“Yes Daddy. They… er… they left early. They just wanted to hear me play for a bit.”
I walked over to the coffee table, and picked up my mobile.
“Who are you phoning, Daddy?” she asked, sounding nervous.
“Peter’s dad. To see if he agrees.”
“Oh no! Don’t daddy. Please don’t”
“Why not young lady? Are you lying to me?”
“I’m sorry Daddy. I didn’t mean to.”
“Come here,” I said, pulling my chair away from the table, and sitting down on it, patting my lap.
Angela smiled to herself, and came over to me, head hanging down. “Are you going to punish me Daddy?”
I pulled her down onto my lap, sitting her on me. She frowned, a bit curious.
“Not yet. Tell me what really happened. Tell me everything. What happened with Simone and Peter? What did you get up to?”
“I didn’t get up to anything Daddy!”, she exclaimed. “But…”
“But what?”
“Well… We didn’t really go to the lesson. Simone and Peter wanted to show me something secret, and I … I skipped the lesson. They showed me it. And… And then I ran to the place where you pick me up after the lesson.”
“What did they show you?”
“Please Daddy, don’t make me tell you. It… It was a secret.”
“What was it, Angela my dear?”
“Well, they kissed each other.”
“And?”
“And Peter got all … excited.”
“What do you mean, excited?”
“Well, his… oh Daddy, I can’t say it.”
“Say it Angela. Tell me what happened.”
“His … willy… got all stiff. It was scary.”
“How do you know it got stiff?”
She wriggled about on my lap, moving her ass against me deliciously. “Simone got it out of his trousers.”
“Did she now? Then what happened?”
“Well, Simone rubbed it a bit while they kissed. And… And white stuff came out of it. A lot of it. It spurted up in the air and all over Simone’s hand and arm.”
“White stuff? Have you seen this before?”
“Never Daddy. Never.”
“Honestly, Angela? How can I be sure you’re not lying to me?”
“No Daddy, it’s the truth.”
“OK. Has this happened again?”
“Only once Daddy, but… Oh Daddy, I’ve been so bad. I deserve to be punished.”
“I’ll decide that. What happened?”
“Well, Simone wasn’t well on Wednesday, so Peter and I ate lunch together. And he made me…”
“Made you what Angela? What did that nasty boy make my little girl do?”
“He made me get his… his willy out… and rub it like Simone did.”
“And did the white stuff come out again?”
“Yes Daddy, it did. But it was worse than that. He made me do it under the table in the middle of the canteen at school, at lunchtime, and… I had nothing to wipe myself on… So I had to… Oh Daddy… I had to lick the white stuff off my own hand.”
“Did you? What on earth did it taste like?”
“Well, kind of salty. But …”
“But what?”
“But it made me feel good when I swallowed it down. Is that bad? Will you punish me?”
“No Angela my love, I won’t.” She looked a bit cross then, but bit it back. “It wasn’t your fault. Peter was the naughty one. I’ll have words with his dad next time I see him.”
“Oh no Daddy, please don’t. Please don’t. What happened with his Dad wasn’t his fault either!”
“What do you mean? What happened with his Dad?”
“Well,” said Angela, wriggling her ass on my growing cock. “I went to see Peter’s Daddy on Wednesday after school – remember I said I had hockey practice – and I told him about Peter’s willy getting hard. I thought he should know so that he could send Peter to the doctors to get better.”
“Did you? And what happened?”
“Well, it happened to Peter’s dad as well. His willy got stiff while I was telling him. He asked me to… Oh Daddy, I feel so naughty… he asked me to show him what I did with Peter. So I got his cock out of… Oh! Daddy! I’m sorry – that’s what he called it, his cock. It was much bigger than Peter’s. So I got his cock out of his trousers, and started rubbing it like I’d done with Peter. He started breathing all funny, and he stopped me at one point, saying he didn’t want to make a mess. He told me that as I had licked the white stuff off my hand when I was with Peter, I should cut out the middle-man and just suck it straight down. He made me put my mouth over the end and carry on rubbing it, and the white stuff went straight into my mouth. There was such a lot of it Daddy. I couldn’t swallow it all. Some of it dribbled down the side of my mouth. I felt so naughty Daddy, especially as I lied to you about hockey practice later. I think I should be punished Daddy!”
