Teen Temptress

by Nikkie Janes

Chapter 1 - Angie Goes It Alone

Boys! They are so obvious. They're that obvious they're stupid! It's two weeks into the new school year, and here they come, all wanting to carry my books or help me with my homework as if I needed that. Offering to help me when all they really want to do is to help themselves to a chance to get into my panties. And not a single one of them is going to do that. Well, not until I'm ready to let them, and I have a few ideas that will have them all begging me to let them have sex with me.

I know I'm attractive, young and sexy, and I have got even better looking over the summer break. I'm really beginning to mature as a young woman. At last, they are all starting to notice me, but all they are after is sex. It is so blatant. They should have their tongues out drooling. They are that obvious and so immature. They all think they're cool, but they're not.

Anyway, I don't need them for sex. For a while now I've been screwing both of my older brothers. Oh, they think they are screwing me, especially Tim, who was the first to corrupt me, forcing me to suck him off. Then he took my virginity before passing me onto Stuart. Tim thinks of me as his little fuck buddy and sex slave. That may have been the case at first, well it was, but not now, not for a while now.

Oh, the pair of them think they are getting me to do what they want, and that's lots of sex, but actually, all I'm doing now is what I want. I can twist Tim around my little finger, get him to have sex with me as and how I want. And he still thinks he is in charge. As if! Stuie is a bit harder to control, but I know how to press his buttons as well. So the boys think they are in control, but they aren't, I am, little ol’ Angie.

We're in a disused classroom, Gary Bradshaw and me. Gary's not sure why. He's a bit nerdy and very shy and just a couple of months younger than me. Not the type of boy that a sexy girl like me would normally look at, but he intrigues me. I have made up my mind. I am going to tease him and blow his mind.

I'm sat on the desk, my grey school skirt pulled high up my legs, showing off my slim toned thighs. Three buttons on my blouse are open, with lots of my smallish but firm and playful boobs on show if Gary dared to look at them, but he can't seem to drag up the courage. Gary is perched on a small chair in front of me, looking up. Exactly where I told him to sit.

“Gary, do you want to have sex with me?” I asked him outright, bringing a look of shock on his face as he eventually stammered his reply.

"Yes, oh yes," he was that desperate he was licking his lips, all his Christmases and birthdays seemingly to have come at once. I crossed my legs, giving Gary an even better look at my legs and a quick flash of my white cotton panties.

"Not going to happen," I curtly replied, dashing his hopes in an instant. He knew he wasn't in my league. "But, if you want, I'll give you a handjob, but you've got to do something for me first. A test, to see if you're worth it, and who knows, if you are, I may let you go further."

"Angela, anything, I'll do anything, you know that," he gulped. A smirk crossed my lips. This was going to be fun, he was so innocent. I knew he hadn't even kissed a girl yet, and what I was going to get him to do would be so far out there. I bet he didn't even know such a thing existed, never mind that he would get a chance to do it with me.

“Gary, have you heard of cunnilingus?”

A blank look on his face, “No.”

“Pussy licking?”

Another blank look.

“Eating a girl out?”

For fucks sake! He still had no idea of what I was talking about. God, he was even more innocent than I thought.

"God, do I have to tell you? Right; if you want a handjob, you're going to eat my pussy and make me cum." With that, I lifted my bum off the desk and slid my panties down my legs and took them off.

Gary literally squealed with surprise as he saw my cute little pussy exposed to his gaze. He didn't know where to look. At it, or away. At last, his male side kicked in, and he stared at it. He couldn't tear his eyes away from it. His eyes couldn't have been open any wider if they'd tried. I slid a finger down my slit before pushing it deep into my glistening pussy.

"Take your trousers and boxers off," I ordered him, "I want to see your cock, see if it's good enough for me to give a handjob to."

Gary struggled to obey my commands. He nearly fell over a couple of times he was that eager to please, just like a puppy, my little puppy. All the time, Gary's eyes were locked on my pussy. As I casually continued to slide a finger up and down the outer lips. I knew from his look that he had never seen one before, let alone been as close as he was with the tantalising promise that he could get even closer.

