Chapter 18 senior year

Senior Year.

“Come on Carter! Harder! You can do it! Push it! You can fucking do better than that!” Lindsay taunted.

“94... 95... 96 ... Fuck you bitch!” I spat, my face dripping with sweat.

“In your dreams buddy.” Lindsay laughed.

“One day... 97 ... you’ll come around... 98...” I replied.

“Not likely.” She grinned.

“ ... don’t forget our deal... 99...”

“I won’t. Let me know when you get to 500.”

“Oh, you’ll know ... One hundred!” I yelled, throwing the weight bar to the ground.

Lindsay clapped her hands as I stood up straight, stretching my back and arms. I was covered with sweat and my entire body hurt.

“Not bad for a rich kid.” Lindsay commented.

“You’re a fucking cunt, you know that?” I said, picking up my bottle and drinking in huge gulps.

“Yup, and that’s what you pay me for. Slow down, you’ll get cramps.” She replied. I gave her the middle finger as I emptied my water bottle.

It was the beginning of September of my Senior year. It had been a fairly quiet summer for me. Ella’s father had demanded that the family go on vacation before she went off for college, so she was gone for most of the summer. Whitney had gotten a summer internship, so she only came home a few times. I had violently fucked her ass the couple of times that I had see her and sent her home with a colon full of jizz. She was even more submissive than before, barely complaining as I reamed and taunted her.

Andrea and Faith had made a few stops at my place on weekends that Candace was gone, and one weekend that I had fibbed.

Candace originally tried to be upset at me for pulling her into a foursome after Spring Break with the girls, but it was hard to argue with how many orgasms she had that night. Her main complaint was the three of us badgering her into sucking my cock, since Andrea thought that would be ‘super hot to watch.” Candace was too tired to fight us, so the girls gathered around to watch Candace on her knees, slurping Faith’s pussy juice off my cock before I filled her mouth with my cum.

I had told Faith and Andrea that Candace would be gone that last weekend, fully aware that she would be home. When she did return, she found the three of us in the sitting room, naked. I’d just dumped a load into Andrea’s pussy and the girls were 69ing on the floor.

Candace came to a stop in the hallway, staring at us. I stared at her, realizing that she was high.

“Plans fall through?” I asked, surprised that she would come home alone in such a state.

“Yeah.” She replied, approaching the three of us as she tore off her clothes.

The three girls made a big dent in my coke supply that night as I learned that Faith and Andrea had an appetite for the drug as big as Candace or Reagan did. During one of our breaks, they both informed me that they were in a sorority and actually knew Reagan.

“Yeah, she’s a hottie.” Andrea nodded.

“Needs some work on her pussy licking technique.” Faith laughed.

“Yeah?” I asked.

“Yeah, she’s nothing like Andy, or your sister.” Faith grinned.

“Why don’t you all get back to that then?” I suggested.

I’d never seen a three way 69 live before, but I have to admit that it was awesome.

I really needed to make another college trip soon.

Since I was bored over the summer and tired of the same old routine, I’d hired a personal trainer. Lindsay was a cute blond student at a local community college. She had a rock hard body and was going to school for physical therapy. I picked her because she was the cutest one and had a spunky personality. I had immediately attempted to fuck her, but she revealed to me that she ‘played for the other team.’

I was immediately intrigued.

“So, you’ve never had a dick?” I had asked.

“Once, in High School. Before I knew for sure.” She had replied. She also told me that she lived with her girlfriend, a spicy Hispanic girl named Flavia. Naturally I had immediately found her on Facebook and confirmed that she was a cute one. I had pondered hiring someone to plant cameras in their bedroom, but figured that I’d let some mystery remain for a while.

As I had mentioned, Lindsay was feisty. I’d barrage her with never ending sexual jokes, which she responded by taunting me. This provoked me into increasing my attacks and she retaliated. It was playful in nature and her responses had done a great job in motivating me.

I’d packed on several pounds of pure muscle over the summer. My whole body was hard and tight. I presumed that the extra testosterone was having a pleasant affect downstairs because my cock had gotten even bigger. I happily announced that discovery to Lindsay and offered to show it to her.

“No thanks, I’ll stick with my girlfriend’s strap-on.” She giggled.

“But, it doesn’t shoot like mine does.”

“I know, that’s why it’s awesome. No birth control needed!” She replied with a grin.

