Alan & Amy Share Adult Text Messages
Amy wondered why the professor had paired her with nerdy Alan for their sociology project. Alan was a sociology project himself since he appeared to have no friends and spent most of his time behind a book. She, on the other hand, was a social butterfly which explained why she had been voted University Homecoming Queen just a few days ago. She was sure her reputation would fall as soon as someone saw her with Alan the geek.
She was glad when Alan said they could meet in a private room at the library. None of her friends ever went to the library. Since Amy got to the room first, she quickly closed the blinds just in case. As she sat down at the table, her phone vibrated. Alan, unfortunately, had gotten her number.
“Are u naked?”
“Ur an idiot,” she texted.
“Has a guy ever eaten u for an hour?”
Amy’s pussy tingled. He was insane, but her boyfriend wouldn’t eat her pussy for two minutes. All he ever wanted to do was fuck and leave. Still, she certainly didn’t want Alan to think he could send her adult text messages.
“Get over here now, loser, and stop sending me perverted SMS text messages.”
“You’ll be calling me ‘Big Daddy,’ soon cause I’m gonna bust your pussy wide open.”
Amy’s mouth fell open. This couldn’t be Alan. She was certain one of her sorority sisters was sending her adult text messages and using his number. Whoever it was would be sorry. She decided to ignore any further SMS text messages.
When Alan strode into the room a few minutes later, he was minus his thick glasses and dorky suit and tie. Amy wondered why she had never noticed his piercing blue eyes before.
Alan locked the door behind him and pulled Amy roughly from the chair and slung her across the desk. In less than a minute, Amy’s legs were spread and her thong ripped. Alan was licking furiously away at her pussy as she plunged her hands into his dark hair.
When Amy came to, the clock revealed over an hour had gone by. Alan was thrusting his dick into her, and she was moaning loudly.
“Call me, ‘Big Daddy,’” he commanded her.
Amy felt tears running down her face; she had never felt so much pleasure.
“Yes, Big Daddy!” She screamed as she came again and again.
