Chapter 7

Sophomore year Chapter 1

The summer between my freshman and sophomore year was an interesting one.

Candace and I grew closer. While I didn’t expect that she would spend every moment with me, we did hang out a fair amount. She also made a point of introducing her friends to me when they came over. I quickly learned to appreciate the eye candy that she would bring home, and fairly often, screw.

The other interesting tidbit was that I had a growth spurt. I shot up a couple of inches in just a few months and now I was at least eye to eye with Candace instead of being shoulder level with her. There were a couple of advantages to this.

After the attack with James and Justin, I did follow up on my commitment to use the gym in the house. Being a skinny, scrawny kid it didn’t do much but make me feel better, but once I started to grow, I was paying more attention. I got the cook to make more real food instead of crap all the time (of which there was still plenty). I certainty wasn’t ripped or anything, but I was feeling pretty good about myself generally speaking.

The other advantage to the exercise and growth was that my dick got bigger and my endurance was better. This was pointed out to me the first time that I ass fucked Whitney during the summer. She was already a tiny girl to begin with, but the extra inch I got “was fucking her in the soul” as she liked to call it.

I just liked to think that I was fucking her up the stomach.

Regardless, I didn’t really feel the need to use drugs myself for sex, though I didn’t feel guilty about using them on anyone else on occasion.

Whitney didn’t need it though. Once she had admitted her love for rough, degrading sex, I knew exactly what buttons to push. Not having a driver’s license still made things annoying, but she was 17 and about to be a Senior. So, she’d come get me, or she would come over on days and nights that Candace was out.

It was over that summer that we discovered kinky sex. One day at her house, Whitney offered me some handcuffs. I attached her to her headboard and rammed my cock up her ass, spanking her roughly and calling her every nasty name I could think of. We finished with me wrapping my belt around her neck, yanking her backwards by it until she blacked out. The seizure that she had when she lost consciousness felt like an earthquake on my cock and I blew my load so far up her colon that I thought it would come out of her nose.

Whitney was also into humiliation and generally being treated like a worthless fuck toy. I didn’t mind that in the slightest and was constantly trying to plan new ways to push her buttons.

For example, since growing, I found that my clothes weren’t fitting any longer. I’d never really cared about clothes since I didn’t really have a social life and we wore uniforms at school. However, life was beginning to change so I figured it was time to grow up a bit.

I didn’t know anything about fashion, nor did I really care. However, that’s something I figured that girls were really into, so I got Whitney to take me shopping. I discovered that it wasn’t my favorite activity, but scoping out new girls that weren’t students at my school and randomly groping Whitney was entertaining.

We wandered about a shopping complex, working our way in and out of stores. I quickly learned that rarely was anyone interested in men’s clothes, so the selections were a bit frustrating. I didn’t have much of a point of reference though and grabbed things as we went. I became disillusioned with the process before too long and my mind began to wander.

We made our way to yet another store to find it empty. There was an extremely bored looking college girl behind the counter. She was leaning over the register on her elbows, her low cut shirt flashing great looks at her tits. Her bright pink bob cut and blank expression on her face put off an interesting vibe and I figured that she wouldn’t really care about anything that I did.

Whitney and I made our way through the racks with her grabbing things that she liked. I pretended to pay attention but was spending most of my time eyeballing the clerk from every angle that I could. The view from the rear of the register revealed some short shorts and a perky ass, which was slowly swaying back and forth, marking her boredom.

Whitney finally assembled an armload of clothes and we made our way to the dressing room. The clerk didn’t even look our direction as we both entered the stall. I stripped off my shirt and kicked down my pants as Whitney handed me the first pair of jeans. The thought of violating the clerk had my blood running hot and my cock stuck out of my boxers.

“Well, hello there.” Whitney said quietly, looking down at my dick with a grin.

“Yeah, you gonna do something about it?” I said, grinning back.

“Sure, let’s go home.”

“No, do it here.” I said firmly.

“Seriously?” She exclaimed, her voice raising and her eyes opening wider.

“Yeah. Do it.” I replied, my eyes baring into her. I was learning the ‘don’t fucking argue with me’ look and it was working.

Whitney stared at me, clearly nervous but more frightened of disappointing me than the possibility of getting caught. She slowly dropped to her knees and reached up, wrapping her tiny hand around my cock and stroking it for a moment before taking it into her mouth.

“That’s it. You’re a good little dick sucker.” I teased, putting my hand on the back of her head and thrusting forward. The extra inch of length that I gained easily hit Whitney’s gag reflex and she choked hard.