"Now on your knees in front of me," I ordered him as I slid forward on the desk, getting my thighs over his shoulders. He was trembling in anticipation, or was it fright? I wasn't sure which. I didn't care which. Was I like this with Tim that first time? Probably; did that mean I was going to be nicer to Gary? No, revenge is sweet when served cold, and Gary was my revenge on men. Then again, lucky him!

I was that turned on and horny I could smell the aroma of my sex as it permeated the room. For Gary up close, it must have been nearly overpowering.

His breath was coming in pants and was hot on my legs, “Kiss it, kiss my pussy.”

"What? You want me to kiss that? Urgh, no way."

"Gary, do it, or no handjob."

"But it's urgh, it's horrible, how can you ask me to do that. No, never, not even for a handjob. Not even from you."

"Oh, grow up, Gary, it's not that bad. People do it all the time. It's sooo nice. You'll make me feel sooo good. Who knows what I might be willing to do if you do it for me, pleeeease, Gary."

“Maybe.”

“What if I let you come on my tits as well?”

“I’m not sure.”

"Last chance Gary, or I'll tell all the girls what a wimp you are, won't even lick a girl out when she's offering it to you. And I'll let you into a little secret, do that, and most girls will go a lot further than a handjob. Just think, you had the chance to go with me and turned it down. The lads will think you're gay when they find out." As I said this, I pushed my groin forward towards Gary's face and pulled his head into me.

His lips pressed against my pussy, and he squealed again, but didn't do anything, just stayed stock still in shock. This wasn't going the way I wanted. I knew he was innocent but had expected that his instincts would kick in with his face in my lap. I mean, mine had done.

I pulled his face back and looked at him, shock and fear etched on his face, "Gary, do something. It's not that bloody difficult." He nodded but still made no move to do anything but stare at my pussy which was really ready for some action by now.

"Oh fuck," I shouted in exasperation as I slid a hand between us and started to play with my pussy again. This time using a couple of fingers to spread it wider for him to see deep into my core as I slid a finger slowly inside, then drew it out. Obviously, my finger was covered in the slimy mucus of my lubrication. I made a sighing noise of appreciation as, looking directly at Gary, I sucked the finger into my mouth, licking it clean. "Umm, nice, that tastes soooo nice," I whispered seductively at him.

Gary's face was going redder by the second, I could see he wanted to lick and kiss my pussy, but still, he hesitated, afraid. "Gary, for fuck's sake, just lick my pussy once."

That seemed to be the catalyst as he pushed his face forward, eyes screwed shut, tongue protruding slightly and moved his head up and down in front of me, but not quite licking me. Growing more and more frustrated by now, I grabbed the back of his neck and pushed his head further forward until his tongue was just brushing my outer lips. I moved my hips up and down, making him lick me. At first, he tried to pull away. But having got him this far, he was not going to escape, so I held him firmly in place as I continued to rock my hips up and down.

"Oh, that's nice," I lied. "But it's better if you do something as well. Go on, Gary, I'm not stopping you.

At long last, he seemed to get the message and that what he was doing wasn't that gross and that I wasn't complaining. Now his tongue was getting more adventurous, ploughing up and down my slit of its own accord. I was now moaning in pleasure for real, as I love having my pussy licked and eaten, and what could be better than training a newbie to do that for me.

My hands were in Gary's hair as I caressed it and held onto the back of his neck as I pressed my pussy harder and harder onto his mouth. Finally, his tongue pushed even further forward and deep into my vaginal canal. Instinctively Gary held still and allowed me to fuck his tongue. I hammered my hips against him as I did, crushing his nose against my clit.

I was into full screaming pre-orgasm mode now as I looked down into Gary's eyes, which were filled with shock and awe. He didn't know what he was doing, but he could sense the effect it was having on me.

One hand was holding his head in place on my pussy as the other played with my boobs which I had released from my school blouse, tweaking the nipples.

