Hot Sexy Shots |18+| - Chapter 6: Chapter 6

Adelyn
It was another one of those nights. Our house gets filled with a range of people. From family, distant family, co-workers, acquaintances, and on. I stepped into my peach color Chanel dress, letting my maid zip it up for me, "Thanks, Dinah."
"Of course," she smiled sweetly, her wrinkles appearing in the corners of her eyes and mouth, "You look lovely, as always."
I sighed, "I wish dad would stop bringing strangers to have dinner at our house. I can hardly eat a bite in front of all those people."
"You know I always keep a portion in the fridge for you," she smoothed out my freshly permed hair, "I'll bring it up to your room after dinner is over."
I gave her a small smile, "Thank you, you're the best."
"You should be happy, it's almost your twentieth birthday," she walked alongside me past the family library and down the grand staircase to the entrance hall where the people were gathered.
"Not when I have to put up with a bunch of old farts asking whether or not I will take over my dad's company," I grumbled.
"I certainly hope I'm not one of those old farts," a voice I recognized sounded behind us.
"Oscar!" I turned to see my dad's bestfriend from college, "I didn't you were on the guestlist tonight."
He lifted his glass of champagne, his loose button-up shirt opening further to show a glimpse of his a toned chest, damn, he looks good.
"I was just dropping something off for your dad, I will be going after I finish my drink," he winked, taking another sip. It was an old joke. When I was in high school, I would catch him drinking dad's liquor at our house occasionally and every time he would make me promise not to tell anyone.
"Oh, I see," I tried not to let my disappointment show since he was the only one I knew from my entire living room.
"What's wrong Adelyn?" he gave his empty glass to a passing waiter, "I know that look."
"I..." I glanced around the large room, watching the groups of unfamiliar faces walk around, "I don't know. I'm just not feeling like dealing with all these people tonight. I already had a long day at school and my internship."
"Why don't you work at the company instead of an internship? It will be so much less stressful."
I shook my head, "I don't want to deal with the gossiping. I'm a medical major, I can't even imagine the things people will say when I start at my dad's tech company."
"That's true, but what if you make a biotech department and focus on medical technology?" he suggested.
"That...actually doesn't sound too bad," I smiled genuinely, "But I would still need some training on the tech part."
"I could help with that," he offered.
"If that's the case, we should propose this idea to my dad."
"Sure, let me know when you have time and we can talk out the details."
I looked around quickly to spot my dad, "Actually, are you free right now? Let me tell my dad real quick and we can start."
"I've got all night," he picked up another glass of champagne.
I made my way through the crowd, nodding occasionally to people who made eye contact with me until I reached my dad, "Hey, can I borrow you for a moment?"
"Excuse me," he said to some millionaire married couple, "You look beautiful, did you say hi to everyone yet?"
"Everyone? No, there are way too many people here, but I was wondering if I can be excused for the night? Please?" I gave him my sweetest smile.
"Why? Are you not feeling well?" his face scrunched up in worry.
"No, no, dad, I just," I turned to see Oscar still waiting by the champagne table, "Oscar just gave me a great business idea and we wanted to get started as soon as possible."
"Wow, you interested in business, what a pleasant surprise!" he beamed immediately, "I should invite Oscar more often then, let him talk some business sense into you."
I nodded at his enthusiasm, "So can I go?"
"Of course you can, go ahead and have fun, business fun, nothing else alright?"
"Of course," I answered, giving him a kiss on the cheek and rushed back to Oscar, "Let's go."
Oscar finished yet another glass of champagne.
"How are you not drunk yet?" I questioned in awe.
"It's champagne, Adelyn, only you would be drunk on it."
I rolled my eyes at him. Despite him being over ten years older than me, we got along quite well and he would often help me prank my dad whenever I wanted.
"Shall we head to the library? It's nice and quiet there."
I shook my head, "They are cleaning up old books, let's use my room. No one will bother us there."
On the way to my room, I caught sight of Dinah and told her not to let anyone come up, "You can also leave the food in the fridge, I will get it when I am hungry. Thanks, Dinah."
She nodded and smiled at Oscar, glancing back and forth between us before continuing down the hall.
I let him into my room and cleared my homework off the desk, "Sit wherever, I need to get out of this dress."
He chuckled lightly, "Alright, I will be here."
