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the drive home

26 Thursday Oct 2017

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18 year old, boy, breasts, desire, erotic fiction, jeep, lust, tennis, young

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The leather seats in the jeep were cold at first
as they met the back of Krystal’s legs
beneath her tennis skirt
she quickly covered her legs with the Cherokee’s rug
angling forward she watched
as the lights flickered by
it was Billy’s parents
driving him home

Billy had placed his tongue inside her mouth
it had felt funny
his hands had foraged inside her tennis shirt
rubbing across her bra
her mind drifted back
she had felt awkward
as his small cock pushed into her hip
before the rain became too heavy outside
and they ran inside to escape  the downpour

Her nipples were like little buttons now
as she adjusted her bra
she felt a tinge leave her breasts
propelling itself throughout
her young body was listening
calling out to Billy
needing to be touched
with her hand now sliding underneath her skirt
pulling the panties aside
following her desire inwards
she reached inside her wetness
the car door opened
the light came on
she retreated in a flush
How was your night Krystal
asked her Dad

The drive home seemed like an eternity
as she fidgeted above the rug
taking time out at infrequent intervals
to reconnect with her scent
her fingers now played games
they asked her to come and join in
as her blood continued to dance
beneath her tender skin

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lost

10 Tuesday Oct 2017

Posted by sashaholden1 in erotic poetry

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18 year old, bed, boy, boyfriend, breasts, erotic fiction, girls, masturbation, poem, poetry

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not long out of school
in my parents home
he entered my bedroom
to hand me my phone
his face opened wide
to see my fingers inside
fingering and fucking
I continued at will
as he tried to push in
and join in the fun
unable to reach me
to be together as one

furiously now
picking up speed
wrestling with my juice hole
fulfilling that need
to let it all out
to open even wider
my throbbing bursting snatch
as hungry as can be
like a kid without a toy
he sat quietly
beside me

the bed head shook
scratching paint from my wall
paintings leaned over
the glass began to fall
my face burnt red
moaning and wet
ripping open my buttons
to devour my breast
on and on
unable to rest
squirting
splashing
peeing in between
as he lowered his head
not wanting to be seen
like a little boy lost
my scared and lonely teen

on a sea of hormones
in a world of doubt
did I reject him
did I shut him out
he needed a friend
a lover in me
selfish little Sasha
as cruel as can be

my parents have moved on now
the bed now sits alone
her iron posts have rusted
no one lives at home
except the ghost of my best friend
saying Sasha let me in
I’d trade all the other moments
to have him back again

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shopping

09 Sunday Apr 2017

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18 year old, boyfriend, erotic fiction, fingering, girls, masturbation, shopping

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Elizabeth was exhausted
all the bra’s were either too big
too small
or not the color that suited
suited her blond complexion
finally
a black lace bra
that she could actually wear with something
a smile greeted her young lips
maybe even some teeth
perhaps even the hint of a tongue
as she posed for another selfie
quickly kiking it sideways to Eric
who was waiting at home
well he wasn’t exactly waiting
he was studying for his finals
maybe I should have gone shopping with you
he fired back

Elizabeth was restless now
the center had her all wound up
clothes hangers
change rooms
confined spaces
people
undressing her in every aisle
as they glanced around corners
in awe of her beauty
her youth
her poise
she became frustrated

her mind drifted back to Eric
to his laugh
the way his green cords lingered around his thighs
his silly cardigans
and handsome chest
his beautiful green eyes
inviting her to come in
she was seriously in love this time
he was the one
and he was laced with candy
all the way to the top
no school
no parents
and a sexy new bra
to tease his teenage cock
and he was actually waiting at home for her

up the elevators she proceeded
across the marble floor
through men’s fashion
boxers
underwear
aisle 5 ladies lingerie
bras
hosiery
thongs
stockings
looking up
children’s wear
hair care
music
lipstick
perfume
I’m taking the stairs this time
my stocking has a tear in it now
how did that happen
these wedges are no good on stairs
finally at the top
hello to you too Sir

the cafeteria
more stairs
the ladies room
there it is
three cubicles
I’ll take that one to the left
glancing in the mirror
closing the door
sweating
hot
perspiring
skirt
stockings
hurry up
briefs
just pull down
quickly
open up your legs
finally
now I can breathe
at last
my tight little pussy aches this afternoon
I can’t wait
It’s over an hour to home
so fucking horny
rub it
finger your slit
you dirty little whore
harder
faster
give it a good fingering
push it
push it
push it in
fuck that feels good
fuck
that
feels
good