We had a standing bet that if I could do 500 arm curls without stopping she would convince her girlfriend to come over and the pair would be my sex slaves for the weekend. It was an impossible challenge, but it was the foundation of many of our jokes.

“I can’t wait to ram my dick up your ass. You have one of the nicest asses I’ve ever seen.” I commented as Lindsay turned around to pick up her water bottle. She was always wearing spandex gym clothes at my place, which hugged every millimeter of her body.

“Keep dreaming.” She laughed.

“Hey, you said it’s good to have goals, right?” I replied, picking up the kettle bell.

“It is.”

“Well, my goal is your ass.”

“Well, in that case, maybe I’ll help motivate you.” She replied, turning all the way around and bending over directly in front of me.

“Shit girl. For a lesbian, you sure are a hell of cock tease!” I called out, swinging the kettle bell upwards.

Candace’s behavior took another odd turn this school year. For starters, she actually had a full class load for once. I’d pass by her room, hoping to sneak a peek at her doing something naughty. In fact, every time I looked in on her, she was either doing homework or researching design ideas.

“Wow, you’re really getting serious huh?” I had asked her.

“I really like it. I think it’s really interesting stuff. I like to make things look pretty.” She replied.

“You mean, you like to spend other people’s money.” I laughed.

“That too.” She giggled.

“Thought so.”

“But seriously, I really enjoy doing it and I think that I can do something with it one day.”

“Well good. Have fun with all that!

The other interesting turn with Candace was that she had increased her flirtations with me. I wasn’t complaining at all, but after a downturn over the summer, she was right back to flaunting her body at me and making all sorts of suggestive comments towards me. She also was bringing her new female college friends home and wasn’t shy about introducing me to them. I had fucked a few of them and enjoyed watching her fuck the others on the camera system.

Candace kept asking me what I was going to do for my 18th birthday. The tone of her voice, however, was more fearful than actually inquisitive, which I didn’t understand. I shrugged my shoulders and told her that I’d not figured it out yet.

Something in her demeanor reminded me of the months leading up to her 18th birthday. I never did figure out what was bothering her then, but hoped that it would pass again.

Ella had returned home near the end of the summer. While she was quite impressed with the improvements to my body, she didn’t appreciate the extra stamina that I now had, or the extra inch of dick. This year, however, she didn’t complain when I rammed it all the way up her ass. In fact, she said very little these days. I pondered asked her what was wrong, but I was too busy ramming my dick into her holes to really pay it all that much attention.

I’d finally relented her orgasm restrictions, which she greatly appreciated. I noticed that her most powerful orgasms came from when I was extremely rough or degrading to her. She wasn’t really into pain, but absolutely loved being told what to do.

When we returned to school, we picked up much where we had left off. We were Seniors now and owned the school. I had sent her on a mission to seduce as many of the female Freshman class as she could. I really wasn’t interested in the younger girls, but thought it was amusing to see how many of them she could conquer.

I’d fucked Isabelle and Theresa a few times, and we continued our group activities with Ella as well. While I enjoyed plowing Theresa’s ass to screaming orgasm, I was actually getting bored and looking for a new challenge. The new school year provided that.

September. Senior Year:

Ms. Bliss was the new Senior Chemistry teacher. She was young, just out of college. She was short and busty, with blond hair just passed her shoulders. She reminded me of what Faith might look like in a few years. Teachers wore clothing that matched that of the students and it was easy to mistake Ms. Bliss for a Senior girl.

Ironically, for a teacher, Ms. Bliss was actually quite shy. She was a frequent topic of conversation and my friends and I agreed that she appeared to be far out of her element as a teacher.

“I hear that they hired her because they aren’t paying her shit.” One had commented.

“Yeah well, I heard that the principle hired her because he fucked her.” Another commented.

“Yeah right man, she’s so fucking shy. She’s probably a virgin.” He had replied.

“Not for long.” I had remarked.

The table laughed at that.

“You gonna fuck her?”

“Yup. I sure am.” I replied, crossing my arm over my chest.

Ms. Bliss presented a fun game. I figured that there was no way I was going to be able to drug her, so I had to rely on my wits and charm to get into her panties. I skipped lunch one day and wandered into her classroom where she was sitting at her desk eating.

“Hey there.” I called out, knocking softly.

“Hey Carter! Sorry, I was eating. Come in!” She called out sweetly.