“Oh no Angela. Again, it wasn’t your fault. Peter and his dad are naughty.”
“But Daddy, what about you?”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, I… I can feel your willy. And it’s hard as well. Are you naughty?”
I smiled at her. “Well, maybe Angela.”
She paused, licked her lips, and breathed, “Do you want to try it Daddy? Just to see what it feels like?”
“Do you mean you want to rub me and see if I make this white stuff as well?”
“Yes Daddy, but only if you want to.”
I pretended to think about it for a few moments. “Well, maybe.”
She slid off my lap, and slowly undid my zip, reaching in to pull my cock out. “Oh Daddy, it’s so big. I can’t get it out.”
“Here, let me stand up, and you can try again.” I stood up, and undid the belt and button of my jeans. She reached in, and pulled out my throbbing cock.
“Oh Daddy. It’s so much bigger than Peter and his Daddy and all of the other boys. It’s – ” She stopped, gasping. “Oh Daddy, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to say anything about the other boys.”
“What other boys, Angela?”
“Well, after seeing how much Peter and his daddy seemed to like what I did, I spoke to a few other boys at school to see if their cocks – I mean, their willies – got hard as well, and they all said yes. I told them that I’d rubbed Peter and his dad’s cocks – I mean, willies – and the white stuff had come out, and I asked if theirs did the same. They didn’t know, so they asked me to rub them… and they all had the white stuff come out.”
“Angela, that was naughty of you. It’s not your fault if Peter and his daddy got you to do it, but asking other boys without them mentioning it first was quite naughty. Please don’t do it again.”
“I’m sorry Daddy. I suppose it was particularly naughty when I asked two of them together about it. I had to kneel down between them and rub them at the same time, one in each hand. They were very stiff Daddy – just like you daddy, but not as big – but their white stuff tasted quite nice as well.” As she said this, she started wanking me slowly.
“Did you taste them both?”
“Yes Daddy. I didn’t want to get it on their school uniforms. Or mine…. Oh look Daddy, I can get two hands around your stiff willy, and -”
“Call it a cock, Angela,” I said as she wanked me.
“I can get two hands round your… your cock Daddy…. Do you want me to swallow your white stuff?”
“No Angela. Too much of it can make you unwell.”
“But what will I do?”
“Well, just let it come out. Mind you, you’d better take your blouse off in case you get it stained.”
She smiled at me, sliding her jumper over her head. She undid her tie, and then slowly, seductively undid her blouse. As she undid the last button, I took in her enhanced cleavage, reveling in the sight of her soft flesh. She let her blouse slide to the floor behind her.
“So, Daddy, one of the boys asked me to put my mouth on his cock long before his white stuff came out… Oh, Daddy, your cock is so big and hard… and he asked me to lick it like an ice cream. He seemed to like it. Do you want me to do the same?”
“Not this time Angela.”
“Oh Daddy, do you mean we’ll do this another time?”
“Maybe. It depends on how naughty you are. I can’t have you going around school speaking to boys about their cocks and their white stuff. If you’re curious about that sort of thing, ask me, as I’ll be able to tell you without you looking silly for not knowing anything.”
“Oh, thank you Daddy!” she cried with joy. “Will you teach me everything you know? I want to learn more Daddy. Like… One of the boys said to the other one that he’d like to put his cock… well… in between my legs. Apparently he thought I would love it there every day. What did he mean Daddy? Will you show me?”
She was wanking me nice and fast now, obviously intending to bring me to a quick orgasm. I could smell her arousal in the air as well, and desperately wanted to push her to the floor and fuck her hard, but I was enjoying this game too much.
“Yes… Angela… God that’s good… I’ll show you.”
“Is it really that good Daddy? Are you sure you don’t want me to lick you like the other boy did?”
“OK… Just a little bit.”
She smiled up at me, and then, gazing into my eyes, opened her mouth wide and took me in, swallowing my entire head into her hot mouth, her tongue running around my head. I groaned, and started fucking her mouth, holding the back of her head as she bobbed up and down on my cock whilst her hand still wanked me.
It didn’t take long before I was about to come, which I told her. She pulled off my cock. “Oh Daddy… Are you going to spill your white stuff? .. Should I swallow it down all the way so that it doesn’t go on the carpet?”
“Yes, I’ve changed my mind. Swallow it. Swallow it all down…”
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