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Once upon a time in the West

14 Wednesday Sep 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in erotic fiction

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18 year old, blond, gorgeous, lesbian, lingerie, milf, panties, shopping, west

 

 

It was 4.20 and the store was all but empty. Monday evenings were quiet at this time of year. Summer hadn’t really arrived and late fall was hardly the time to splash out on new lingerie. Well not in this isolated section of the mid-west.

I sat swiveling on the high chair behind the counter. My black shoes were somewhat scuffed. I’d need to clean them before tomorrow’s shift. My brown work skirt was riding up my legs, just briefly exposing the white panties I had worn for two days straight. Pretty rank really. My phone buzzed again. James wanted Pizza tonight, not sushi. “BTW Mom’s at Jane’s tonight we can watch Twilight”, he said.
“Cool”, I replied, as a tall blonde lady in a black and white dress smiled and found her way to my department racks. I had only been in lingerie for three weeks, though having spent six months in sports and swimwear I was enjoying it. There was much more range in intimates, and at least women (or men for that matter) became excited when shopping for their favorite underwear. At 16 being my first year out of school I was luckier than most James’ Mom had reminded me.

“I was lucky to have a job” she had said.

The bell rang and I met the tall blond lady in between the change room and our overseas collection. She was trawling through the Italian “La Perla” range, where the darker colors she said weren’t as suited to her color. I’m more of a pink and red girl she laughed, as the UK “Gossard” range of intimates met her fingertips.

“Have you ever heard of the Triumph range” I suggested? “They have a new “Amourette Collection” that has some pretty pink and red pieces”, I said.

“Let’s have a look” she replied, smiling as we made our way toward the far right hand corner of the store. Her eyes lit up. “Stunning” she said, she quickly pulling two bra’s both pink and red from the rack. “I’m hopeless” she said. “I’m all out of whack. Up top I’m a 34C and downstairs I’m practically a small to medium”, confused as to where she could find the right sized panties.
“If you take the bras into the change room I shall find the matching panties and bring them over to you, if that’s okay”, I suggested, keen to make a sale. Then as I spoke she quickly grabbed a third bra, more of a crimson color from the clothes hanger, and clutching onto the three bras proceeded toward the change room.

“I like to mix and match” she said, arching her long neck back in my direction as I turned, catching a glimpse of her taut ankles, white sandals and pink toenail polish, as she disappeared around the end of aisle 7. Within two minutes I had located the matching Triumph panties. Well the matching colors as it were, the panties the lady had requested were at least two sizes smaller than the bra size she had collected from my racks.

Taking time to gently draw back the change room curtain I slid the panties onto the change room lounge seat. I could see her turning toward me, as she strapped the pink bra up from bend her back, then began pulling it up higher above her breasts, her head lowered to perfect bra placement. Her breasts were large though firm, her nipples a beautiful rich dark pink, pointing in large circles toward my clumsy stance.

“There just on the couch seat” I said, in a shy voice, as I drew the curtain to the change room closed, before sitting behind the change room counter. Within seconds she appeared. She was wearing a pink multistrand necklace and matching wristlet. A Boho Chic look that I hadn’t noticed before.

“Kind of cool”, I thought, for a middle aged Mom, “that is if she was a Mom”, I mused. Walking slowly toward me, with her white sandals still on, I noticed she had chosen the pink bra and the red panties. They looked gorgeous on her, I thought to myself. Simply stunning. The panties I had chosen were perfect. They clung to her thighs though not tightly enough to place pressure upon her crotch, whilst her bum cheeks were covered, and in no way protruding from the pretty red briefs. She threw her head forward, as her long blond hair whisked its way down over her taut torso toward the beautiful red briefs.