Somehow Gary had found my clit and was now sucking on the hard little nub, driving me wild with lust. That lovely warm tingly pre-orgasm feeling was washing over me. I thrust my hips hard against Gary's face as I came, screaming in relief as my pussy twitched and leaked cum all over his face and into his mouth. Gary was trying to pull away from me, but I held him firmly in place. My hand was at the back of his neck. My legs wrapped around and over his shoulders until I had finished cumming. His chin and lower face were covered in my sticky cum. To say he looked shocked was an understatement. He was catatonic. I pulled him to his feet and licked my juices from his face, savouring every bit. That seemed to shock him even more. Then I kissed him full on the lips, tongue forcing its way inside to play with his for a while.

Not letting him recover, I said, "Now, I think I promised you a handjob, didn't I?" all he could do was nod. "And that you could cum on my tits?" Another nod. "Sorry, Gary, not going to happen. Well, not the cumming on my tits. You didn't perform well enough for that. I had to do all the work myself, and a girl shouldn't have to do that."

With that, I took his rock hard and throbbing cock in my hand and gave him probably the first, but certainly the best and fastest hand job he'd ever had. He shot his load after about ten seconds and twenty strokes on my hot hand, splashing his cum over my hand and wrist. To be fair to Gary, he fired off an impressive amount, and it was thick and creamy. I even tormented him a little bit more as I licked a single strand of it off my hand into my mouth, stretching the thick liquid out as I did so, making sure he saw what I was doing. God, that was hot! To tease him like that.

“OK, that’s it,” I said calmly, as I put my panties on and pushed my boobs back into my blouse. “Fun’s over.”

“Angela, can we... can we do this again, please.”

"Do you want to?" I asked him, although the answer was glaringly obvious. "We'll see. I'll have to think about it. But if you tell anybody about this, and I mean anybody, not only will we not do it again, but I will come after you."

I wasn't sure if I'd let Gary near me again, but it would be fun to tease him. To see how far I could push him before he broke, but I have to admit he had a nice sized dick, and it wouldn't be that much of a pain to play with it again.

Maybe it would be fun to educate him but tease and torment him as I did so. Maybe, I'd even pop his cherry for him. Then dump him. God, I didn't want anyone serious, now was the time for me to pray and play. I knew who my next victim was going to be, and there'd be plenty more to follow, and not just pupils if things turn out the way I hope they do.

One thing had been confirmed to me, I love the sight of a boy's head between my legs as he licks me out. My long slim leg casually draped over his shoulders and wrapped around his neck, controlling him. Nice. It was different to having my brothers do it.

School better watch out! Angie has set her mind on running riot. Look out school!!!

Angie Goes Gay For A Change

I was getting tired of the boys at school. They were just no fun, no challenge to me, all so predictable and boring. Everyone of them so, so, desperate to get laid that they would do anything to have a chance of even a hand-job, never mind a blowjob, and as for full-on sex!!!

The hot ones all acted so big, as though they had done everything, as though all the girls were dying for them. They bragged about it, even if those brags were lies, and they didn't mind the damage they did to a girl's reputation. The others were just wimps and not worth the effort.

The few I had selected to have some discreet fun with, yes I can be discrete when it suits me, were either no good at sex or no fun. Christ, I was sick and tired of initiating the lead only for them not to last long enough to satisfy me.

The only exception to that was Gary, but he was like my toy-boy sex slave, but more of that later, in another story, but Gary was tormented by me for the rest of the school year.

So, I had decided I was going to change tack, have some fun and cause chaos in another way. I had decided to see if I had a liking for girl-on-girl sex, it was something that I was interested in, something new and forbidden to try out, and we all know what I am like with something that is forbidden.

The lucky girl who would get the full benefit of my attention was Sarah. The BFF of Jacquie, a girl who had made my life hell for a few years until Tim, my lovely, sexy, eldest brother, sorted things out with her dad. Since then, Jacquie has been as nice as pie with me, telling me she wants me to be her new BBF. Fuck off, bitch!

That was a preview of Teen Temptress. To read the rest purchase the book.

Add «Teen Temptress» to Cart