I walked in and sat in a chair across from her. I studied her for a moment, staring at her sparkling green eyes. Her shirt was open just a bit and I could see the swell of her breasts.

“What can I do for you?” She asked.

“I’m really having some issues with the new material.”

“I see that. Your test scores aren’t great.” She nodded.

“I’m concerned about college. I need to get that up if I’m going to get in.”

“I agree.” She nodded.

“So, what do you suggest?”

“I can provide extra reading material and homework.”

“It’s really just not sticking. I need more interaction on it.”

“Would you like me to find you another student to tutor you?” She asked.

“I was thinking that you should do it.”

“Me?” She replied, her voice raising.

“Yeah, after school. We have the lab here and all. Why not?” I shrugged.

“I don’t know. I’m already here a lot of hours.” She started.

“I’ll pay. Getting into college is very important to me.” I replied, reaching into my pocket.

“I don’t know. That doesn’t seem right.” She replied slowly. I put several bills on her desk and slid them over to her. Her eyes widened a little and she looked up at me.

“Please? It’s really important. You do want me to succeed, don’t you?” I asked.

She nodded.

So, we began after school tutoring three times a week. I mostly just zoned out and stared at her ass as she stood at the whiteboard, but having the one on one attention did force me to learn a few things. After a few weeks, she gave me a mock mid-term exam after school. It took me some time to do, but as I watched her grade it, I saw her head nodding up and down happily.

“So?” I asked, standing in front of her desk.

She pushed her chair away and stood up, walking around her desk towards me.

“Carter.” She said in a stern, serious voice.

“Yes?”

“B+!” She called out, wrapping her arms around me.

“Fuck yeah!” I replied, wrapping my arms around her waist.

“Language young man!” She laughed.

“Sorry.” I grinned.

We both caught our breaths and then realized that we were still embraced.

“I’m sorry, that wasn’t appropriate.” She said, looking away. She tried to pull away from me, but I held her fast.

“Do you have a boyfriend Ms. Bliss?” I asked mischievously.

“No, why? You have a girlfriend anyway.” She giggled nervously.

“Why not? You’re smoking fucking hot.” I asked.

Ms. Bliss blushed bright red, her cheeks matching her lipstick.

“You’re too sweet. I don’t have a lot of free time, and I don’t know, I just have problems with guys.” She stammered.

“Because you’re shy, aren’t you?”

“Yeah, a little. Why am I telling you this?”

“Because we are friends, aren’t we? And friends help each other. Right? Aren’t we friends, Ms. Bliss?” I replied.

“Yes Carter, of course we’re friends!” She replied, pulling back to look at me. I held her hips still, not letting her get too far back.

“Good. I want to help you.”

“What do you mean? Do you have an older brother you want to set me up with?” She giggled nervously.

“No, not quite. I can help you with a couple of things though.” I grinned.

“Like what?”

“When was the last time you got laid?” I asked.

“WHAT!” Ms. Bliss exclaimed, trying to pull away from me.

“Come on, it’s an honest question. I mean, you do like dick don’t you?”

“Of course! I mean, that’s really none of your business. Oh my, this is really getting awkward Carter!”

“Come on Ms. Bliss, we are friends. We’re all alone here anyway, so talk to me. It’s been a while, huh?”

“Yes Carter, it has.” She replied, looking away.

“I heard a rumor that your salary isn’t very good. Is that true?”

“What does that have to do with my personal life? What are you trying to say?” Ms. Bliss asked accusingly.

“They aren’t related. But, is it true?”

“Well, first year teachers never make much money.” She replied.

“So, tutoring me helped out, huh?”

“Yeah, it actually did. I still think that it’s a conflict of interest to take money from a student, but I really needed it. Besides, college is important.”

“Well, now that I’m passing the mid-term, do you think I still need tutoring?”

“No, you don’t.” She replied happily. She paused for a moment and then her face fell.

“Oh.” She said, dejectedly realizing the ramifications of her statement.

“It’s OK Ms. Bliss. Friends take care of friends.” I said soothingly.

“What are you talking about?” She asked, confused.

“There are other things that we can work on in after school tutoring.”

“Like what?”

“Like you sucking my cock.”

“WHAT!” Ms. Bliss shrieked, frantically trying to pull away from me.

“What’s the problem? You need money, I have money. You need dick and I have one. It works out for everyone.” I grinned.