Then lifting her head back up and smiling, “how do I look?” She asked.

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“You look wonderful”, I said with an air of unexpected confidence, “absolutely wonderful”.

“How does the size appear?” She questioned, moving closer toward me. Close enough for me to take in the feint scent of “Issay Mayake” that lingered from her presence.

“The 34C is a brilliant fit, well you already knew that”, I answered, whipping up a head of steam (I was on a roll), “and the first thing I noticed as you alighted from the change room was how well the “Triumph” panties fitted you. I must say I was a bit nervous, having chosen them myself, but they look great”, I said.

“Why thank you” she said, as she came in close to me. “You have such eloquent language” she said, “for a small town girl”. “And such beautiful black hair”, she said softly, gently brushing a length of my hair away from my cheekbone.

“Why thank you” I replied, blushing. “No one has ever said that to me before”.

Then leaning forward and whispering in my ear “well now someone has”, she said, before turning to walk back into the change room, her long slender legs reaching all the way to the new red panties, as they clung so beautifully to her tight firm hips. I felt a tingle whistle slowly down through my own torso, in between my ribs, beneath my tender young breasts, a soft release, from somewhere down below, as the feint scent of her “Issay Mayake” perfume lingered in the air around me, lighting up every orifice of my young body, causing me to feel faint myself. Weak at the knees I sat back at the counter, before drawing in a deep breath and returning to sit back behind the change room counter.

Within what seemed like seconds her American Express card had filtered through my card machine, and with her bright red “Triumph” lingerie bag she quickly made her way toward the store exit. “I’ll have to let you out”, I said, “as the store is closing”.

“Thank you so much” she said turning again toward me once more. “What is your name gorgeous girl?” she inquired.

“My name is Jessie”, I said, with a broad smile.

“Well nice to meet you Jessie, I’m a Jessie to, but most of my friend call me Jessica. I might see you again, I’ve just bought a small ranch and am moving in this weekend. I’m not much of a country girl, I might need some tips from a pretty country girl”, she said, as she approached the exit doors.

“I hope you enjoy the Amorette Collection”, I yelled as she walked briskly away down the hallway. “It looks beautiful on you”, I said. It was too late. She had gone.

Locking up the store I went up into the office to flick on the external security cameras. My vision caught the change room camera frame. It was on all day to prevent theft from within the stores change room. I thought for a split second. “I shouldn’t do this”. Then picking up the remote I rewound the change room tape. Sitting now in the dark my eyes wandered through the proceeding twenty minutes of change room vision. There was Jessica, pulling her dress from above her shoulders. Undoing her bra strap. Then turning toward the camera. Before bending over to remove her panties toward her ankles. Exposing the most breathtaking sight I had ever seen in all of my short sixteen years. The most beautiful pink pussy. So warm, so smooth, so pink. Within moments my own fingers had found their way inside my own dirty white panties. Penetrating within the folds of my tender young skin. Rubbing at the wetness that dripped from my snatch. Fingering now furiously as I kicked the door latch. With lights now off I focused further in. Nervous anxious, excited, buried within my sin.

 

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Liz Episode 4

18 Monday Apr 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in erotic fiction, erotic stories

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18 year old, BEAUTIFUL, beauty, bed, birds, boy, boyfriend, breasts, butt, cheekbones, clit, cock, erotic fiction, explode, fingering

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I awoke to the sound of a text message
it was Mom
she would be home at 2.00 this afternoon
I could smell Eric’s alcoholic breath
I thought back to last night
I licked my lower lip
some of his cum had hardened
I peeled it away
like shedding skin
then smelt my own fingers
I could not taste his cum at all
only my own juice
well up to my knuckles
I lay in bed listening
as two birds swam in the early morning light
dancing upon the surface
only to land in our tree
before kissing and sweeping out over the park
to fly back again
toward me

