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Six months. The most wonderful six months of my life. And, no, I'm not exaggerating. THE Darren Davis was all mine, or should I say I was all his. Being his girlfriend/babydoll was more than I could have hoped for.
He made the age gap feel like the most insignificant thing in the world, when before it had felt like I'd end up getting shamed for it. Six months. In these six months, I felt finally freed, and I could tell Daddy was free too.
We'd had countless dates to the coffee shop, comic book stores, you name it. I had finished college for the first year and was ready to be at Daddy's work every day visiting and helping during my early summer break. And, ok, maybe fucking.
My parents were completely oblivious that there was anything sexual happening yet. They knew we were a couple and were surprisingly alright with it. My mom especially enjoyed when he and I spent time together at his school, because surely we wouldn't be doing anything inappropriate in a school. It made me hot how sneaky we were.
This particular afternoon was a hot and sticky Friday in May. I was using his laptop while he taught his class. They were all high school seniors and me coming into the classroom had become more normal to them. Mr. Davis always referred to me as his special helper, which always made the adults in the room snicker behind his back.
I've asked him to stop calling me that since they might suspect something, but he had told me he wanted all these young men to know that he had the game to be fucking a college girl. One guy was even ballsy enough to ask if he had the hots for me and he just replied, "Well, of course, she's my girlfriend."
Many women seemed to be turned off by this, but all the men were in awe. Daddy and I knew they lusted after me and we didn't mind. It made things even more fun.
I was sitting at his laptop in the back of the room with my headphones on, in an incognito Internet tab. I had my legs spread open on the cold, metal student desk seat. I had my hair in pigtails and was wearing a skirt, since I knew that drove Daddy crazy and I was especially horny that day.
Just previously when his other senior class left for lunch, one of the young men had grabbed my ass on the way out. I told Daddy about it during his lunch break and it ended in me sucking his cock dry. We had almost gotten caught when we lost track of time and I didn't get to finish.
I was pouting in the back of the room while he was intently involved in his lesson. Quickly, I pulled up some porn and tried to hide my giggle as I clicked my cursor in the websites search engine. All of the students were facing forward and carefully taking notes for use on the final exam, unaware of my antics.
I typed "Daddy" in the search bar. My go to when I wanted to cum. I scrolled for a minute and clicked on a few different options before settling on the best one. There wasn't any discernable story to this one, but I could probably guess. They were in a living room on the couch and the woman was sitting, topless, in the man's lap. I was immediately intrigued.
"Be a good girl and let Step-Daddy teach you everything you need to know, baby girl."
I shuddered already as he slid his strong hands underneath the woman's plaid skirt, presumably a school uniform. The woman gasped and I moved my face closer to the screen, wiggling in my seat. The tingling sensation in my pussy only intensified as I watched him reach around her and finger her mercilessly. She lied in his lap helplessly and screamed into his hand.
"Shush now, little one, we don't want Mommy to hear."
I couldn't resist sliding my own hand down my skirt and dipping my fingers into my wetness. His soothing voice and her stifled moans blasted through the headphones.
I lifted my eyes to my own Daddy, looking so handsome and in control in the front of the room. I waited until he made eye contact with me before raising my soaked fingers to my mouth and sucking.
He visibly stuttered out whatever he was saying, but I couldn't hear what it was. He didn't do a good job of hiding how much he was ogling me because Malcolm, a young man in the back row, turned around to look at me. I quickly pretended like I was just biting my nails and returned my eyes to the laptop screen. Both he and Daddy knew I was up to something naughty.
Malcolm kept staring at me, so I stopped touching myself and just continued to watch the video. I checked the time. Only five minutes of class left before the end of the day. I could get through this and I knew Daddy would take care of me soon enough.
I felt both of their burning stares set fire to my core. Five minutes, just five minutes. I repeated in my head as I watched the porn on the screen. He pumped faster and faster. Yes, please, come on, go faster. Faster. Faster. The man rubbed her pussy faster still and she yelped, squirting her juices all over the camera. She gushed everywhere - and I mean everywhere - and it wouldn't stop coming in thick, clear streams as her pussy twitched.
"Oh my god!" I yelled out in surprise, before realizing what I had done. It wasn't until everyone turned around that I noticed my hand was in my skirt. Oh shit. I panicked as I saw Daddy's face, but I didn't need to see it to know how angry he was and how much of a punishment I would be getting.
My eyes flew around the room and my mouth was wide open. Half of the class turned to look at me, the other half gathered their things since they were eager to be going home soon. Of the people that were looking at me, Malcolm's eyes were the only ones in the room to dart down to my pussy area. Daddy didn't need to look. He already knew what I was up to.
I discreetly pulled my hand out of there but Malcolm had already seen. I watched him as he brought his fingers to a V in front of his mouth and wiggled his tongue in between them as he walked passed me to leave. I still didn't know what to do. I was so embarrassed. No, mortified. And it only made me that much hotter.
The bell finally rang and the class rushed out. It did nothing to ease my anxiousness. Daddy was still staring at me and he crossed his arms ever so slowly. I knew that look all too well.
