart.
Pictures of you flood my mind,
In bits and pieces.
Your hand grazing upon mine,
Your hair blowing in the wind because I drive with my windows down,
A song we once drunkenly made out to plays on repeat,
Softly over the words, “I’ve loved you all my life.”
Which also happens to play like a broken record.
I deliberately make you out when I close my eyes just to blink.
In that split second you come to me.
A universe standing still in the sky,
Like the sun.
You make my skin burn.
In that split second,
I wish to be asleep forever.
Until I see your car pull up in my driveway.
If ever I wished my own death before you,
It is now that i have never been more thankful for my life.
It is now.
Your hand within mine,
You have branded the palm of my hands with your lifelines.
Your smile and that crooked tooth,
And your warm freckles,
They scream at me.
They kiss my eyeslids before I fall into slumber.
Your whole existence has changed my own.
Somehow the love I have for you right now, which I would swear couldn’t run any deeper, will continue to plant itself into my heart until it swallows my soul.
Until every breath I exhale leaves behind proof that once upon a time a young woman took shelter inside of my arms.
My love for you will root itself so deep that at any moment it could tug on my heart and pull me under water,
And I wouldn’t bother to fight for air.
I’d find a way to swim in your ocean,
Touch every bend within you,
Witness your ugly ways,
Because even though the sun kisses the ocean as it sets,
The ocean has wiped out cities,
Has taken lives.
You, are worth my life.

Dear future girlfriend;
I pity the women…and the men who were too blind to see you, who could see the stars but never question why they even exists..I pity those who couldn’t love you when you were mean and broken. Who didn’t think you were worth the fight and who walked away when you demanded they get the fcuk out of your face. I will however be the one who pins you to the bed while you curse your demons in my direction and I will be the one to open your eyes when your immediate reaction is to shut them. I will be the one who will stand in front of you when you need defending. I will speak for you at the top of my lungs until I’m blue in the face. I will stand behind you when you succeed and I will push you into the light and I will love watching you realize how far you’ve come. I will cheer for you. I will stand by your side when we walk through central park and I will stand by your side when you bless me with a child.

I’m going to love you, truly. For everything you are. For everything you were. For everything you will be. For everything you’ve brought into my life.

I’ve loved you all my life.