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The wind blew my curtain open further
as the early morning sun began penetrating
entering my room to lie about the sheets
as I rubbed my feet together
keeping warm
my legs naked
I felt my pussy
it was dry again
rested from the events of yesterday
uncertain as to what lay ahead
Eric stirred as the light caught his eyes
he attempted to continue sleeping
before giving up
opening his eyes to wander into me
kissing me then he asked
How are you Liz?
I smiled
better now you are awake
I said
before hugging him around the chest
I’m sorry about last night Eric said
that was a bit random wasn’t it
carrying on a bit was old Eric
a few too many at the bar
I’m sorry

he said again
whispering now in my ear
as my leg lifted at the knee to caress his thigh
then move upward
touching the bottom of his penis
his shaft
it was hard!

I all of a sudden became nervous again
and retreated
lowering my legs to slide down neatly against each other
as I lay now flat on my back to stare at my ceiling
Do you have any plans for today?
I asked Eric
play with you
he replied
before rolling on his side to push firmly below my left breast
his hand then circling my stomach
then massaging my inner thighs
as it moved slowly
toward my tight young hole
I felt a sensation stir within my chest
a small amount of liquid
moving slowly
from below my breasts
washing underneath my rib cage
through my torso
below my navel
then gently I relaxed
as I could now hear the liquid released into my pussy
where Eric’s fingers now entered
one
then two
slowly fingering my tight young hole
as I lay back
eyes closed
only to release more juice
for him to slide through

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That feels nice
I said to Eric
unsure of what to say
you look beautiful
he whispered
now softly kissing my cheeks
he then rolled over between my legs
to kneel between my thighs
as I prized my now legs wide open
for him to come inside
Slowly now Eric
I said
to allay my fear
catching a glimpse of his length again
a he moved now forward to steer
the knob of his wanton cock
toward my hungry hole
I’d never had him inside me
so as scared as a baby foal
I closed my eyes again
and winced as the ridge went in
slowly inside my pussy’s lips
further through my pink skin

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Ooh Oooh
I sighed quietly
as Eric pushed within
before sliding slowly sliding back out
to enter me again
to catch some slippery juice
toward the bottom of his shaft
then opening my legs up further
he firmly held my ass
my knees sat bolt upright
my blond hair falling down
to lay upon my small boobs
to drift toward my sheets
as I began to find some rhythm
my ass writhing from its seat
I squirmed and moved my hips
as his cock leapt in then out
my tiny pussy felt better now
the pain had but moved on
as Eric now played with my boobies
I watched his long strong cock
appear then disappear with ease
as he continued to warm to his fuck
You look beautiful Liz
he spoke now
as I opened my cunt wide for him
feeling as his vein
swelled within my swim

Eric felt as I thought he would
my handsome sexy sort
he felt so strong and good
fucking me from above
as looking down I squirted
a gush upon his love
take my love cum Liz
Eric now yelled forth
as arching his long back
his cock kept pounding north
ramming with his pole
deep inside my hips
he fucked my tender hole
within my pussy’s lips
faster and harder now
his knob must have then touched
my ceiling or some skin inside
causing me to buck
and rock from side to side
as I felt some more juice escape
from further in my cunt
as It opened further to gape
just as Eric exploded
his creamy load up in me
as it slithered then spurted out

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Swimming alongside my juice
dripping along the shaft of his strength
down his strong long cock
to rest above his balls
and slip then further down
back on top of my pussy
to lie upon my mound
my well cut little blond pussy
breathing in then out
as Eric crashed down upon me
to give me some more of his heat
Lowering my knees back down now
I continued to rub my feet
as his juice slowly leaked
to caress my little butts opening
reminding me of what had just happened
reminding me again of my jock
my gorgeous college lover
with his juicy morning cock
You feel beautiful
he said
with his hand now stroking my breast
as I lowered my finger beneath the sheets
down upon my bum
then back up toward my nose
now I could smell his cum!

