Chapter 4

When lunch came for Kayla, she was feeling something. She could not explain it. It wasn't nervousness, at least she thought. As she looked for Sam Prescott, she had eyes on her ample curves. She was mystified. She did not know whether to be proud or offended. She had long, black, Pocahontas-like hair. She had pretty light brown skin, and hips that grew in during the summer that drove the boys wild. It turned out that during this time she was getting more and more popular, getting more attention from almost all of the boys in the school, obviously.

"Hey, Kayla."

"Hey, Teddy."

"Where you going to?" Ted Wilson, another one of her fans said.

She had to think of a good lie and quick. Before she said the lie, her cell phone vibrated. She read the text. It was Sam. It read:

"Meet me by the band hall."

"Oops. Gotta go, boys. Bye," Kayla said, with more of a flirtatious tone than usual.

After they watched her leave, Ted said, "God, the things that I would do to her..."

Eventually, Kayla met Sam by the band hall. Sam Prescott led her in.

"Kayla, we only have a limited time to do this."

"Really?"

Sam dropped his pants and boxers to reveal his volcanic erection.

"Really," Sam said.

Kayla looked at him more and more, it turned out his feelings were not fake. She started rubbing his erection.

"What do you need?" Kayla said, biting her lip.

"Suck my cock."

"I can do that," she said, getting on her knees. She gently put her tongue on his manhood, tasting it gently. He pulled out his cell phone and started recording. The exact moment where he was attracted to her was when her plump lips wrapped around his head and sucked him off softly and lovingly. Sam Prescott moaned in pleasure. She giggled, with a cute little saliva trail.

"Damn. Suck that dick then. Suck it..."

Kayla sucked Sam's rock-hard erection deeper and deeper. With Sam getting closer and closer to climaxing. Their lunch period was almost over. She raised her shirt up and removed her bra, showing her beautiful brown nipples. She spit on his well endowed erection and slapped it on her nice sized breasts.

"Mmm. Do that shit again."

"You like it when I do that shit?"

"Yeah, do that shit for Daddy," Sam said, moaning.

RING.

The bell rung to go to their next period. Sam had not yet climaxed yet.

"Shit," Sam said.

"It's ok. I got you," Kayla replied. Kayla then started tit-fucking Sam Prescott, which was a situation she never thought she would be doing in her wildest dreams. She started moaning as she took him in.

"Ugh. Ugh... Oh, God. Oh, shit... Oh, oh, fuck me..."

"Oh, shit, I'm coming," Sam said. Kayla opened her mouth while jerking Sam off. Eventually the senior reached his sexual high, shooting his seed on her face. Kayla licked her pink lips, taking in his juices. Sam Prescott did one last zoom-in on her face, still with a little bit of his juices left on her face. Kayla waved seductively and blew a kiss before Sam finished filming.

RING.

The tardy bell rung as they got dressed again. "Sam?" Kayla asked.

"What class do you have next?"

"You wanna know something? I have dance class," Sam said.

"No shit? You dance?"

"Not classically. I need an Easy A. You?" Sam replied.

"This college prep class. When are you going to send it on Snap?" Kayla said.

"Oh, that? I'll do it later. You want me to do it now?"

"No, I got a little thing I plan to do in sixth period," Kayla said, with a mischievous look on her face.

"Kayla... Don't do anything stupid. You're already on thin ice as it is."

"Sam, I'm not doing anything stupid. This is what we call a receipt. See you later," Kayla said, kissing him on the forehead.

A few minutes later...

Sam arrived at her sixth period. She got admonished by her teacher. She apologized for being late. She sat next to Courtney, her ex-best friend on purpose. In true high school fashion, the class was working on a worksheet. Kayla said to Courtney.

"Hey, Court," sitting next to her. "I've been thinking about that question you asked me."

Courtney sighed exasperatedly.

"What question, Kayla?"

"You know, how does Sam's cock taste?" Kayla asked, tilting her head. "Never forget... I caught you topless. Broken. Before what you are now... You were just a professional cocksucker. Never fucking forget," Kayla said, softly.

She looked blankly at her, then smiled.

"And?"

"By the way... those lips look nice. Real nice..." Kayla said, suggestively.

Courtney licked them, then bit her bottom lip.

"Thanks," she said.

Kayla then kissed her. She kissed back for a sweet kiss.

"Don't mention it," Kayla replied.

Ever since then, the way the school looked at Kayla changed forever. It changed from innocuous to sexual in a matter of a week. After the kiss, Kayla sighed and said, "Has it come to this?"

Most of the school thought that Kayla and Sam were an item, what Kayla didn't even know what they were after that sexual excursion. Sam didn't know.

At this time, Kayla was 17. Little by little, she was getting more attention. Her hips were getting wider. Her butt was getting bigger and more immaculate. So much so that.

Message from Snapchat!

She didn't recognize the user name, but she was on premium mode, so she opened it. It read...

Hello,

My name is Jordan, I'm looking for new talent for my new agency. I have looked at your previous videos and I think you can be a star in this industry. Here's my contact info. Call me or my assistant preferably in a few months.

He inserted a wink emoji.

Oh, and here's a little something for your troubles.



She got a large tip. The biggest tip since she's been doing this.

Should she be doing this? Could she be doing this? Kayla didn't know. But looking at that tip, she might be thinking about it.