The cicadas screamed in the lazy afternoon heat as Haley adjusted her miniskirt in front of the café mirror, excitement and nervous lust bubbling inside her chest.
She wore a soft, thin cream blouse that clung seductively to the round swells of her breasts, her pink lacy bra clearly visible underneath if one dared to look closely enough.
Below, her skirt was so short it barely covered the juicy curve of her hips — a calculated choice.
Each step she took threatened to flash the innocent pink panties barely clinging to her needy, dampening sex.
(He asked me out... Damien actually asked me out...!)
Haley's heart fluttered — and her lower belly clenched with a filthy, greedy hunger.
(Today... I'll make him mine. Completely.)
She sauntered into the outdoor café, ignoring the dozens of heads that turned to drink in her lewd silhouette.
And there he was — Damien — sitting nervously at a table, fidgeting with his cup of tea, his cheeks already flushed red the moment he spotted her.
(God, he's so cute when he's innocent... It makes me want to devour him...!)
Haley smiled sweetly, sliding into the seat beside him instead of across from him.
Their knees brushed under the table — and she let her bare thigh linger against his.
"Sorry for making you wait," she purred, leaning close enough that the soft scent of her shampoo — and the subtle bounce of her breasts — assaulted him.
Damien swallowed hard, his hands gripping his teacup like it might save him from drowning.
"N-No problem...!" he squeaked, eyes darting anywhere but at her cleavage.
Haley giggled — an innocent, musical sound — but her mind was already planning a hundred ways to break him.
The date passed in a haze of sweet tortures.
Haley "accidentally" dropped her napkin three times, bending over the table in ways that made her skirt ride high over her soft, round ass.
She "slipped" closer on the bench seat, until her side was pressed firmly against Damien's.
Every innocent laugh, every flutter of her eyelashes, was a carefully aimed dagger into his crumbling defenses.
(He's shaking... nghh, so cute... I just want to climb onto him right here...!)
Later, they wandered into a quiet, shady park.
Summer cicadas still buzzed overhead, but the world felt muted, softened by the hazy golden light.
Haley tugged Damien's hand gently, leading him behind a thick grove of trees.
A little secluded haven.
She turned to face him, heart pounding.
Damien opened his mouth — maybe to say something pure, something shy — but Haley silenced him with a bold move.
She grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him into a deep, desperate kiss.
"Mmmph...!"
Their lips crashed together hungrily.
Haley moaned into his mouth, parting her lips wider, invading him with her hot, wet tongue.
She tasted the faint sweetness of his tea, the innocence of a boy completely unprepared for her assault.
(Hahh... haaah... so warm... so soft... nghh...!)
Damien froze — then melted against her, kissing back awkwardly, clumsily, his hands fluttering helplessly at her sides.
Haley's hands were anything but shy.
She grabbed his wrists and guided them to her hips — to the dangerous territory just above her trembling ass — and ground herself shamelessly against him.
(Nnnn... mmh... Damien... touch me more...!)
Her hips rocked forward, grinding her soaked panties against the hardening bulge straining his jeans.
A wet heat bloomed between her thighs.
(Ahhh... nghhh...! It's stiff... it's big...!)
Haley's nipples stiffened painfully against her bra, aching for attention.
She broke the kiss, gasping for air, trails of saliva glistening between their lips.
"Haa... nghh... Damien..."
She pressed her forehead against his, grinding harder, feeling the delicious friction as her clit throbbed needily.
Damien moaned — a choked, helpless sound — his hips twitching against her instinctively.
But then — he froze.
"Ha-Haley... w-wait...!" he gasped, his cheeks burning scarlet.
Haley blinked, dazed with lust.
(What...? No... no, don't stop...!)
"I... I... I don't want to go too fast...!" Damien blurted, pulling back, looking genuinely distressed.
Haley's pussy clenched around nothing, desperate and empty.
She forced a trembling smile, masking the furious, animalistic frustration boiling inside her.
(Nghhh... so close...! So close to finally...!)
"O-Okay," she said sweetly, voice trembling only a little. "I understand."
(Lies. Lies. All lies. I'm going to go crazy...!)
They said their awkward goodbyes.
Damien left — practically running — before Haley could tempt him again.
Left alone behind the trees, Haley collapsed against the bark, her chest heaving, her panties sticking wetly to her aching, needy pussy.
(I can't... nghh... I can't leave it like this...!)
She dropped to her knees in the dirt, heart hammering, eyes wild.
Without thinking, she yanked her soaked panties aside, her fingers plunging into the dripping mess between her thighs.
(Splorch... splurt... sploch...)
"Ahh... nghh... haah...!"
Sticky squelching sounds filled the hidden grove as Haley desperately fingered herself, her clit swollen and throbbing.
She imagined Damien again — imagined him pinning her against the tree, rutting her like a beast, filling her up until she screamed.
(Ahh... deeper... harder... nghh... Damien...!)
Her other hand clawed at her blouse, pulling it open, exposing her flushed breasts to the summer air.
She pinched her nipples cruelly, twisting, teasing.
Drool slipped from the corner of her mouth as she bucked against her own fingers.
"Haaah... haaah... nghh... I'm gonna... I'm gonna...!"
With a final desperate thrust, her body spasmed.
A hot gush of cum splattered onto the ground, Haley's orgasm ripping through her like a bolt of lightning.
"AAHHHHN~! HAAH... HAAAH...!"
She collapsed back against the tree, panting, her legs spread lewdly, her blouse hanging open, her thighs smeared with her own juices.
Sweat dripped from her flushed skin, her hair clinging to her face.
(Damien... nghh... I love you... but if you don't touch me soon... I'm going to lose control...!)
Haley closed her eyes, a filthy, desperate smile curling her lips.
She was the perfect student.
The perfect girlfriend.
And the perfect, insatiable slut... hidden just beneath the surface.