My lover’s sticky warmth
slithering from within my hole
I had never experienced such a feeling
it was only the second time I’d had sex
but it was the first time I’d tasted cock juice
washing around inside
I needed him again
I wanted him to slide back on top
to mount my tight young slit
for this time while he inside
I’d love to rub my clit
I need to rub it now

I thought
as my lover massaged my tit
fuck Eric you turn me on
jump inside my hips
I had finally slept with him
I had finally hugged my man
this girl had done okay
I thought
as I caressed his soft smooth hand
I wanted to lower it back down
above my eager thirsty lips
to rub my hungry hole
my swollen throbbing young clit
but all of a sudden I felt nervous
I decided to wait for a bit

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Liz Episode 3

16 Saturday Apr 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in erotic fiction

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18 year old, ass, BEAUTIFUL, bed, boy, boyfriend, breasts, butt, clit, cock, erotic fiction, fingering, juice, legs

shopping

Eric text to say he was at the bar
with the assignment now handed in he was free
at least for the weekend
after my excitement shopping
and then the Napoleon letdown
I was thinking tonight might be my night
but it wasn’t to be
as I lay in bed
thinking of him at the bar in his brown corduroy pants
his blue short and tan sports jacket
laughing with the history buffs
his colleagues
soon to be professors
I was disappointed
not upset though
I was still unsure of what it would be like
of what Eric would want
in bed
as you are aware I haven’t really even seen a boys cock
let alone touched or sucked one
when I lost my virginity in the dark hallway in a college dorm

after my school prom
I didn’t even see the guys cock
I just basically remembering something small and hard
pushing into me
before he squirted a yucky mess inside
my next memory is of him standing above me
to pull back on his pants
before hurrying  back to his buddies at the bar
erik
It was cold
I was cold
I walked toward the kitchen with some trepidation
I had no slippers
only my small nightgown and some knickers
the last thing I needed was to catch cold
my new man was nearby
and knowing him he wouldn’t come near me with the flu
two cups of cocoa later I wandered back to bed
back to sleep
only to be woken by Eric
somewhat gingerly
What time is it
I said
Its late
he replied
Have you missed me?
he inquired
Of course Darling
I said
I mean have you really missed me?
he asked again
Of course I have Eric
I haven’t stopped thinking about you

I replied
A little unsure as to his line of questioning
I need you to need me Liz
Not just want me
he said firmly
Of course I do
I stressed
How much?
He questioned
I’ve been thinking about you all day
I said
when I was out shopping I couldn’t wait to return to see you
knowing you were home waiting made me so excited
after my shower I wanted to hold and love you
to be with you
I said
Close your eyes Liz

he said as if to cut me off mid sentence
now lay your legs out flat on the bed
Liz do exactly as I say
he said firmly
You need to illustrate to me how much you do need me
I then proceeded to lay my long legs forward
lower from their kneeling position
flat onto the bed
readjusting my small nightgown to cover my purple and pink knickers
he stood at the end of my bed now
fully clothed
sternly issuing directives
for me
his new young girlfriend
to follow

Now tell me again how much you need me
he said somewhat sternly
I always lie in bed lusting after you when I cannot see you
when you are studying
when you were at the bar tonight I longed for you to come home
to come home and be with me
I said
as if to plead to Eric
With your eyes shut
slide down you panties and slightly spread your legs