And loudly.

Whitney’s eyes opened wider as I forced her down onto my dick. She tried, but was unable to hold down her gagging noise and when I finally let her off my cock, she pulled off, gasping for air.

“You like that, you dirty slut?” I teased.

Whitney looked away shyly, but nodded her head yes.

“Open up.” I demanded.

Whitney turned back towards me and opened her mouth. The moment her lips parted I rammed my cock in, pushing it down the back of her throat. I happily fucked her throat for a while, lost in my own world. I was thoroughly enjoying myself and Whitney’s distress when there was a knock on the dressing room door.

“Hey guys, I know what you’re doing in there. Knock it off, would you?” A sweet but firm voice spoke.

“Why don’t you come in and join?” I replied.

The clerk snorted loudly.

“You wish. Come on, knock it off before someone comes in.” She replied.

I pulled my wallet out of my pocket and fished out a $100 bill. Still pumping my cock into Whitney’s mouth, I reached up and dropped it over the top of the dressing room door. I heard the crunch of the bill as she picked it up, but she was silent.

“There’s more where that came from!” I called out.

The clerk was still silent.

Feeling emboldened, I reached over and pushed the door open. I didn’t bother to remove my dick from Whitney’s mouth as I looked up at the clerk. She stared at me for a moment and then glanced down at Whitney, who was seemingly oblivious to her presence.

“So, my girlfriend and I were talking about how cute you were. She was so turned on thinking about licking your pussy that she had to suck my dick.” I said non nonchalantly.

“Oh is that so?” She replied, her eyes flickering from mine to Whitney.

“Yeah.”

“So now what?” She asked cautiously.

“Now, you go put a sign on the door and lock it and have some fun.”

“I can’t do that.” She replied but there was no conviction in her voice.

I pulled off another hundred and handed it to her.

“Sure you can. It’s your lunch break.” I said dismissively, still pumping my hips against Whitney’s face.

She looked at the bill for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders.

“Fuck it.” She said, grabbing the bill and then turning around and walking away. I admired her curvy ass as she quickly moved to the front door, flipping the sign to closed and turning the latch. I continued to pump Whitney’s face as she approached us again.

“Now what?” She asked.

“Well, my friend here would love to eat your pussy if you’re interested.”

Whitney’s eyes opened wide and she stared at me. I knew from talking to her that her lesbian experience was pretty limited and that she really didn’t like going down on girls. What she did like, however, was being told what to do, so I knew that there wasn’t going to be any issues with giving her orders that she didn’t like.

“Is she any good?” She asked.

“She’s pretty good. She’s still learning though and needs practice. Care to help out?”

“Sure. What are you going to be doing?” She asked, walking into the dressing room and kicking off her shoes.

“Not sure yet. Watching, jacking off. Maybe fucking her up the ass. Dunno yet.” I shrugged.

“Really? She does anal? How does it fit?” She asked, her eyes opening a bit wider as she reached for the top of her shorts and unbuttoned them.

“Yeah this girl is a freak. It fits, but just barely. Usually with a lot of screaming, but she doesn’t mind, do you babe?” I asked, looking down at Whitney with a grin.

Whitney stared at me and shook her head no, my cock still in her mouth. She eyed me and then looked over at the clerk, who was pushing her shorts down her legs and kicking them off.

“Wow! What else does she do?” The clerk asked, leaning against the wall and looking down at Whitney.

“Anything I tell her to do.” I grinned.

“Oh is that so? You’re pretty cocky huh?” She replied.

I shrugged.

“You ready?”

“Yeah. Let’s do it.” She replied.

I pulled my dick out of Whitney’s mouth and motioned her towards the clerk. She turned and slowly crawled over to her.

“Hey. What’s your name anyway?” She asked.

“Whitney.” She replied, moving in front of her.

“I’m Heather. You OK with this?” She asked. Whitney nodded, reaching up and pulling the Heather’s panties down her legs. Her bare snatch came into view and Whitney slowly pressed her face forward against her crotch.

“Mmmmmm ... A little higher. Yes, a little higher. Now, to the left just a little. Just a little. Right there. Right there. There you go baby, lick it right there. Right there! Right there! Oh, I wish my boyfriend did this more often!” Heather exclaimed, resting her hand on Whitney’s head.

“Yeah? How’s she doing?” I asked, stroking my cock slowly.

