Ally had been growing her hair out for longer than I’d even known her. Her dark locks went well past her shoulders and wrapped her in a mane of charcoal mystery. I had asked her to put her hair into pigtails before she came over today. I’m not sure what she expected, because when I answered the door, I was greeted by an unexpected surprise. “Sir, I’ll do anything to get a passing grade.” Ally twirled one of her pigtails playfully, as I took in the sight: naughty school girl, plaid skirt and all. I would have probably fallen over in shock, but it wasn’t the first time Ally had leveraged our age gap to turn me on more…
“Does it turn you on? Knowing your little slut is nearly half your age?” I swallowed hard before I stuttered out my reply. “Uh, um, y-yes. Yes it does, actually.” What was wrong with me? Why was it so hard to speak? It wasn’t like I didn’t know we were over 10 years apart. Was it the way she said it? Dripping simultaneously with naivety and sex? Maybe I still wasn’t able to wrap my mind around the fact that she chose to stay with me, forgoing men closer to her own age? Whatever the reasons, her manipulation worked a charm, as my cock managed to somehow harden even more than it already was, and fiery intent filled my eyes…