he continued
I was a little bit unsure now
to be honest
as you are aware I am inexperienced in the bedroom
I had heard of this kind of thing
but it did feel strange
I nervously lowered my panties
ensuring to keep my eyes tightly shut
as they reached my ankles
then the bed
before I slightly opened my long legs
Now show me how much you need me Liz
He said
with his voice still sounding as if it was in front of me
at the end of my bed
I didn’t really know what to do
what to expect
I cautiously ran my fingers up toward my nipple
trying to focus on how gorgeous looking Eric was
on his beautiful green eyes
on his light brown
almost blond wavy hair
his broad chest
his fit and lean torso
on Eric
the intelligent young man I yearned for
Show me Liz
he said
Show me how much you really missed me
in a louder
slightly inebriated tone
continuing to massage my breast nipple
I moved my other hand
over the small blond tussock of hair
that graced my mound
then lower toward my pink shaven lips
before allowing my fingers to slightly open them
and push anxiously between my crevice
up toward my clitoris
I thought you really wanted me home Liz
Eric said loudly from the end of my bed
I told my colleagues you were waiting
I truly believed you needed me
That you need me
I did not know what to do
I was slightly scared
Legs open
a fraction cold
eyes closed
and uncertain of the path forward
The way you looked at me today I thought you wanted my cock
Eric continued
I thought you needed it
Prove to me you want it Liz
show me how much you need it
I slid my lower hand now inside my little hole
it was dry and tight
I almost had to push through the wall to reach further inside
where I could finally my finger could finally feel warm
where I could finally feel some moisture
as I now focused even more intensely on Eric
on how much I had wanted him when I came home
how earlier that day I had cried
how my pillow had become wet from my free flowing tears
back to how my hand had slid underneath my breast
feeling out my young nipple
as I wondered what might of been
the other hand
finding it’s way into my thong
searching for my sweet spot
inside my tiny hole
I remembered back to wanting him
to how much I really did need him
to how much I really did long for him
only hours earlier

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Lifting my legs open slightly further
with my knees now lifted from my bed
I lowered the hand from my breast
down toward my clitoris
above my other hand
as it continued searching within me
forcing its fingers higher
further into my tight little hole
I could feel some moisture leaking onto my long fingers

Dripping within them
toward my knuckles
with my eyes tightly shut I began quivering
my clitoris now swelling
needing for my touch
I could then hear Eric moving
his shoes were being unlaced
his belt buckle being undone
he sound as if he was now beside me
his voice body below bed height
I could hear his pants meeting my floor
his briefs then hitting the ground
as I pushed ever forward
massaging my mound
now opening up even further
furiously rubbing my clit
my tight little pussy soaking
champing at the bit
to have my lover enter me
to fuck my wanton cunt
to fill me with his cock juice
and end my needy plight
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You do need me Liz
Eric said softly
now from alongside my bed
as he peeled back my blond hair
to whisper in my ear
you need your boyfriends long stick
to ram inside your hole
you naughty little girl
you dirty little mole
fucking open wider
you thirsty young slut
open up your asshole
slide a finger in your butt
taste my hot thick cream

he yelled now
with a scream
open your eyes and watch it
watch my fat load team

as lowering my hand further south
releasing a rush of juice
I opened my hungry eyes
to gaze upon his length
as he shot forth his slippery cum
with all his college boy strength
the hot sticky liquid
wet my nose and met my lips
as I felt my body writhing
to further open my hips
I brought my tongue forward now
to taste a slither of his sticky cum
as my juicy finger slid further north
deeper inside my bum
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Liz

12 Saturday Mar 2016

Posted by sashaholden1 in erotic stories

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18 year old, ass, beauty, bed, boyfriend, breasts, cheekbones, cock, erotic fiction, fingering, masturbation, shopping, stockings

Liz’s story

Liz is just out of school. At 5 ft 9 in height, aged 18 she is a blonde with beautiful pert breasts, a slim and attractive figure and a penchant for shopping. Enter Eric, her hours graduate boyfriend entering his final year of study in London. As a historian. Eris, who has plans to be a lecturer at Oxford, has broad cheekbones, gorgeous green eyes and exceptional looks. He is taken aback with his crazy girlfriend, who despite her outgoing personality, is relatively experienced in the bedroom.