“Pretty good.” Heather panted.

“Maybe I’ll let you borrow her for more practice.”

“I might like that.” Heather grinned, combing her hands through Whitney’s hair.

I watched as Heather’s eyes closed and her hips began to slowly buck against Whitney’s face. She was clearly hitting all the right spots and Heather began making soft groaning noises.

“Oh yes. Oh yes. Fuck that’s nice. Yeah. Yeah, that’s the spot. Lick it right there. Right there. Oh yeah. Oh yeah! Yes! Oh fuck yes!” She gasped, lifting one leg over Whitney’s shoulder and humping her crotch against her face I watched as Heather leaned back against the wall, her heaving chest making her large breasts bounce in her shirt.

“It’s getting hot in here.” I commented.

“Yeah it is!” Heather exclaimed lustily.

“You should take off your shirt.” I suggested gently.

Heather quickly grabbed her shirt and tore it off. A sexy, lacy bra barely contained her tits.

“Oh shit! Shit! Keep that up girl! I’m gonna cum! Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum!” She cried out, clawing at the wall for purchase.

“Go ahead, do it. She wants you too!” I encouraged.

“Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Don’t stop! Oh fuck, I’m close! I’m close! Don’t stop! Right there! Fuck! Right there! Yes! There it is! There it is! Oh fuck, this is gonna be nice! Shit, here it comes! FUCK YES!” Heather screamed, grinding her crotch roughly against Whitney’s face. To her credit, Whitney never stopped what she was doing as Heather crushed her pelvis against her nose. Heather let out a few more scream and then released her, unwrapping her leg from Whitney’s head.

“Damn that was nice.” Heather panted, fanning herself.

“You like that?” I asked.

“Yeah I did. I might have to take you up on your offer to borrow her.”

“Any time. Just let me know.” I grinned.

“So, now what?” She asked.

“Now, I think it’s my turn?”

“Your turn for what?”

“To fuck you.” I grinned.

Heather’s face straightened a little.

“I don’t know about that.”

“Why not?”

“What about her?” Heather asked, looking at Whitney.

“She loves to watch me fuck other girls, don’t you?” I asked. We both turned and looked at Whitney. While she had actually not seen me with another girl before, I knew that she wouldn’t say no. As I suspected, Whitney nodded confidently.

“I got a boyfriend.” Heather said. Her voice was full of resolve but I could hear cracks in it.

“He’s not here.” I grinned, pulling another $100 out of my wallet.

“You do have a really nice dick.” She said slowly.

I pulled another bill out.

“Yeah, and?” I asked.

“I do have a favor to ask.” She said.

“What’s that?”

“Do you really fuck her in the ass?”

“Yup. All the time.”

“Really?” She asked, her voice curious.

“Yup.”

“Can I watch?”

“Sure, after I do you.” I said confidently, sitting on the bench and holding my cock upright.

“It is a really nice dick.”

“You’’ll like it. Come on, come give it a try.” I urged.

Heather stared at me for another long moment and then slowly walked towards me. I watched as she straddled my lap and I held my cock up against her pussy opening.

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” She shook her head.

“It’s just sex. And money!” I commented as Heather lowered herself onto me. Her thighs rested on my lap and her large breasts were directly in my face.

“Thanks. Fuck that’s nice!” Heather gasped as she settled down onto me. She wiggled her hips back and forth as if testing the depth of my cock. Finding the middle, she leaned her head back and pushed down, thrusting her tits out.

“Damn baby!” I exclaimed as she began to buck on my lap, wrapping her arms around my shoulders. This girl could move!

“Fuck yeah! Fuck that’s nice! Fuck, that’s a nice dick! Nice dick! Oh yeah. Oh yeah fuck me!” She panted, moving her hips around in circles. I reached up and pulled her bra straps off her shoulders, tugging her cups down under her tits.

“Fuck you got great tits!” I exclaimed, reaching up and cupping them.

“Squeeze them.” She demanded, her voice panting as she rocked her hips back and forth. I didn’t need to be told twice. I reached up with the other hand and squeezed her tits roughly, pinching her nipples in between my fingers.

“Oh fuck yes!” She hissed, thrusting her tits towards my hands. I glanced over to see that Whitney was still sitting on the floor. She had her skirt pulled up and was wildly frigging her pussy. I didn’t allow her to wear panties when I was around and her fingers were slick with her juice.

“Hey Heather, I got a question for you.” I said.

“Yeah?” She moaned.

