Good Girl Gone Bad

You’ll never guess who I ran into yesterday. Okay, stop guessing. I ran into my old English teacher from high school, Mr. Davies. I loved it when he would write on the blackboard; he had the best ass I’ve ever seen on a guy. The rest of him wasn’t bad either.  He’s around 35 years old, has dark brown hair, a nicely defined jaw and a physique that screams regular gym sessions.

I ran into him at a club downtown. I was ordering a drink and he came over.

“I remember when you weren’t old enough to drink but you’ve grown up a lot since then. I don’t think you should be parading yourself around like that. You might give men thoughts they shouldn’t be having. ” He said to me and I nearly died.

I was so glad I had worn my favorite navy blue dress; it was low cut and showed off my best features. I decided to make my high school fantasy a reality.

I smiled at him and naughtily replied “You sound like my dad. Good thing you’re not or else the thoughts I’m having right now would be a bit wrong.”

“You’re definitely giving me wrong thoughts right now.  Why don’t you show daddy how much you’ve grown up.” he said.

“Step daddy, it sounds better.  I can show you all night long how grown up I am.” I told him and took him back to my place.

I led him to my bedroom and asked him what he wanted his little girl to do.

“Why don’t you give daddy a striptease?” he answered.

I slowly undressed and paused when taking my panties off so he could see how wet they were. He stroked himself through his jeans. When I had finished my striptease he got up and undressed.

“Come on before your mom comes home and we get caught. We don’t want her to know that daddy prefers his princess over her.”

He laid me down on the bed and kissed a trail from my neck down to my pussy. His tongue slipped inside and he began to lick my juices. He nibbled on my clit and I groaned out loud.  He pushed himself up and leaned over me. He parted my legs and entered. I was so wet he slipped right in. He was big and I felt my pussy stretch to get all of him in. He began to thrust slowly but I wanted him hard and fast. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him close. My hips matched him thrust for thrust. I gripped his arms and told him to go faster. He did and before long we were on the edge of cumming.  I clenched my pussy muscles to bring the orgasm on and cried “Harder, daddy!” He gave one final thrust and I had the best orgasm of my life.

If only he were my stepdad. We could make some amazing home movies that’d be a lot more fun to watch than the childhood vacation ones I used to suffer through when visiting my grandparents.