Liz

Elizabeth was exhausted
all the bra’s were either too big
too small
or not the color that suited
suited her blond complexion
finally
a black lace bra
that she could actually wear with something
a smile greeted her young lips
maybe even some teeth
perhaps even the hint of a tongue
as she posed for another selfie
quickly kiking it sideways to Eric
who was waiting at home
well he wasn’t exactly waiting
he was studying for his finals
maybe I should have gone shopping with you
he fired back

Elizabeth was restless now
the center had her all wound up
clothes hangers
change rooms
confined spaces
people
undressing her in every aisle
as they glanced around corners
in awe of her beauty
her youth
her poise
she became frustrated

Her mind drifted back to Eric
to his laugh
the way his green cords lingered around his thighs
his silly cardigans
and handsome chest
his beautiful green eyes
inviting her to come in
she was seriously in love this time
he was the one
and he was laced with candy
all the way to the top
no school
no parents
and a sexy new bra
to tease his teenage cock
and he was actually waiting at home for her

Up the elevators she proceeded
across the marble floor
through men’s fashion
boxers
underwear
aisle 5 ladies lingerie
bras
hosiery
thongs
stockings
looking up
children’s wear
hair care
music
lipstick
perfume
I’m taking the stairs this time
my stocking has a tear in it now
how did that happen
these wedges are no good on stairs
finally at the top
hello to you too Sir

The cafeteria
more stairs
the ladies room
there it is
three cubicles
I’ll take that one to the left
glancing in the mirror
closing the door
sweating
hot
perspiring
skirt
stockings
hurry up
briefs
just pull down
quickly
open up your legs
finally
now I can breathe
at last
my tight little pussy aches this afternoon
I can’t wait
It’s over an hour to home
so fucking horny
rub it
finger your slit
you dirty little whore
harder
faster
give it a good fingering
push it
push it
push it in
fuck that feels good
fuck
that
feels
good

Elizabeth…or Liz as she was known to her friends
felt a bit dirty
the shopping centre moment was hardly her finest hour
her mother, a diligent Presbyterian
had raised to be a lady
fingering herself in a toilet cubicle
deep inside a shopping centre
could not be referred to as lady like
she had not orgasmed or even really released any juice
but the thought of the transaction stayed with her
the windows of the bus only protecting her from those outside
not from her thoughts within
as the bus continued on its merry way home
ambling through afternoon traffic
on an otherwise beautiful spring day

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Liz thought of Eric
her crotch stirred beneath her ripped stocking
what would she wear?
she needed to turn him on…and in a hurry
Liz’s feelings this time were too strong to let him slip away
as boys had done in the past
her inaction on the sex front had been noticeable
but she was a year older now
and this was Mr. Right
not some gay lame bloke that just wanted to get in her pants
this was the real item
as her father would say
Liz would definitely put her new black lace bra on
she had three thongs in mind
perhaps the new purple and pink Ann Summers thong
suited the occasion
her pussy was neatly trimmed
with almost a V at its surface
the thong had a V cut out around the waist
perfect
she thought
to lure him into her bedroom

Liz was by no means experienced
okay…she had had sex before
but the experience was far from enlightening
she had no real idea what to do
let alone what to say
having sex with a college boy half drunk after the school prom
Wow Liz you’re so experienced
she thought to herself ashamedly
you really shot the ball out of the park
as her Dad would say
she hadn’t even sucked a boys cock
she wasn’t scared to do so
she knew boys liked it
or at least that’s what her girlfriends had said
it was just that she didn’t know how to do it
as she had never had the opportunity to do it before
now she had that opportunity
and she wasn’t going to let it slip
from her tight, wanton grasp

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Liz alighted from the bus
her shopping bag in hand
the black lace bra
ready for its first outing
well, second I suppose if you take selfies into account
within minutes she was at the door
ringing her doorbell
there he was
Eric
the absolutely drop dead gorgeous spunk she dreamed of
how she pulled this one off was an uncertainty
yet there was one certainty firmly entrenched in her teenage mind
he was a dish
she jumped up on him
hugging him furiously
wrapping her long legs around his waist
all but falling over 
Eric smiled
laughing at his crazy girlfriend
Was she always like this?
He wondered
Liz led him back inside by the hand
How is your study going?
she inquired
Yeah good replied Eric
Well let me take a shower then I will hear all about
she said
not that she was stimulated at the thought of the French Revolution
Liz’s mind wasn’t too keen on wandering further back than 18.29 today
let alone 1879, over two hundred years ago
and Eric’s dissertation on the strengths and weaknesses
of Napoleons Bonaparte versus Ottoman Von Bismarck
was the farthest thing from her hormone injected train of thought