“I can’t! No way! You’re a student! You’re underage!” She cried out, finally breaking my grip and taking a step backwards away from me.

“I’m a Senior. Who gives a shit? I’ll be 18 in a few months.” I shrugged.

“No way! I can’t! It’s wrong!”

“Why is it wrong?” I asked.

“It just is! Money for sex, being with a student, it’s all wrong!” She shrieked.

“It’s not money for sex, its money for tutoring. Only, I’m going to be tutoring you.” I grinned.

“No way Carter. It’s wrong. I’m sorry.”

“Nothing to be sorry about Ms. Bliss. I get plenty of sex all the time, for free. I just wanted to help YOU out.” I replied, reaching into my pocket and extracting several bills. Ms. Bliss watched as I held my hand out towards her and fanned the bills out.

“Carter, are you serious?” She exclaimed, her eyes opening wide.

“I got plenty of money. Besides, you’re beautiful. I really want to see those gorgeous lips wrapped around my cock.”

Ms. Bliss shifted her weight from leg to leg. I could tell that she was pondering my offer.

“Just blowjobs?” She asked softly.

“Just blowjobs. Oh and I want to see your tits. They look fucking spectacular and I want to see them.”

“Promise?” She asked.

“Scouts honor.” I held up my hand.

She stared at the cash in my hand, still rocking from leg to leg.

“Come on, you’ve already made up your mind.” I laughed, taking a step forward and shoving the bills into her shirt.

Ms. Bliss sucked in a deep breath and then blew it out slowly. She looked up at me, her eyes full of worry.

“Get on your knees Ms. Bliss. Do it.” I said, my voice firm.

She nodded slightly and dropped onto her knees in front of me. I leaned against her desk as she reached up and unzipped my slacks. I looked down at her with a grin as she fished my cock out.

“Wow.” She commented quietly as my dick sprang out towards her.

“Like that?” I asked.

“It’s really big.” She replied, wrapping her hand around it.

“It’s not that big.” I shrugged as she opened her mouth, sinking down on it.

Ms. Bliss’s cock sucking skills were nothing to write home about, but getting a blow job in a class room by a teacher was certainly hot. Ms. Bliss started getting into it after a while and I noticed her free hand reaching down between her legs and pulling her skirt up.

“You getting hot and bothered down there Ms. Bliss?” I asked teasingly.

“Uh huh.” She mumbled, her mouth full of my dick.

“Don’t forget, you promised to show me your tits.” I remarked.

Her free hand came up from her crotch and worked the buttons on her blouse. I looked down as she spread the white fabric, revealing a lacy red bra.

“I thought you didn’t have a boyfriend? Who’s the sexy bra for?” I asked.

“Me. I like wearing it. It makes me feel good.” She replied, grabbing the strap of her bra and tugging the cup down under her breast.

I reached down and grabbed her firm tit, squeezing it a little.

“No touching! You promised!” She cried out.

“Shut up and keep sucking.” I demanded, thrusting my hips forward against her mouth. She gagged hard as my cock hit the back of her throat, but continued to suck me as I pulled her blouse off. My cash fell out of her shirt and spread across the floor. I reached behind her and unhooked her bra, letting it fall away.

“Man, you really do have great tits Ms. Bliss!” I commented, fondling her breasts.

“Thank you.” She replied meekly.

“Touch yourself.” I commanded.

She slipped her hand between her legs. I could feel her moaning on my cock as she began to play with herself. I looked down, watching her pretty red lips sliding up and down on my dick.

“I’m gonna cum soon Ms. Bliss, and you’re gonna eat it. Understand?”

“I don’t do that.” She gasped.

“You will for me. Clear?”

She stared at me for a moment and the nodded a little. I leaned back on the desk, holding the back of her head and pumping her mouth. She wasn’t so much sucking me anymore as I was just using her mouth to masturbate myself. I was fine with that.

I could also smell her arousal flooding the room and her whimpering noises were growing louder.

“Are you gonna cream, Ms. Bliss?” I asked.

“Uh huh.”

“Me first.” I announced, sitting up and holding her head more tightly. She nodded at me and I began to thrust into her mouth faster and faster.

“Get ready! I’m close! Jerk it!” I demanded. Ms. Bliss reached up and wrapped her hand around the base of my shaft and began jerking it rapidly. I held onto the edge of the desk, thrusting my hips forward into her mouth. I finally reached the breaking point and threw my head back, thrusting forward and unleashing my balls.

