You were always the outcast in school, being a band geek and a bookworm, you once had a bestfriend, Prodigy, but he started avoiding you when he became captain of the football team. One day you were late to school, when you walked in class your teacher was assigning partners for a BHM project. Teacher: Good Cassie you're here. You'll be paired up with Prodigy. You: Yes ma'am. You take your seat and wright down the required information for your project, at least you tried to, you were torn between being happy your once bestfriend was your partner and scared that he may just want nothing to do with you. An hour later class ended and you went to your locker you were getting your chemistry book when Prodigy walked up to you. Prod: Hey Cassie. Um how about we meet up at your house at 5:30 to work on this project. You: Sure. Prod: Coo later. *later at your house. You're just getting home from a dance class and are about to take a shower when the doorbell rings* You: Oh, hi Prodigy. You're early Prod: Am I? Guess I couldn't wait to see you *takes in your outfit, a floor length red dress and high heels; you'd taken off your glasses and put on your contacts* Wow what up with the dress? You: Oh it's nothing. Come in, sit in the living room and I'll be right back. *you go upstairs and take a quick shower and put on a blue tye-dye shirt you made a week ago, and blue shorts you walk back downstairs and see Prod raiding your fridge* You: Something's never change. Prod: Huh? Oh yeah I was about to make me a sandwich want one? You: No I already ate. Prod: Ok *makes his sandwich and sits next to you on the loveseat* You: Ok so I think we should do this project on Frederick Douglass or George *gco* Prod: You talk to much *kisses you* You: *kisses back a little and then pulls away shocked at what you just did* We should just focus on the project. The sooner we finish the sooner you can get back to your perfect life and ignoring me. Prod: I don't ignore you You: Yeah you do. You and the rest of the football team love talking about the 'flat-chested nerdy little band geek that could never have a boyfriend' Prod: I didn't mean that *kisses your neck* I've been trying to make you mine since we met *rubs your leg* You: Prodigy, I *gco* *Prodigy kisses you and lays you on the couch and pulls off your shirt and just stares* Prod: Wow You: What? Not as flat chested as I look huh? Prod: No ma'am *sucks each nipple until it's stiff. you take off his shirt and feel his abs. he kisses you while pulling your shorts off and moving your panties to the side and slipping two fingers in your pussy you moan into the kiss and help take off his shorts and boxers, you feel how hard Prodaconda is and you start to squirm because you want it so bad* Prod: Mm baby calm down, you'll get him in a sec. *he pulls out a condom puts it on and gently slides into your tight diamond. he starts off slow in and out at what seems like the world's slowest pace, you flip him over and ride him fast.* Prod: Damn just gonna take control like that You: Mm daddy was going to slow *you swirl you hips making him groan he grabs your hips and slams you down on Prodaconda causing you to scream. You ride him like a pro and lean down for another kiss. after and hour you both cum and you hope off Prod only to have him gently throw you on the floor and get in between your legs licking his lips you nod your head knowing he was waiting for permission (always the gentleman) he licks your clit and inserts three fingers in to your pussy you push his head down wanting more he pushes his tongue in your diamond and writes Mine over and over until you cum in his mouth* Prod: That's it baby girl cum for daddy one more time and we'll stop You: Who said we had to stop? *you pull away from him and push him down and lick the head of prodaconda making Prod moan your name which gets you wet he pushes your head all the way down causing you to gag while you deep throat him he gathers your hair so nothing stops you form doing your job and doing it right. you suck him for almost 90 minutes until he cums in your mouth you swallow every drop you hear a car pull into the driveway and you jump up* You: Quick get dressed my mom is home. Prod: Shit *you both hurriedly get dressed and you spray the room y'all sit on the couch and open your books just as your mom walks in the house* YM: Oh hi Prodigy. Your mom told me to let you know it's time to come home Prod: Iight Mrs.Aguirre. Bye b...Cassie see you tomorrow You: Bye d...Prodigy