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Liz peeled her stockings down slowly this time
taking time to remove her briefs
she sat watching
as the warm pee struggled out at first
then gushed from her young smooth slit
choosing to wipe herself at length
before entering the warmth of her shower
the wash was cold at first
her young body drinking in the flow
allowing the liquid time to heat up
as it wound its way from her shoulders
zig zagging across her pert breasts
her tight stomach
before criss crossing again
over her snatch
down her thighs toward her slender feet
she managed to catch some wash
pushing it from aside her hips
guiding it into the tight groove
up inside her pink hole
she needed to be fresh
to smell sexy
for her hunky historian
she laughed to herself
Oh Liz you’re such a card
a trick
as her father would say

It took Liz minutes to position her bra in the mirror
her breasts were finally standing up
pushing into the centre
exactly how she wanted them
the purple and pink thong
with boy legs glued to her thighs
rode all the way up her slit
with the V neck cut out 
at waist height
exposing her short blond mound
Liz threw on her pink robe
well it was more like a mini dress
quickly brushing her hair
madly cleaning her teeth
sliding into some flats
and there she sat
on a high bar stool
above her studying love
making sure he was well and truly distracted

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Can I get you something?
she said
opening and crossing her legs at the same time
ensuring her handsome catch was well in view
of her purple and pink sensation
her ultimate prize
the sexy tone in her voice moving slowly toward him
above his broad cheek bones
encircling his gorgeous green eyes
before landing below his wavy hairline
into his nearby earshot
I’d love to have something to drink
Eric replied
But I need to submit this by 6pm
and it’s almost three
maybe some lime cordial would be good
Sure said Liz
standing up
somewhat hesitantly now
her heart sinking well below her flats
down through the floor boards
and into the dirt below
I understand
she said
let me make you a lime cordial
she said
and I’ll be out of your hair
Ice?
She questioned
as she sliced a lime and added the cool water
Thanks darling
came Eric’s reply
somewhat annoyed that his train of thought had been lost
he couldn’t remember that European authors name now
was it J.P.?
he’d lost it
Liz’s Issey Miyake perfume was always his undoing
he thought
as she returned to place the tall glass at his side
I’m going to read my book for a while sweetheart
Liz said softly
If I’m asleep wake me after six when you have submitted it
thanks honey
he said
returning to his train of thought
Europe Grandeur and Decline
now I remember

Liz made her own lime cordial
then angled her way toward the bedroom
pulling back her fresh white sheets
drawing back her curtains
to lie
staring at her ceiling
in anguish
she had not wanted Eric
she had needed him
her body was shivering
alight with desire
she slid a finger between her lips
sucking on it slowly
taking the scent of the fresh body wash
along her tongue toward her throat
fuck Bismarck 
she said to herself
screw you Napoleon
you pompous twat
and fuck you too Eric
well I wish I could
she mused
as a tear flowed across her nose toward her mouth
I just wish it had happened
she thought dejectedly
maybe he doesn’t really want me
she cried
as her pillow became wet from the free flowing tears
her hand slid underneath her black bra
feeling out her young nipple
as she wondered what might of been
the other hand
finding it’s way into her thong
searching for her sweet spot
inside that tiny hole
she paused
returning her moist finger
back between her lips
she was wet now
her young dripping body
forcing open her legs
begging her to enter 
her smooth and hungry slit
to let all her beautiful juice out
as she rubbed her swollen clit
watching all the time
trying not to spill the lime

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she used to take selfies
in the bathroom mirror
late at night
against the camera’s flash
nothing too bright
maybe I’ll be a hairdresser
she thought
work in a beauty shop
cutting girls hair
listening to pop
or turn out a blue rinse
with ever splendent curls
I think I’ll stay away from boys
she thought
I’d rather be with girls

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