It had been a while since I had seen her. Three years to be exact. Her brother and I played on the high school football team. He was the quarterback and I was the wide receiver. We were a good team and went to the state championship. After the games she was always giving me the eye. When I left she was just fifteen. I always wanted to fuck her, but my friends thought she was too young. They called her jailbait and so no pussy was worth going to the slammer for.
Late at night I would lie in bed thinking of her tight little pussy and her even tighter ass as I stroked my cock. In my fantasy she was always a good fuck. My good little whore.
I left for college and had forgotten about her till I ran into her brother. He told me that his little sister had a mad crush on me but knew I would never give her the time of day.
There was no way I was going to tell him that I masturbated thinking of his little sister.
I acted cool about the whole thing when asking for her number. Telling him, “Maybe I’ll give her a call just to say Hi”.
I did not wait to return to my room, I called her from my cell phone.
She seemed exited to hear from me and we hit it off pretty well. So well, in fact, that she decided to come visit me.
Someone can change a lot in three years and that night as I was in bed stroking my cock I wonder how much she had changed. Thinking of her again gave me a powerful orgasm, my jism shot up to the middle of my chest.
The next day she was right on time, when I heard a knock at the door I peered through the peephole and saw her standing they’re looking nervous. I opened the door and gasped. She was stunning. Her shoulder length black hair fell perfectly around a slightly snobby looking, but cute face. She was wearing a black skirt and a red top. And I could see she had grown in the breast department as well. I invited her in and we made small talk before deciding to go out for dinner.
Dinner was uneventful; she showed no signs in being interested in me. Discouraged, I took her back to my place and we started to watch TV. I offered to make her a drink and she accepted. Knowing it couldn't hurt to get her a little tipsy, I made her a rum & coke. After three more drinks the conversation changed from small talk to sex. I asked her if she ever thought about me.
"Yes," she said with a little giggle.
We started talking about old times. We could not recall the name of the old English teacher. She asked if I happen to have my high school yearbook. With luck I did, it was in my bedroom. In a few minutes we were in my room sitting on my bed. She was trying to find the teacher in the yearbook as I was looking at the way the thin fabric of her skirt rested on her silky smooth thigh.
I leaned forward and kissed her gently on the neck. She turned her head to the side and moaned as her eyes closed. I gently took the book from her and placed it on the nightstand. My lips worked their way from her neck up to her lips and she returned the kiss, pushing her tongue into my mouth.
"I've been waiting for this for a long time," she said. If she only knew that I too had been waiting the same from her. I wondered if she ever played with her pussy and thought of me?
I ran my hands through her hair as our tongues continued to dance in each other's mouths. She kissed my lips then broke away to kiss my ear. That's when she whispered something to me that almost made me cum in my pants.
"I want you to use me in every way you ever dreamed of. I want to be your little whore."
With no further encouragement I helped her off with her top and bra and took her tits my hands. I rubbed her nipples between my finger and thumb as we continued kissing. I was surprised a little when her hand dropped to my crotch and she started rubbing the straining bulge in my pants. She then helped me pull my shirt over my head and dropped her face to my stomach kissing her way up my torso. When our lips met again it was with even more passion and her moans became louder and more frequent. My hand lightly brushed her leg and she squirmed pushing her hips forward. I reached under her skirt and touched her silky panties, feeling the outline of her smooth little pussy lips. I could feel the fabric was getting quite moist. She started to remove her skirt, but I stopped her.
"Leave it on."
She nodded and continued caressing my cock through my pants. I reached under her and pulled her damp panties down her legs. She lay back on the bed and I lay beside her, with my hand stroking her sweet little shaved pussy.
"I shaved for you," she said.
"I love it shaved, thank you."
I pressed my finger into her slit and felt her wetness. My finger worked its way into her tight little cunt moving in and out getting nice and wet.
"So you want to be my little whore?"
"Oh yes," she replied between moans.
"Will you do anything I ask?"
"Anything! I just want you so bad."
