Emily's 18th birthday was somewhat of a paradox to her; on one hand, it was a symbol of her maturity, growth, and independence, but anyone who knew Emily, knows it was anything but. Emily had been homeschooled for her entire life, and rarely ever talked with kids her age. Crude schoolyard jokes and horny teenage boys making comments on her body was never a part of Emily's childhood.
In fact, sexual education for Emily came in the form of her obviously embarrassed father just about throwing an anatomy book at her one day. She spent a couple hours reading though this curious textbook, but finding nothing of interest, she set it down after the first chapter on the "Introduction to Human Anatomy" (whatever that means, thought Emily). This sheltered lifestyle made Emily grow up shy and reserved, and sex was an extremely taboo topic for her household.
She was a petite, young girl with smooth, pale skin. She was very short at 5'2", and nearly everyone she met she had to look up to with her doe-like hazel eyes and long eyelashes. Her flowing, dirty blonde locks tumbled down her freckled shoulders, and laid to rest just above her 32A breasts. Yes, puberty hit Emily late, so her breasts were perky and firm, with tiny pink nipples that stood at attention whenever it got cold.
Not that it was any cold today, because her birthday fell in the sweltering month of July. Around the house she was wearing small, pink shorts with a dainty lace trim, that barely hid the outline of her white cotton panties underneath. Her top was an old t-shirt of her mothers. It was a tattered, dusty pink with a touristy Disney logo printed on the front. Emily loved wearing this shirt since it smelled so richly of her mother's floral perfume, and was baggy enough on her that she got no scolding or spankings from her father when she didn't wear a bra underneath, as she wasn't today. To top the relaxed look off, she wore white bobby socks on her feet with little frills around the ankles, that emphasized the youthful innocence of Emily's personality.
Emily's mother had always been a role model to her. At 5'6", she stood tall over Emily, and whenever they hugged, Emily's face was squished into her mother's 36D breasts. Her name was Mary, and she had shoulder-length, light brown hair that bounced with her walk. She was not as skinny and petite as her daughter, but nevertheless had an amazing body for someone who is 45 years old. Her breasts didn't sag one bit and she wore tight clothing to show off her hourglass figure.
Mary had grown up in a very religious household, but hid a dark secret from her parents that never surfaced until her marriage to her husband John. She was a bisexual woman with a very high sex drive. Yes, she loved the taste, the smell, and the feeling of a cock sliding in and out of her mouth, but something was so enchanting about women in her college days when she would hook up with a girl. They were gentler, softer, and always made sure Mary could barely walk by the end of the night.
Since the birth of her daughter however, her sexuality had become increasingly restricted; it was not easy for her to find the time to rub her clit to an orgasm when she had a child to attend to. Still, the shower had become her go-to place to release all her pent-up sexual energy, often fantasizing about female celebrities or neighbors while she came hard using the shower head.
Back to Emily. The morning of her 18th birthday came late, as she woke up around 10am. Normally, she would be up much earlier in order to say goodbye to her father on his way to work, but since it was a day off of homeschool for the celebration of her birthday, she treated herself by turning off all her 7:30am alarms. Sleepily, she shuffled out of her bed and down the stairway to go make herself some tea. She couldn't hear any noise from her parents room, the bathroom, the kitchen, or anywhere else in the house. Knowing her father was out at work, she deduced her mother was probably getting groceries or some other errand.
After boiling some water, putting in a tea bag, and plopping herself down on the couch on top of her favorite pink, childhood blanket, Emily turned on the TV. E! Entertainment was the first channel to come on. She had never watched this channel before, but took a sip of her tea and kept watching out of pure curiosity. It didn't take long for an ad to pop up for a new TV series coming this fall called "Girls Gone Wild". Emily chuckled at the silly name, and stared at the ad until it advertised what the show was really about. Girls flashed across the screen seductively bending over, showing hints of their private parts underneath skimpy bikinis. Others groped and grabbed at their breasts enthusiastically, while another girl next to them jumped up and down to the music, her breasts jiggling in a hypnotic motion.
