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Barely Legal: Naughty Girl Grows Up CHAPTER 1 Going to college broadened my horizons, so to speak. Suddenly I had a whole range of new boys to choose from and I really was spoilt for choice. Being a slut isn’t always easy, especially if you are fussy about who you get slutty with. I learned a lot about guys, and myself, and put it to good use, starting with Doug. CHAPTER 2 Slutty and dirty. I like it. That’s me. Dirty, slutty Sue. I found out quite quickly that I liked being really dirty with the college guys I was shagging. The naughtier and dirtier the better, especially if there is more than one guy involved. CHAPTER 3 Sometimes a little mystery in a man is a good thing. I don’t always want to get to know anything about him, sometimes not even his name. When my neighbor started showing me more than I expected, I gave him a lot more than he bargained for. And I never got to know his name either. Perfect. CHAPTER 4 Changing my gym schedule seemed inconvenient to start off with, but ended up being nothing but a pleasure. I met two wonderful, huge, gorgeous men and discovered that occasionally, two heads really are better than one. If you get my drift.
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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
Barely Legal: Naughty Girl Grows Up (Sex Slave Series, #2)
CHAPTER TWO: College boys rock
CHAPTER THREE: Stranger in my bed
CHAPTER FOUR: Twice the fun
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Barely Legal: Naughty Girl Grows Up
By Alexandra Scott
Copyright @ 2017 by Alexandra Scott.
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This book may not be used or reproduced in any form, in whole or in part, without permission from the author or publisher. Any resemblance to actual events, locales or persons whether living or dead is entirely coincidental. This book contains mature content of sexually explicit scenes, situations for adults 18+. Every character in this book is 18+ years of age.
All the characters in this book are fictional
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Ever since I delicately landed on puberty at the age of thirteen, I’ve enjoyed my body, from my breasts to my waist to my butt. The attention that came with it was euphoric. I quickly lost the puppy fat and started looking and dressing womanly as soon as my mother thought it was decent to do so. I stopped putting a little heart over the ‘I’ in Suzie and started calling myself Susan or Sue. I was no longer a girl, I’d become a woman.
Of course, if she’d known the other womanly things I was getting up to she’d have locked me in my room forever.
By the time I was fifteen, I’d started doling out blowjobs. By the time I was sixteen I’d been fingered by more than one boy. Not at the same time. That was to come later. I wasn’t ready to lose my virginity just yet, so I hung on to it. The boys got what they wanted (a blowjob) and I got what I wanted (fingered) and I had my first orgasm with a boy at the age of seventeen. He was the same guy I later lost my virginity to.
Anyway, the point of this is that I like my body and what it can do. I like the effect it has on others, men and women, and I definitely enjoy all the different pleasures it brings me.
As soon as I went to college the fun started. I was old enough to have sex legally and started practicing. Since I see my body as the temple that it is, I really don’t just fuck any boy that comes along with a stiff cock. I kind of audition them first to see how they are on foreplay. If they focus on my whole body, not just my breasts and pussy, then I give them a further chance. I take it step by step. If it’s all about them and their cock, then it’s a no go. I drop them like a hot potato. I don’t want to regret anything I do in my life, and having lousy sex with a selfish boy is something I can avoid.
One of my first experiences at college was with a guy in the same year as me. I don’t always go for the muscular jock type since I’ve found that they don’t really try hard enough. Most of them think that it’s enough just to be with them, they don’t need to put any effort into pleasing their partners. The nerdy boys, on the other hand, have more knowledge of the human body, spend more time discussing it and less time doing it, and therefore are more willing to please.
I’d turned down a date with Rob, the college stud, in favor of spending time with Doug. Rob wasn’t pleased, but I wasn’t worried. He’d find some willing pussy without much effort. I’d asked Doug to take me out for a drive, wanting to see the big city lights and we, predictably, ended up on the hill overlooking the town. We’d gotten out of the car to enjoy the balmy night air and it wasn’t long before I put the moves on him, leaning over to kiss him.
Now I know you are picturing Doug like a nerd, all teeth and glasses and greasy hair. He wasn’t anything like that. He was really cute, and smart, just not muscled and huge like the football guys. And so far, he’d only been sweet, showing me respect each time we’d interacted.
His lips were soft, moving gently over mine as we kissed. I always got as horny as anything during these sessions, but managed mostly to control myself. Doug put one hand behind my neck, tangling his fingers in my hair and holding me close so he could kiss me back. The kiss deepened as we both opened our mouths, our tongues tangling. So far so good. He was a good kisser.
I moved, without brea [...]