“Have you ever had your ass licked while you were getting fucked?” I said loudly, staring at Whitney. The blood rushed out of her face.

“No. But that sounds really hot.” She gasped.

“Would you like to try it?” I asked, still staring at Whitney.

“Yeah I think so.” She panted.

I motioned to Whitney, who crawled over to us slowly.

“Now, hold still and lean over. We don’t want you to break her nose.” I directed. Heather nodded and leaned over my chest, pushing her tits into my face. Whitney moved behind her and placed her hands on her ass cheeks. I could feel the increased pressure on my cock as Whitney spread her cheeks open. Her hot breath passed over my balls, making me tingle a little as she leaned in.

I looked up at Heather, who’s face went from pleasure, to discomfort to shock.

“Oh shit! Shit! She’s really doing it! Oh shit, she’s licking my ass!” She exclaimed.

“I told you!” I replied, watching her expression.

“Shit, she’s really doing it! She’s really doing it! She’s got her tongue in my butt!” Heather said, her voice a mixture of shock, disgust and lust.

“Do you like it?” I asked.

Heather groaned, rocking her hips on my lap, pushing down on my dick and shoving her butt back against Whitney’s face.

“I don’t know yet.” She admitted, though her voice was dripping with arousal.

“Whitney, you hear that? You need to do a better job. Come on girl, get your tongue in there! Deeper! Work it!” I demanded, my voice firm.

I felt Whitney’s hands tighten on Heather’s ass cheeks and the older girl let out a shriek.

“Shit, she’s up my ass! Fuck! Fuck! Her fucking tongue is up my fucking ass!” She screamed, jerking her hips forward as if to get away from Whitney.

“You like it?” I asked again, twisting her nipples a little.

“Fuck that feels so fucking weird! I never let anyone play with my ass before! My boyfriend has been trying to get up my ass for months and now some girl has her tongue up my ass!” She exclaimed.

“And? So?” I pressed, pulling on her nipples.

“Fuck, it feels so fucking good! Shit, keep doing that!” She replied. I wasn’t sure if she was talking to me, Whitney or both.

Before I could ask, however, she began to rock back and forth on my lap again, thrusting her ass back against Whitney’s face.

“Yeah baby, move that ass!” I encouraged, panting a little.

“Fuck that’s good! Fuck that’s good! Fuck that feels so fucking weird! Gawd dammit, how long is your tongue girl?” Heather moaned, rocking her hips around in a circle.

“Fuck girl, you can fucking move your ass! I’m gonna lose it!” I exclaimed.

“Don’t! Not yet! Fuck, let me enjoy this for a while! Fuck, gawd dammit I swear her tongue is fucking foot long and its up my ass! Fuck you got a nice dick! Shit, I”m gonna go again with that! Shit! She’s gonna make me again!” Heather exclaimed, leaning her head over towards me and thrusting her ass backwards.

“Do it babe. Fucking cum.” I demanded, twisting her nipples harder.

“Shit yeah. Shit yeah. Shit yes!” She panted, bucking and rocking her hips between me and Whitney. I could see sweat running down her chest between her breasts.

“Deeper Whitney! Get in there! Stick a finger in!” I yelled.

Heather pulled back a little and stared at me, her eyes widening. A moment later her mouth fell open and her face clenched up in discomfort.

“Oh SHIT! SHIT, she’s up my ass!” Heather moaned loudly, her head tilting backwards a little.

“What is?” I asked teasingly.

“She’s got a finger up my butt!”

“Yeah?”

“YES! SHIT!” She hissed.

“Deeper! Get it up in there!” I yelled.

“FUCK!” Heather screamed, her mouth dropping open and her eyes widening in shock.

“Yeah?” I teased.

“Ohmygawd!”

“Whitney, get another one in there. Now!” I demanded.

Heather began to protest but just as the words started to form on her mouth, she let out a shriek.

“FUCK!” She screamed, grabbing my shoulders and burying her head in my chest. I could feel the additional pressure against my shaft as Whitney began to slide her two fingers in and out of Heather’s asshole.

“Yeah? How’s that?”

“Fucking big! I’m full. I’m so full. I’m so full!” Heather gasped, her vice like grip on my shoulders tightening as Whitney penetrated her ass.

“Yeah? You gonna cum?”

“Uh huh. I’m gonna and it’s gonna be big!” She exclaimed.