I grabbed a shirt and some shorts to change into and stepped deeper into my closet. Reaching to unzip my dress, I strained my arm as far back as I could but still couldn't reach the zipper. I groaned internally, Oscar is gonna think I am taking forever. Should I call Dinah? No, she's too far. I hate this dress. I trudged back into my room, peeking around the corner to see Oscar sitting quietly at my desk, scrolling on his phone, "Um...Oscar."
He looked up, eyes searching for a second, "Yes?"
"I need help," I stepped out from behind the wall as he stood up, "I can't reach the zipper."
He brushed my hair the side, his hand grazing my bare skin, "Alright, I won't look, I promise."
My heart sped up at his closeness, I could feel his breath on my neck as the zipper split. His finger traced my spine, making my back arch in response, "Mn.."
"Are you alright?" his hands landed softly on my bare shoulders.
"Y-Yes."
"Adelyn? What's wrong?"
My heart jumped wildly, "M-My back is sensitive, that's all."
"Ah, sorry," his hands left me.
I turned around and let my dress drop, I want him to touch me.
"Adelyn?"
"I...Can you touch me again?" I peered up bashfully.
"Um...I don't think your dad would approve," he swallowed nervously, his eyes avoiding my gaze.
"Oscar, just this once. For my birthday," I tugged at the hem of his shirt.
"Fuck," he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. My hands worked fast to unbutton his shirt and push it off his shoulder, "Wait, wait, hold on."
I pouted as his lips left mine, "Can't we keep going?"
"I-" he shook his head, "I won't be able to stop if we keep going."
"That's perfectly fine," I leaned in again, taking his bottom lip into my mouth, tasting the sweet champagne from earlier, my hands reaching into his brown hair while his landed on my waist.
Our kiss became messier as we stumbled to my bed. I straddled his thighs and felt his erection poking my center, "Pants off."
He smiled against my lips and unbuttoned his pants, "Bossy, I like it."
I returned his smile and slid my fingers into the waistband of his boxers, slowly taking them off, "Hmm...you're so hard."
His hand slipped under the thin fabric of my panties, "And you're so wet."
I leaned into his unmoving hand, wanting his fingers to move along my clit, "Mnn...touch me please."
"Sorry Adelyn, but I am the boss in bed," he gave my clit one flick before retracting his hand, and sucked on the fingers drenched with my pussy juice, Fuck, he's so hot.
I watched in a daze as he pulled off his boxers and sat back down on the edge of my bed, his cock standing straight and waiting for attention, "Kneel."
I got on my knees.
"Good girl," he gathered up my curls and brought his cock to my mouth, "Suck."
I wrapped my mouth around his thick cock. Something about him just radiated dominance, forcing me into obedience, "Mnngh.." I grabbed the base of his cock in one hand as I struggled to take his whole length in my mouth.
"Fuck..." his head rolled back, his hand in my hair tightening, the other supporting his weight as he leaned back, "Faster now. Adelyn, let me cum in your pretty little mouth."
I let my saliva drip down his cock, allowing my hand to stroke the base while my mouth kept sucking the tip.
"I said faster," his hand pushed my head down, the tip of his cock touching my throat momentarily.
I backed up, not wanting to gag, but continued moving my head up and down his cock faster, my tongue licking up any precum that dripped out.
"Fuck...faster, I'm close," his eyes were closed now, his face filled with pleasure as my tongue circled around the head of his penis, "Ahh...fuck!"
Right then, a shot of hot cum filled my mouth. I tried to keep it all in but it leaked out and dripped down his cock.
"Fuck..." his cock twitched once and another load of cum shot out.
I swallowed what I could and the rest dripped down his cock, letting my hands catch it and smear it up and down his length.
"Annngh...fuck, that's enough," his legs squirmed a bit under me.
Despite his words, I let my hands wrap around his cock, stroking fast, "I like being bossy, Oscar."
"Ah! Fuck, Adelyn, sto-Anghh!" his legs squeezed together tightly as I rubbed my palm against the sensitive tip as fast as I could, "Fuck! Stop it," his hands yanked my hair hard, effectively pulling my head away but not my hands. I continued stroking fast contrary to his pleads, simply because I enjoy being in charge, and to be honest, watching him being so weak under my touch turned me on so fucking much.
"Are my hands too much for you? Hmm? Oscar?" I teased, "Your cock is so sensitive, isn't it?"
"Adelyn!" he grabbed my wrists, finally stopping me from torturing his oversensitive cock, "Oh, you're gonna be so sorry for what you just did."
I giggled at his annoyance, "What are you going to do, Oscar?"
He yanked down the meshy curtains on my canopy bed, "Take off your panties and flip over."