All characters depicted are of legal age. This is a continuing story about the adventures of David at getting his first action with busty ladies.
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*Several days later, Saturday morning*
I lie in bed and reflect on the recent events of my life. I have gone from a complete virgin, someone who has never gotten any action at all, to getting my first hand job and titfuck.
I have had dreams almost every night about the action that I got with Lindsay, my first time titty fucking someone. I have masturbated several times remembering her wide eyed expression as I thrust my cock between her big fake titties.
Ms. Gerard has not called on me or spoken to me over the last few days. She seems to think that I want nothing to do with her. I have not gone out of my way to speak with her; I am a little embarrassed that I could not get hard for her. I am not super human though! I had just gotten a great hand job from Mrs. Hart. I definitely need to find the time to talk to her and smooth things out. I am definitely very interested in her.
My mind drifts to Mrs. Hart. Mrs. Helene Hart. I was so surprised when she told me her first name. Helene is the girl who I truly adore, the student not the nurse. I have had such a hard time talking to her. Mrs. Hart is very hot though too, and she certainly seemed to have the experience needed to please.
I begin to rub my penis through my pants as I lie on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.
I think of Helene, my fellow student, the unachievable goal. Her sexy silky black hair falls upon her shoulders and her eyes sparkle as she stares deeply back into my eyes. I see her lean in towards me and hold me close, her arms wrapping around me. How can I have her? She would never sleep with a guy like me.
Hhhmm... I know! Maybe I could have Mrs. Hart help me to seduce Helene. Maybe if she were to catch us in the act or something, she would be so turned on that she would join in. Yeah right, who am I fooling? That sort of situation only works in the porno mags. Or is that the case? My life lately has been like a story in one of those mags. Has this all been one big dream? It has been a good one. I would have to call it a nightmare though, just because it would mean that all these great things never actually happened.
Has it all really just been a dream?
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"Honey, get out of bed. You are like a zombie!" I groan, sounding like a zombie as I roll over in the bed. "It's almost 2pm. Are you going to sleep all day?" I wonder what is going on in my head for a moment until I open my eyes and the haziness lifts from my mind. I see my mother standing there at my door. She doesn't really look mad, just a little concerned.
"Yeah mom, I am getting out of bed. Could I have some lunch?"
"Sure honey, I will make you a turkey sandwich."
"Thanks mom." I groan as I throw the cover off of me and throw my feet over the edge of the bed. It is at that moment that I realize I had several porno mags sitting right next to my bed in plain view. There is no way my mom didn't see them. "Damn it." I say after I have heard her walk away from my room. "My parents probably knew that I stole dad's porn anyway. I wonder what I should do with the rest of my Saturday." It's just then that I remember that I was supposed to role-play all day with the boys. My fantasizing and reflecting earlier put me right back down to sleep. "Fuck!"
I go down stairs and grab up the phone to call my friends. "Hey Matt. Yeah... sorry, I kind of slept in." I listen to him for a few moments. "Oh really? You just woke up a half an hour ago? That works out well I guess." Matt jabbers on for several minutes with me getting no more than a few words in every few moments. Mom hands me a turkey sandwich and a small serving of chips. "Hold on Matt. Hey, mom, could you give me a ride over to a friend's house?"
"I really don't feel like driving, you know your father and I both had a long week."
I turn back to the phone and speak again after taking a bite of my sandwich. "Well, I might be a while getting over there. I am probably gonna have to walk... unless, well I will try to get there as soon as I can." Matt says his goodbyes and I hang up the phone.
I could always try to get Lindsay to give me a ride again.
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This time, Lindsay has dressed like her vampire character is. She is wearing a small black cape that falls down to the small of her back. Her shirt is dark green with a tie that crosses hatches over her breasts and up to her upper chest. The open area where the draw string lies shows a great deal of her flesh. She wears tights and boots that look like she means business.