Rylee Girl

Who You Calling a Tramp?

"Don't change so people will like you. Be yourself and the right people will love the real you."

"Since when did you dress so slutty?" Piper asked me after walking into my room on Friday to help me curl my hair.

"I'm not dressed slutty...I just want to look nice." I defended.

"Umm...no. Who are you and where's Rylee??" She chuckled shaking my shoulders.

"You would rather die than be uncomfortable... the guy already wants to sleep with you again... what's with the outfit?" She continued to question more seriously.

"I don't know..." I paused. "He thinks I look good in a skirt and he likes my boobs..." I finally answered.

"He told you to wear that?" She asked raising her eyebrows. Here comes the lecture.

"Yeah...kind of..." I replied.

"Seriously Rylee Girl? Since when did you ever listen to anybody?" She questioned me more. "Don't change yourself for this guy... you're better than that." She stated as she began to curl my hair.

"I'm not changing... I just want to be... sexy... I dunno..." I said quietly.

"You are. Especially when you act like yourself." She replied giving me a hug from behind.

I knew she was right. I didn't like being told what to do so why was I doing this for him? But if I don't he might not like me anymore. If I have to sacrifice a little of myself, so be it. Steven is worth it.

"Are y'all going anywhere this time or is it another night of Ratatouille?" Piper laughed.

"Ha Ha..." I said sarcastically.

"Hopefully it'll be Toy Story this time" I joked.

I pulled up to Stevens house and once again he opened the door before I could even knock. He greeted me wearing nothing but red boxer briefs. Every muscle in his body flexing as if he'd just done fifty reps on a weight machine.

"Damn Rylee Girl!! Wooo!" He yelled. "You're looking so damn fine!"

He picked me up and kissed me slamming the front door behind him. He pushed me up against the wall and began sucking on my neck. His dick hard as a rock rubbing on my vagina underneath my skirt. He stopped kissing me and lifted my skirt up.

"Are you going commando?" He asked surprised.

"Mmmhmm" I smiled shoving my tongue back into his mouth. After a couple of minutes against the wall he put me down.

"Wanna go to my room?" He asked kissing my neck some more.

"Mmmhmm" I said again looking down at his huge dick fully erect barely contained by his boxers.

He's so fucking fine. God... that smile... that dick...I'm so wet. It's gotta feel good this time or I give up.

"I want you so bad." I whispered.

He grabbed my hands and led me to his room. He sat on his bed and pulled me to him forcing me to straddle him. He pulled up my skirt and fingered me from behind as he kissed my neck. Damn he's good at this. I pulled my shirt over my head and unhooked my bra. Steven took it the rest of the way off as I laid him on his back. I stood up shimmied off my skirt, took his boxers off and leaned down to suck his dick. His dick was perfect. Beautiful just like him but also slightly crooked like his smile. I licked his balls and he giggled. It was the sexiest giggle I'd ever heard.