It started with a dare. The other girls thought they were being cute, making the shy little

freshman kiss me during Truth or Dare. They didn't know I'd been watching her for weeks. Didn't know she bit her lip

every time I spoke. Didn't know she kept glancing at my chest when she thought I wouldn't notice.

I noticed. So when they dared her to kiss me, I leaned in, grabbed the back of her neck,

and made it real, slow, deep, dominant. When I pulled back her lips were parted, her cheeks flushed, and her thighs were already

pressing together.

I whispered in her ear, you're coming to my room after this.

She nodded, good girl.

When I opened the door later that night, she was there waiting, eyes wide like she didn't know what she was in for.

I shut the door behind her and locked it. Strip. She hesitated just a second too long. So I made her kneel. I undressed her piece by piece, running my hands over her trembling skin, my nails dragging just hard enough to leave a trail.

"'Have you ever been with a girl before?

I asked.

She shook her head.

No.

I smiled.

Then you're going to learn exactly how to please one.

I pulled her to her feet, dragged her onto the bed, and straddled her face, lowering myself onto her mouth, as she gasped and whimpered.

"'Tong out, baby girl. If you can't make me come with that mouth, you'll have to use her whole fucking body.

She was clumsy at first, shy, soft, but I trained her. I pulled her hair, guided her rhythm,

rolled my hips over her lips, until she was licking like she was starved.

Good girl. Just like that. Fuck. Yes, keep licking. Don't you dare stop. I came hard, grinding into her face, moaning loud enough for the whole damn house to hear.

She looked up at me, soaked in my slick, eyes wild with want.

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