1844-33-CANDY EXt. 423
“You know, I’ve been thinking about Mr. Harper a lot lately,” I confess, my voice barely above a whisper as I lean against the kitchen counter, watching you cook dinner. Our mom’s out at work, leaving us home alone. I am too little to watch myself, so mom left you in charge to look after me.
You look up from the sizzling pan, a smirk playing on your lips. “Mr. Harper, your 5th grade teacher?”
I nod, blushing. “Yeah, him. I like him, I don’t know how to…you know, make him like me back.”
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You chuckle, setting the spatula down. “Mercedes, you’re only 10 years old. Maybe that’s why he hasn’t shown interest. We can work on that.”
I pout, crossing my arms. “What do you mean?”
“Well, sweetheart,” you say, stepping closer to me, “Men are visual creatures. If you want him to notice you, you have to show him what he’s missing.”
“And how do I do that?”
Your eyes darken, and you lean in closer, your breath hot against my ear. “I could show you if you’d like.”
A shiver runs down my spine, and I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. You take my hand, leading me upstairs to your room, closing the door behind us.
“First things first,” you say, looking me up and down. “You need to be comfortable in your own skin. And I mean that literally.”
With a grin, you reach for the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head.
“Beautiful,” you murmur, cupping my breasts in your hands. I moan as you roll my nipples between your fingers, sending jolts of pleasure straight to my core.
“Now, let’s practice being bold,” you say, your voice low and husky. “Tell me what you want.”
I swallow hard, looking up at you through my lashes. “I want…I want you to touch me.”
You smile, your fingers tracing a path down my stomach to the waistband of my pants. “Where?”
I blush, my voice barely a whisper. “My pussy.”
You groan, pushing my pants and underwear down my legs, leaving me completely naked. I’m exposed, vulnerable, and it’s the most exciting thing I’ve ever felt.
“You’re so wet for me,” you murmur, your fingers sliding through my folds. I gasp, my hips bucking as you find my clit, circling it with your thumb.
“Oh god, that feels so good,” I moan, my hands gripping your shoulders for support.
“You’re doing great, sweetheart,” you say, your voice rough with desire. “Now, let’s practice being confident.”
You pull back, leaving me aching for more. “What do you want?”
I take a deep breath, looking you in the eye. “I want you to fuck me.”
You groan, your dick straining against your pants. “You sure about that?”
I nod, my heart pounding in my chest. “Yes, please. I want you to teach me how to be a good girl.”
With a growl, you pull your pants down, revealing your rock-hard dick. I gasp, my eyes wide as I take in its size.
“Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle,” you say, guiding me to the bed. You lay me down, spreading my legs wide as you position yourself between them.
“Ready?” you ask, looking me in the eye.
I nod, my breath hitching in my throat as you slowly push into me. I gasp, my fingers digging into your shoulders as you fill me completely.
Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY Ext. 423
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