After school, Sadie came to my house to study for A Levels, however we went to the shopping centre instead and finished up in multiple shops trying to find an outfit for the party. After going to at least five places, we finally ended up at River Island where we each found a ruched body con dress in a different colour- Sadie's was white and mine was dark red.
After arriving home, we tried on the dresses again and decided to wear our matching shoes with the see through block heels, like some sort of a matching set. Though no one knew, I was planning on getting railed on Friday, so I'd be wearing a black lace thong that was barely there and a Victoria's Secret push up bra that added at least two cup sizes to my bust. Lewis was in for a treat.
I had Lewis' number from a couple years back when we had to do a project together for GCSE Geography: a course which I was very glad I didn't have to endure anymore. I was considering texting him, but then I decided we'd be better off as fuck buddies rather than anything serious, considering the fact that the whole of my year thinks I'm a filthy cheater and this would basically confirm their stories.
Sadie left mine at about 9pm so that she could get home and still remain free from being murdered by her mother- therefore alive to attend the party on Friday. The next morning came, and considering my college didn't have much of a dress code other than don't come to school looking like a stripper, I could wear another short skirt and no one would even bat an eyelid.
I decided to wear an ebony black body con dress and a denim jacket, accompanied with my AirForce and black tote bag to complete the look. I couldn't deny it, I looked amazing- the denim jacket covered my chest area enough to lead people to possibly believe I had any boobs whatsoever and the dress made my ass look perfect.
Satisfied with my appearance, I arrived at school and waited in the car park for about ten minutes before actually going in to the building. It was still only half eight and class didn't start until nine, maybe I could find Lewis and get in a quickie before college starts.
To my luck, I found him leant against the fence on his phone by himself. He was wearing a black t-shirt that perfectly hugged his biceps and shoulders to make them look bigger and skinny-ish jeans which kind of turned me on just by looking at them.
As I casually strolled over to him, he turned to face me,
"Looks like I won't have to punish you if you follow me right the hell now, you slut." It was hot when he called me slut, he'd told me yesterday after our rendezvous in the lift that he didn't mean it when he said it and it was a form of dirty talk. He also told me that he was the only one who could call me that, which I liked, it made me feel special.
"I'm coming," I said obediently, knowing that in just a few minutes I'd be dripping my juice all over him again.
We found an empty science classroom, and after he'd shut the blinds and I'd locked the doors with the key ring that was laid on the desk he turned to me and took his top off, which was something I didn't previously get the pleasure of.
"I suppose we'd better get started then." He said, pushing me against the wall but this time not picking me up, just leaning down to kiss me. I opened my mouth wider to allow him to slip his tongue down my throat, exploring every aspect of my mouth as I did the same thing to him. He flipped us round so that his back was against the wall now.
"On your knees, babygirl." I saw where this was going and I was loving the dominance and power he asserted over me. Before I knelt down I unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the ground as he stepped out of them, I moved my hands towards his boxers, pressing my hips to his, grinding against him and feeling him get harder. I ripped his boxers off, revealing his cock, it was big. Well, that was the understatement of the year. I caught myself staring at it for a bit too long when I heard him say, "My eyes are up here, you slut. Get on your knees for daddy right now."
I nodded at him and took my jacket off, throwing it on the floor next to Lewis' jeans. My knees hit the floor as my face was perfectly level with his dick, at first I licked all the way up, and back down again before opening my mouth and allowing myself to take most of his length in and start sucking it. I looked up at him with innocent eyes as I continued my gentle assault, watching his eyes roll to the back of his head as he groaned. "Oh, yes baby, right there.... ohh fuck keep going." His legs grew less and less sturdy as I continued, and his moans became more intense, hands holding my head and forcing more of himself down my throat until I gagged. Tears fell from my eyes as I kept sucking and licking his length, but I couldn't stop, I wanted to taste him so bad and I could tell he was close to having an orgasm.
"Ohhhh- babygirl, mmm, I'm- I'm gonna- I'm gonna cum." He breathed heavily, again making eye contact with me as he spilled in to my mouth, and sweet Jesus he tasted good. I swallowed and rose again to my feet.
"Did you like that, daddy? I made you cum for me, now you can do the same to me." He was still breathing heavily from the intense high I just brought unto him, but he agreed nevertheless. He was about to pull his boxers up when I told him to keep them off, I liked him better that way. He stuck his tongue down my throat again, our lips colliding with intense passion and lust for one another, turning us back around so that I was pressed against the wall once again.
"As you wish, Amelia." He breathed on my neck and kissed just over my collarbone, sucking as he went (no doubt leaving marks.) "I can see you like wearing dresses nowadays, that's very useful." He said with a small laugh afterwards. I shyly giggled, because it was true, the skirts did make this one hell of a lot easier. His knees hit the floor and he pulled off my pink lacy thong, casting it aside to join the pile of neglected clothes on the floor. He moved me slightly so that my legs we over his shoulders, meaning he was in between my legs and therefore closer to my opening.
"Are you ready baby?" I groaned and nodded so that he knew I was, because if I tried to use words my excitement would turn them in to moron. He began kissing my inner thigh and then he got to my pussy, I moaned as he kissed around it, feeling myself getting wetter and wetter for him. He stuck his tongue in to my opening and curled it up so that he hit my g-spot. As he went in and out he hit it every single time, leaving my legs a shaking mess as he sucked and bit at my clit, bringing me closer to climax each time.
"Ohhhh, daddy I'm- I'm, so close, ohh fuck." Just like that I emptied in to his mouth, feeling my insides practically leaking out for him to lap up, giving him one hell of a breakfast. It wasn't even nine in the morning and I'd had an orgasm, it was going well.
He bent further down so I could take my legs off his shoulders, his hands removed themselves from my hips where he had been pulling me closer to him and he kissed me, before turning to put his clothes back on. He was completely naked, and it was a good sight, I could get used to it.
I found my thong and put it back on and fixed my hair and makeup, which had each been suitably messed up during the blowjob I'd just given. I pulled my dress down and put my jacked on, making sure neither the former nor the latter had any cum on them before walking out of the science classroom.
Once again, he left me feeling on top of the world, and there was still ten minutes left to find Sadie before lessons started.
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daddy's angel
Romancedaddy's angel- a selection of freaky encounters between a seemingly good girl and a popular boy stitched together to create a British college love story 💗