I shut the laptop screen as he ran over to lock the door. My heart pounded. I had been caught and I couldn't escape. How did I always end up in these situations? Why was I such a fucking slut?
I thought he was going to yell at me and maybe even grab me by the hair and spank me right away. He strode over and I winced. But he didn't do either of those things. Oh, how I wanted him to. All he did was lean down close to me. When his eyes met mine and I felt his breath on my lips, I decided this was just as scary and exciting.
"Babydoll," he cooed, surprisingly calm in tone but still an angry facial expression. "What are you doing on my school laptop?" He phrased it as a statement, not a question.
"Um, noth -"
"Don't you finish that sentence, baby. Because I know it wasn't nothing," he responded, placing his large hand on my thigh.
I began to tremble. He noticed this and lightly stroked my thigh over the fabric of my skirt.
His face softened ever so slightly. "Because I know it was something."
My breath hitched and I contemplated what to do next. I felt absolutely powerless and knew he could take - no, have - anything he wanted from me and I would give it to him. Willingly. Anything, just so he could inch his hand underneath my skirt and touch me where I needed it most.
"Alright, babydoll. Just open that laptop for Daddy and show him what naughty film you were watching, ok, princess?"
Shaking, I raised my hand from my lap to grab onto the lid. My fingers fumbled as I tried to grab hold of it and lift it. He simply watched my nervous state in amusement. He got off on it. My head hung in shame and my hand flew back to my lap as Daddy looked at the screen.
"Read the title, babydoll. Out loud for me. Please." He smiled now.
My head snapped up to him and my eyes widened. He really was getting me good on this one, his hand still rubbing my thigh. I turned my head to the screen, still shaking a bit "It says -" my voice came out hoarse so I cleared my throat.
"What, babydoll?" He took his hand off my thigh and raised it to his ear, comically. "Daddy can't hear you when you're mumbling like a little baby. Come now, speak up"
"It says," I repeated, just above a whisper, "Step-Daddy Teaches Babygirl a Lesson and Makes Her Squirt." I hated saying those words out loud. And he knew it. I searched his eyes for approval.
"That's better, baby. Good girl."
I sighed in relief, knowing I had pleased him.
"You like that," He continued, again phrasing it as a statement rather than a question. "You want Daddy to put you in his lap and take care of you like that, babydoll." With that final statement, he grabbed my hand and led me over to his big leather desk chair at the front corner of the room. I was so excited. When I stood up, I felt the wetness coating my pussy spill onto my inner thighs.
He sat down and lifted me on top of him. As my back rested against his broad chest, my ass rubbed against his pants and I felt his hard cock. I tilted my head back, lifting my skirt, and slowly rubbed my naked little bum back and forth over the pokey object in his pants.
"Mm, baby, if you keep that up you're going to have a mess on your hands real soon. Oh, God, you're not wearing any panties," He growled.
Daddy wrapped his hand around me and reached to rub my grotesquely swollen clit. Just like in the video. He rubbed and I moaned into his neck, still grinding.
"Mm, you're Daddy's naughty little princess. Such a dirty slut for Daddy, oh fuck!" Daddy was trying to keep his composure, I know he was. Normally, I would get spanked for being so naughty, but not today. I was more determined than ever to make him dump a load in his work pants as I ground faster. Faster. Faster.
"Baby, say my name," he panted, grinding his hips into me violently, shoving my body into himself, using me for his own pleasure. He continued strumming my clit back and forth speedily.
"Please cum for me, Daddy!" I yelped as I felt something build up in me that I hadn't felt before. "Daddy, please I'm gonna cum!"
We both let out a string of curse words and couldn't hold back. I screamed as my entire body started to spasm with pleasure and, to both of our surprises, clear liquid shot out of my little pussy and rained down on his pants, his desk, and our bodies. He commended me but I couldn't understand what he was saying as I kept squirting and squirting. I did feel him cum into his pants as we both became a slippery mess.
It took us a while to come down from that high, as he softly caressed my lower half.
"Holy shit, Daddy. You made me squirt." I was so amused.
"Jenna, that was the hottest shit I've ever seen. You are so fucking sexy."
I blushed and got off of him. Both of us were noticeably wet.
"I'll go to the bathroom and get us some paper towels, Daddy." I smoothed my skirt down over my bare pussy, staring at his now cum-stained pants. He nodded. Before I left, I unzipped his pants and licked up all of the cum I could before swallowing it and leaving the room with a flourish.
I strutted down the hall to the girls' bathroom and opened the door. I looked at myself in the mirror and laughed at my appearance. Before I could reach the paper towel dispenser, I heard a chuckle echo my own. I froze. It was a man's chuckle. And not Daddy's. I backed up to the door as I saw someone emerge from the last stall.
My heart skipped.
Malcolm.
He sauntered closer.
"I was hoping you'd stop by," He stated, cooly, now inches from my face.
I reached for the door handle, but he snatched my hand away and pinned me to the adjacent wall.
"I just want to play with you."
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