Thread: Forbidden! (Jack Stalker and AndNich123)

Finally. They're gone. Keira had known they were going away for the weekend all week, and she had looked forward to it. Making plans of her own, this weekend had promised to be filled with debachery her parents would most certainly not approve of. Then again, that was how she liked to spend most of her time. Her parents thought her to be some virtous, young flower, sweet and innocent. To a degree she was, but that was certainly by her choice. Keira had dated, clearly. Someone with her looks was not expected by anyone to not do so. Her parents, though clueless and in the dark, were sure their daughter had only the best of intentions when she would leave with her current flavor of the week. Her hands and mouth had been around most of the cocks in the school, and she had gained quite the reputation for it however Keira kept her virginity in tact playing the part of the tease only out to please the man who's legs she was currently between nestled at his feet. It wasn't that she was afraid. Nothing could be further from the truth. Keira simply wanted to perserve that for someone special. While the guys at school had their certain attributes that drew her in, none were great enough for her to spread her legs for. She was begining to think none such as that existed. Well. At least not closer to her own age. She had seen her father's boss several times, and it was true that most of those encounters she pushed, flirted a bit too much. Stretching her body as she lounged by the pool knowing full well he was watching her, accidentally allowing the towel to slide from her shoulder as she passed down the hall to her bedroom after a hot shower as his prying eyes watched, holding him a little tight pressing her breasts to his chest for a hug hello when he was over, and telling her daddy she wanted to see where he worked just so she could lick her lips as she walked by his desk were all her little, tiny ploys that she hoped had massive effects on him. He was handsome of course, and she loved taunting him. Swaying her body before leaning across the kitchen counter as he sat at the dinning room table feasting his eyes on her ass. She knew. She always knew he was looking. What fun would it be if he wasn't? He would never touch her. She was safe in her bubble. Then again, there was a part of her that didn't want to be safe. It was in good fun, at least to her, but there were those tiny thoughts than burned into her mind. What if he did touch me? How would it feel? Would I want it? Would he ever do it? This particular morning though no such thoughts were in her mind as she sat wrapped in nothing but her robe painting her toenails. Having made the choice that school was not option today, she was going to ditch and prepare for her weekend of freedom. A party tonight would promise a belly full of booze and cum. Tomorrow was going to be an entire day at the beach taking turns bobbing her head along several cocks that night at a bonfire. There was a secluded area under the pier, and she had already promised herself to more than one guy. All agreed as long as it was her mouth wrapped around their shafts, they didn't care who else was there. She was a perfect cumslut drinking down every drop, cleaning it from their bodies, and even using her own fingers to clean her face and suckle every bit of his sweet seed from them. She had just finished when she thought she heard a slight sound. Had they come back? Did they forget something? Her mind in a panic as they would want to know why she wasn't ready for school yet. There was no way she would make it on time now. Her voice laced with her concern, she called out to them. Mom? Dad? Did you guys forget something? Looking around her room, she thought about jumping back into bed. At least she could pretend to be ill. Then again, if they forgot something, they'll probably just grab it and run. If they find me in bed, they might want to stay behind and take care of me. Then my plans are ruined. Biting her bottom lip, she waited on the edge of her seat, her nerves a ball of fear and panic. Keira could even hear her own breathing as she sat motionless. Why don't they answer, she thought. Are they in that much of a hurry? Good. They won't pay me any attention then. Maybe they didn't hear me. Maybe they think I'm already gone. The clock on her wall ticked sounding a thousand times louder. Every second nearly echoing in the room. Her eyes fixed on the door as she softly gripped the cushion of her seat. Come on, she thought. Mom? Dad? Say something. Let the door slam. Anything to let me know you're leaving again.