The smell of sex and sweat filled the small dressing room and Heather’s panting grew louder. Whitney kept up a steady pace with her fingers and we soon found a good rhythm, alternating into her holes. I held myself back, restraining my own orgasm for the first time, mostly out of curiosity.

I was rewarded very shortly.

Heather finally shoved her head into my shoulder and screamed, her ass bouncing up and down in a random motion as her first anally induced orgasm hit. I could feel her pussy juice flowing over my cock and Whitney continued to pump her back door as her howls filled my ears.

“No more! Please, take it out! I can’t cum any more! Please. Fuck, it’s too much!” She gasped. Heather let out a huge sigh of relief and I felt the pressure on my cock reduce as Whitney removed her fingers from her rectum.

“You like that?” I teased.

“Fuck, that was incredible.” She panted.

“Yup.”

“That was just fingers. You actually stick your dick in her ass?”

“Yup.”

“I wanna see.”

“You ready?” I asked Whitney.

“Yes Sir.” She nodded.

Heather slowly climbed off my lap and fell onto the small bench as I stood up. Whitney moved over next to her on the bench.

“Skirt up. Spread that ass you slut.” I demanded, adopting my ‘in charge’ voice. Whitney quickly pulled her skirt up over her ass and reached back, spreading her own ass cheeks open. Her asshole winked at me as I moved behind her.

“Wow, that was hot.” Heather commented as I fitted my cock against Whitney’s asshole.

“Yeah, Whitney here is a little anal slut, aren’t you?” I teased.

“Yes sir.” she replied quickly.

“You’re not going to lube her or anything?” Heather asked, concerned.

“I got enough of your pussy juice on my dick. Besides, she likes it rough.” I grinned, grabbing Whitney’s hips.

“Seriously?” Heather exclaimed.

“Yes Ma’am.” Whitney grunted, grimacing a little as I pressed forward.

“Oh, I like the sound of that!” She replied, her eyes focusing on my cock.

“Yeah? Well like I said, maybe you can borrow her. Fuck yeah, that’s so fucking tight!” I exclaimed as my cock slipped passed Whitney’s anal ring and into her chute. The thin blond let out a sound, an exquisite mix of pleasure and pain as my dick sunk deeper into her rectum.

“You’re really doing it! You’re really in her ass!” Heather exclaimed, leaning forward for a closer look.

“Yeah I am.” I grunted, pushing myself forward until I was buried into Whitney’s asshole.

“And she likes it?”

“Ask her.”

“Do you?” Heather asked.

“Uh huh.” Whitney nodded, panting for breath.

“What do you like about it?”

“It’s big. It hurts but it feels good. And I like...” Whitney gasped as I pulled out.

“You like what?” Heather asked, her voice dripping with curiosity.

“I like being used.” She panted out a reply as I pushed my cock forward, sinking into her rectum again.

“Wow.” Heather whispered.

“Now now, tell her the truth. It’s not that you just like being used. Tell her what you are.” I teased, pulling my cock out so just the head was remaining.

“I’m a slut.” Whitney replied, her voice barely a whisper as I shoved back in.

“What are you?” I teased, withdrawing.

“I’m a slut!” She replied louder.

“Whose slut are you?” I asked, shoving back in.

“Yours! I’m your dirty slut!” She shrieked as I bottomed out in her.

“Again!” I demanded, pulling out and ramming back in.

“I’m yours! I’m your dirty slut! Please, fuck me! Fuck my ass! Fuck me Daddy! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass Daddy! Oh fuck, you’re in so deep in my ass Daddy!” Whitney howled as I rammed her from behind. Heather’s eyes were the size of saucers and at the word ‘Daddy’ her hand flew to her mouth. She stared at us intently as I grabbed Whitney’s hair and yanked her head back.

“Tell Heather how much you love Daddy’s dick in your ass.” I teased, grunting as I pounded her from behind, staring at Heather, who now had her hand between her legs and was frigging herself wildly.

“Oh Daddy, I love it! It feels so good! I love it! I love Daddy’s dick in my ass! It’s so good up my ass!” She panted.

“I’m gonna cum up your ass you dirty slut!”

“Do it! Please Daddy! Please come up my dirty ass! I wanna feel you shoot it up inside my ass!” She screamed.

I wrapped my hands around Whitney’s neck, using it to pull myself forward into her. I could hear Whitney wheezing and gasping for air, but I didn’t stop or even slow down.

“It’s coming bitch. Get ready!” I grunted, slamming into Whitney’s rectum as hard as I could.

“Do it, please! Cum Daddy.” She gasped, struggling for air.