“FUCK YEAH! FUCK YEAH! Suck it!” I called out as I shot my load into her mouth. I heard Ms. Bliss gag a little bit, but she quickly recovered and held still as I emptied my balls into her waiting mouth. I looked down at her, withdrawing my cock from her mouth and shoving it back in my slacks.

“Now swallow it, and then you can cum.” I said with a grin. She nodded and closed her mouth, leaning her head back and swallowing my load. She fell back onto her feet, her hand dropping back down to her crotch. I looked down to see red panties peeking out from under her skirt. She had them pulled to the side and was rubbing small circles on her clit.

“Oh yeah. Oh yes. Oh yes.” She moaned, humping her crotch against her hand.

“Cum Ms. Bliss. I want to watch you get off.” I demanded.

“Close. So close!” She cried out.

I reached down and pinched one of her nipples firmly. Ms. Bliss shrieked and then slammed her hips down onto her hand.

“YES! Oh YES!” She screamed. The smell of her pussy filled the air.

“Nice. Very nice. I hope you enjoyed that. I did.” I said with a grin.

Ms. Bliss looked up at me weakly.

“I’ll see you in class tomorrow Ms. Bliss. Don’t forget your money.” I laughed, walking out the door.

Thus began my relationship with Ms. Bliss. She really was beautiful and a sweetheart. One day, she would meet a nice guy who would sweep her off her feet. Until then, however, she was my after school cock sucker. Or, at least until the school year ended.

Her blowjob technique slowly got better. It was strange, I had several girls that gave much better head than she did, but there was something so dirty, so wrong, and so hot about having my teacher on her knees, gagging on my cock after school. It was cliché and awesome at the same time.

I insisted on Ms. Bliss taking her shirt off when she blew me. She really did have magnificent tits, rivaling Candace’s. I was intrigued by the fact that she always wore sexy, matching bra and panties, though she professed to be single. I didn’t yet understand the concept of a woman dressing up just for her own benefit.

We continued like this for several weeks. In no time at all, I had Ms. Bliss trained well. I entered her classroom and locked the door. By the time I reached her desk, she was already on her knees with her shirt open and bra off. She never seemed to be overly excited at our sessions, but eventually her demeanor was neutral at best.

One day when I entered her classroom, however, I noticed that she had a sad look on her face.

“What’s wrong Ms. Bliss?” I asked.

“Personal problem.”

“Like what? We’re friends Ms. Bliss. You can tell me. Boy problems?” I asked.

“No. The transmission in my car just exploded.”

“Yuck, that’s expensive, isn’t it?”

“It is. $1800.” She replied.

“Wow.” I commented, internally laughing at the tiny amount.

“Yeah, and I just paid rent and had to take my kitten to the vet.” She continued.

“Awe, is your kitty OK?” I asked.

“Yeah, I have to put her on some special food for the rest of her life and that’s not cheap. Oh, why am I telling you this!” Ms. Bliss exclaimed, throwing her hands in the air.

“Because we are friends!” I repeated.

“Right.” She replied dejectedly.

“And friends help each other.”

“Right.”

“I’d love to help you out Ms. Bliss.”

“You already have been, Carter. We have our arrangement.” She sighed.

“I know. I’d like to modify the terms of our arrangement.”

“What are you talking about?”

I pulled out my wallet and counted out 25, $100 bills and held them out in front of her.

“Are you serious? What are you doing?”

“Like I said, modifying our arrangement.”

“How so? What do you want?”

“I want to fuck you.”

“No way! We can’t!”

“You’re already sucking my cock. I mean, this is just the next step.”

“We can’t have sex! It’s wrong!”

“You’re already sucking my dick. I mean, if you already feel bad, we’ve already crossed a line. Now, we’re just taking it a step further.” I grinned.

“We just can’t! We can’t have sex!”

“Don’t think about it. Just think about your kitten then and her special food.”

Ms. Bliss’s face fell.

“Or, taking the bus to work. I’m sure that will be fun. Come on Ms. Bliss, you know this whole thing turns you on. How many times have you rubbed yourself off kneeling on the floor sucking my cock? Do it. Do it for your car. Do it for Fluffy.” I grinned bigger.

Ms. Bliss stared at the stack of bills for a long time. Slowly, she reached out and took them out of my hand.

“That’s the spirit!” I called out as she tucked them into her purse. I walked around the back side of her desk.

