I flop down on my bed between all my stuffed animals. I was so happy to be back to my bed, school was brutal today. Everything’s been crappy lately. I still don’t have much of a social life at school, though I think I have Mr. D, my history teacher, checking me out. I at least have his attention. (ditching those pesky panties sure seemed to help.) It’s nice to have someone’s attention. Daddy’s been so wrapped up in his new gf, and job since we moved in with her, that I’ve been left to myself. I don’t know what’s so special about her, there’s nothing she can do for daddy that I can’t do, or do better for that matter.
I decide to relieve some stress from the day. I strip my uniform off right down to my white little socks, and lay on my bed. I’ll just think about Mr. D, and what I’d like hi to do with me. As I slip one hand down my body, and use one finger to press on my tiny clit, I start pinching my little tits with the other. In my mind’s eye I can see it perfectly, staying after class. Hopping up on his desk, with one leg crossed at the thigh, leaning back on my hands a little, so my skirt would hike up to my hip, and make my little cunny play peek-a-boo. I can feel his fingers, petting my little pussy lips, cupping my breast, I gasp, he gasps, my step mom gasps… Wait, what?!
My eyes fly open and I sit straight upright. Tammy is standing in my doorway, leaning on the frame. She must have gotten back early. “Well, what do we have here? The little slut feeling horny, hmm?”
I glare, not bothering to cover myself. “What the fuck are you doing in here, Tammy? This is my room, I’ll do what I want in it!” With a smirk, she doesn’t take here eyes off me. Not only that, but she starts scanning my body up and down slowly. “I was going to tell you that your dad called, he’ll be running late, so It’s just you and me for dinner.” I suddenly become very aware of my nudity. I refuse to give her the pleasure of acting all embarrassed, though. So i just sit up straighter, pushing out my chest, squaring my shoulders. “Oh, lovely. Just you and me. Now, if you don’t mind…” and I point to the hallway behind her. “Oh, I don’t mind at all, not in the least bit.” But, instead of getting out of my room, she saunters forward. I notice she’s not wearing a thing under her thin little sundress, and her tits are peaking hard against the material. I feel a burst of wetness.
“Wha..what are you..” “Shh, it’s OK.” she cuts my stammer off, and gently cups both my tits in her hands. All I can do is look up at her, stunned. She dips her head, and takes one stiff peak into her mouth, slowly rolling her tongue over and around it. Teasing it. Then gently scrapes her teeth across it as she pulls my nipple out of her mouth. A small moan escapes my lips. My heart is pounding. She lowers her warm mouth to my other nipple, and reaches down with the other hand to cup my little pussy in her palm, resting her fingertips across my asshole. I moan again, arching my back to her affections. I want more. My body is burning up with a hot, wet need for a thorough fucking.
Daddy will be so proud! And maybe, just MAYBE, she’s not so bad, after all.