I shoved my cock into her chute as hard as I could and held there, blowing my cum deep up inside her guts.

“Fuck yeah!” I yelled, finally releasing her neck as I emptied my balls. Whitney collapsed onto the bench and shoved her hand between her legs. I could feel her fingers dancing over her clit as I fired again and as my cum sprayed the inside of her colon, I could feel her own orgasm quickly approaching.

“Oh, I’m close! On fuck, Daddy, can I cum? Please! Please Daddy can I cum?” She begged.

“Yes. Cum bitch!” I demanded, bringing my hand down hard onto her ass cheek, making an extremely loud smacking noise followed by an equally loud scream from Whitney as she was shocked by pain and the waves of pleasure as her orgasm hit.

“Oh Daddy, I’m cumming! I’m cumming Daddy!” Whitney screamed, shoving her ass back against me. I was deflating at this point so I yanked my cock out of her ass with a loud pop, followed by a gurgling noise as my cum bubbled out of her stretched asshole.

“Fuck!” Heather exclaimed, still frigging her pussy.

“Daddy, I’m gonna make a mess! It’s coming out!” Whitney cried, suddenly lifting her body up and clamping a hand over her ass, which was still making wet, sloppy noises. I looked down and picked up a shirt that Whitney had selected for me to buy and pressed it over her asshole.

“Go clean up you filthy slut.” I demanded, opening the dressing room door and smacking Whitney on the ass. She quickly got up and scurried out of the room, still holding the shirt against her perky butt.

“You’re gonna pay for that.” Heather breathed.

I turned to look at her. She was flushed and breathing hard, her hand still between her legs.

“I know.” I shrugged.

“That was so fucking hot. You do that a lot? She asked, panting.

“Yeah, at least once a day.”

“One a DAY?” She exclaimed. “My boyfriend has been trying to get up my ass for months.”

“You saw what it did to her, maybe you should try it.” I grinned.

“Maybe.” She panted, her eyes closing.

I watched as she rubbed on her own breast, her fingers moving in circles over her clit. She quickly brought herself to another hard orgasm.

“Very nice. Hot.” I commented, stuffing my cock back into my pants and looking down at the sweaty girl.

“Thanks. I don’t know how I’m gonna get the smell out of the room though.” She grinned, picking up her clothes.

“Doesn’t seem like you have a lot of customers anyway.” I commented.

“Yeah, this place is sorta dead.”

“Well, I’ll help out with that.”

“Oh yeah?”

Whitney came hobbling around the corner, looking flushed but dressed. Heather pulled on her clothes and unlocked the door. Surprisingly, there were customers outside waiting for her. Whitney and I gave each other silly grins as they entered the store and we pretended like everything was normal as I tried on the clothes that she had selected.

As I cashed out, Heather slipped me a paper with her number.

“Call me. Maybe I’ll let you do my butt next time.” She whispered.

“What’s up sis?” I called out as I wandered onto the pool deck. Candace was laying on a towel, her bikini straps untied as she sunned herself.

“Not a lot bro. How’s it going?” She replied as I dropped next to her.

“Same shit. Hey, you might wanna roll over. You’re getting pretty brown on back, you wouldn’t want white boobs, would you?” I asked, grinning at her.

“Hah! Nice try! Don’t worry, I’ll roll over, as soon as you leave.” She replied.

I made a pouting face which made her laugh.

“Want me to oil your back?” I asked sweetly.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” She replied with a grin.

“Yup.”

“Perv.”

“So, are you excited to be a senior? I asked.

“It’s just another year.” She shrugged.

“True. Just means that it’s your last year. Also, you’re gonna be a real adult in a few months.”

“Yeah.” Candace replied. Her face suddenly dropped and her voice went soft.

“What, you’re not excited to be legal?”

“Yeah.” She replied again, her voice distant.

“What’s wrong?”

“Sorry, it’s nothing. So, sounded like you were having some fun the other day.” Candace grinned.

Robert had sent Kristy and Julia over as a random surprise. I had purposefully left my bedroom door open as I drilled both of them in the ass. I spanked them both and called them both names. Not to the level as I do with Whitney, but definitely put them through some porn star acting.

“Yeah. It was a good time.” I shrugged.

“Oh yeah? You seem pretty blase about ass fucking two girls. Is that just boring to you now? You apparently did a hell of a job on them. I could hear them screaming down the hall and I saw them both waddling out to their car.” She laughed.