“This is so wrong.” Ms. Bliss commented, standing up from her chair and getting onto her knees.

I stepped around her and sat in her chair, leaning back and putting my arms behind my head triumphantly. I watched as she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled off her bra, and then extracted my cock.

“You really are beautiful, you know that?” I commented as she began to bob up and down on my dick.

“Thank you.” She mumbled, her mouth full of my dick.

“I can’t wait to fuck you. Are you ready?” I asked.

“Uh huh.”

“Good, get up her and ride me.” I demanded.

Ms. Bliss nodded and stood up. I watched her pull her skirt up around her hips and then push her panties down to the ground. A neatly trimmed bush covered her pussy.

“Climb on the Carter Express, Ms. Bliss!” I called out with a laugh, holding my cock upright. Ms. Bliss put her hands on the back of the chair and straddled me. I aimed my cock at her pussy opening and she lowered herself onto it.

“Gawd damn Ms. Bliss! Are you a virgin?” I exclaimed as she sunk onto me.

“No. Shit, you’re fucking big!” She gasped, pushing herself down onto my dick.

Ms. Bliss wasn’t that great at sucking dick, but DAMN that woman knew how to ride one! I was shocked when she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and began to grind on my dick. I’d not had a woman bounce on my dick with that much energy since Toni, who I’d not seen in a while. Ms. Bliss rocked and rotated her body in ways that I didn’t know a human body could do. Her pussy was incredibly tight and I was having a hard time believing that she wasn’t a virgin.

She was cock hungry for sure and if she wasn’t a virgin, it had been some time since she’d been fucked. I held onto her ass tightly as our bodies rocked against each other. She whimpered a lot a my cock poked deep inside her cunt, but she never once pulled away. Quite the contrary in fact, she shoved her body down onto me harder, trying to get every last millimeter of my cock into her pussy.

“Fuck, Ms. Bliss! You’re fucking amazing!” I panted, internally happy at all of the ab exercises that Lindsay had me doing them. Ms. Bliss was making me use muscles I didn’t know I had.

“Fuck, you’re so deep! So deep! Jesus, you feel so good in me!” She gasped, furiously rocking her hips back and forth on my lap.

“You on the pill Ms. Bliss? I’m gonna nut in a second.”

“Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, do it. Do it. Do it.” She panted, grabbing me by the back of the neck and leaning backwards. She held onto me and used my neck like a stripper uses a pole, supporting herself as she furiously rocked her hips back and forth on my dick.

“Come back here.” I demanded, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her back on top of me. She flung her arms around my shoulders, continuing to ride me as my hands slipped down to her tight ass. I gripped them hard, using them as leverage to rock her body back and forth on me.

“You close?” I asked.

“Yeah, so close.” She gasped.

I slid my hand down lower and without warning, thrust my middle finger into her ass. Ms. Bliss tossed her head back and let out a scream, her pussy clenching down on me as her orgasm hit. The sudden friction on my dick threw me over the edge and I humped upwards inside her, blowing my load deep inside her cunt.

“Oh yeah! Fucking take it!” I yelled out as my cock spurted inside her. I twisted my finger around inside her rectum, making her scream and twitch again.

“YES! Oh YES!” She called out. I could feel the flood of pussy juice wash over my cock. She twitched a few more times and then collapsed onto my chest.

I slowly pulled my finger out of her butt with a grunt.

“Damn Ms. Bliss, you’re an amazing fuck!” I remarked.

“Thanks. That was great!” She sighed, still laying on my chest.

“You needed that, huh?”

“I did.” she admitted weakly.

“Say Ms. Bliss. I got a question.”

“What’s that?”

“You ever been with a girl before?”

“Once, in college. Why?” She asked, leaning back and looking at me.

“Because you made a mess, and you need to clean your pussy off my dick.” I grinned.

Seriously, Ms. Bliss was the most incredible fuck. She eventually revealed to me that she had been a cheerleader in college and a dancer for most of her teenage years.

She still wasn’t really comfortable with screwing me, but after her first wave of multiple orgasms on my cock, she quickly came around. I still paid her of course, but it was worth every penny. She really was sweet and incredibly sexy, so when I found out that it was her birthday, I paid her double and ate her to two orgasms and left without fucking her. I think that she was internally disappointed that she didn’t get my dick, but quickly got over it when she counted the wad of bills I gave her.