Prom Date Cuckold Phonesex with Kris

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“This place looks amazing!” I gasp, gazing around the gym. Our art department did a pretty decent job–senior prom looked awesome! “It does,” you say, before turning your attention back to me. “You look gorgeous tonight, baby.” I feel my face heat up, and I return your compliment with the sweetest smile I can muster. This is the nicest “normal” guy I’ve ever dated…

“Yo, Jos! Kris!” I frown as I try to recognize the voice. Is that… Mark? It is–the dark hunky stud is making his way over to us with his partner-in-crime, Brad. The two 18-year-old football players used to bully you and most of our friends when we were all freshmen, but they spent this last year of high school making it up to everyone with parties galore. And now the two were right in front of us!

“Hey guys,” you say a little nervously. Even though it’s been a couple of years since they last messed with you, you have made it a point to stay out of their way. Bullies or not, these were two really big dudes! You feel me clinging to your arm, my hard nipples poking through my strapless dress. The chest part of the dress was pitch black, leading to a filigree patterned lace that hugged the top of the skirt to my torso. The skirt itself was made of mint green layered organza, flowing down until it was cut off just an inch or so past my bum. Clearing my throat, I give them a tiny wave from my spot next to you. “Hi.”

“Damn, Jos,” Mark looks me up and down, making us both feel uncomfortable. “You like fine, girl!” Much to your displeasure, my cheeks redden, and I give him a little nod. “Thanks. We were actually going to get drinks–” But the tall teen cut me off. “Come and dance with me. You have to!”

You try to put yourself between us, but Brad reaches for you, giving you a look that said, “don’t even think about it.” Oh no, please don’t fight at prom! “I’d love to dance with you!” I exclaim, squeezing your hand before taking Mark’s. He and I then leave you with Brad, watching us hit the dance floor. A hot song is playing, very quick-paced. We find our rhythm in no time, bumping and grinding to the beat. My back is to Mark, so I don’t see what he’s up to–but you do.

You watch as he moves closer and starts grinding against me–literally, his crotch is grinding against my ass. So much, in fact, that my short dress rides up a little, and Mark decides to sneak his hand on my butt, rubbing and squeezing. You see me blush, but I don’t move away, and you notice the impressive bulge forming in his pants as he leans forward and whispers something into my ear. What you don’t know is, before he ushers me away, what he had uttered to me was, “You think your man will mind me tappin’ that?”

To be continued
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