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Chapter 5 -- Leading up to the Grad Party
Paige asked me if she could use my house for her graduation party. I pretended as though it was a big deal and I was reluctant. In a fake stern voice, I reminded her, "I told you this wasn't a place for your friends to hang out."
Paige played along with my act in her sexy way. She dramatically offered, "What will I do? I really want that party. I would do 'anything' to be able to have it here and use the pool."
"You are asking for a lot you know." I brushed the side of her face with my fingers. "But if you'll do 'anything', I have a few ideas on how you can convince me..."
Her mocked shock was over the top. Her eyes were large, she placed her open hand in front of her mouth that had formed an 'O'. "Not that. I couldn't!"
"Then no party." I tried to play it cool, but I could not help from smiling.
"Mr. D, you are a monster! What do you want with me?" She had morphed her character into a southern belle.
"Take off your shirt and show me your boobs."
"Never!"
"Fine, no pool party."
She slowly unbuttoned her shirt, but held it closed.
"Show them to me now." I demanded.
She opened her shirt she was wearing a red lace bra that added some extra padding and boosting of her flesh. It made her smallish orange sized boobs look like perky cantaloupe sized melons with lots of cleavage. Originally, I had planned to make her remove her bra, but now I wanted to see her in it a bit longer.
I slid my hand inside her bra and felt her nipple. She lightly slapped my hand away. "I never." She gasped at me in her fake southern accent.
"For that you have to remove your pants."
"No!"
"Take your stuff and go. Find somewhere else for your party."
"Okay I'll do it. You won't tell anyone will you? I have my reputation, you know."
"Our secret." I promised. She shimmied out of her pants. She had matching red lace panties on. Dripping wet red lace panties. I had never seen her this wet before. Not without having touched her.
Paige didn't own any normal underwear. I had once asked her why all of hers was so sexy. Her response was "Why eat hamburger when you can have steak. Don't you want steak?" Yes, I did. On Paige it was more like prime rib though. I feasted my eyes on her now. She played shy, hiding behind her hands.
It was difficult not to jump her bones on the spot. Luckily, I wanted to play this fantasy out.
I commanded Paige, "Put your arms at your sides." she was blushing and breathing hard. She was really getting into character.
I leaned in and kissed and licked at the exposed portions of her boobs. I slid one hand into the back of her panties and groped her ass.
"Oh, you brute! Please stop." However, her hand was on the back of my head pinning my face in place. I enjoyed her flesh for a couple minutes before I stopped. She looked disappointed between her heavy breaths.
"On your knees." I commanded her.
She kneeled in front of me looking up innocently. "What are you going to do with me?"
"Take it out"
"Take what out?"
"Open my pants and take my cock out you little slut."
"I'm not a slut." She said in a very straight voice. This was a real response not part of the act. I had not talked to her like this before. I guess I struck a nerve.
"I won't tell you twice. If you keep resisting I will tell everyone how you stripped for me and there will be no party."
She returned to the southern belle act and said "Oh Mr. D, please don't tell anyone. I'll do whatever you say. I'm just so scared of what you are doing to me and the way you are making me feel." She pulled my pants and boxers down and I stepped out of them.
"Go on, kiss it."
"You are sick." She informed me, but she stood on her knees and kissed the end of my dick. She lifted it with her hand and licked the underside. She licked all parts of it. I think she was forgetting our game and getting caught up in the moment. I was not complaining.
"Now suck on it."
"You are so dirty." She went to work. I loved her style. The way she was alternating between moving her hand and moving her mouth. I noticed she had a hand down the front of her panties rubbing herself. She even deep throated me a little. She would take breaks time to time bathing my member in kisses and licks. She was becoming a master at pleasing me. Truth be told, we were both getting good at knowing each other's bodies. She quickly got me to the point of bursting. I didn't warn her I just grunted and put a hand on the back of her head. As I cum she swallowed without reservation.
I after I was spent she inquired, "So, do I get my party now?"
"Not quite yet."
She smiled. "I did what you said, you are so unfair you bad man."
I had her remove her drenched underwear and sit on the dining table. I sat in a chair with my face between her thighs. I licked at her for many minutes.
She vocally protested, "Stop, why are you doing this to me?" All the while, her hands were pulling my face into her. Her actions clearly stated don't you dare stop. I worked two fingers into her and probed for her g-spot. After caressing her insides for a few minutes her body bucked as she came. I slid her off the table and onto my hardness. I entered inside of her slowly.
"You are insatiable." She declared. I let her ride me at her own pace while I massaged her butt cheeks. She moaned, "Oh Mr. D, you are an animal." I kissed her as she humped up and down trying to get me to cum again. When she finally succeeded, we sat for a few minutes before she asked, "Do I get my party now?"
"I'm coming around to the idea. Maybe after five or six sessions like this I will agree." I suggested.
"Then I think we should make it an even dozen times just to make sure you are fully on board." She countered. "I'm going to start planning the party now just in case you say yes."
"Sounds good." I paused. "Sorry about calling you a slut."
