This is my first story so please be kind. Also, it's written by a woman so it may not be the way most stories here are.
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Alissa had never really understood why all the girls seemed to be obsessed with the guys. All through school, and now in college, it was always the same. A friend would start seeing someone and she was left on the backburner.
This time, however, was different. Marcus Stone was the epitome of wet dream. He was tall and handsome; kind and generous. His thick dark hair and deep brown eyes were complimented by the small handful of freckles that scattered across his face.
This time Alissa wanted to be the one running off with some guy while her friends were left behind. This time Alissa saw someone she wanted. She was determined to have him, her first taste of lust quivered between her legs. The only issue with her determination was the fact that Marcus had no idea she even existed.
The day after she realized she had to have him she dressed in a skimpy little blood red dress. She matched the color with her nails and her lips. Her long blonde hair was pulled up into a ballet bun. She wore a necklace that drew attention to her cleavage behind the plunged neckline. Her heels even matched. She was sure she'd catch his attention and her shimmering blue eyes scanned every inch of campus looking for him.
He spotted her first. She was sexy and begging for the attention her looks were receiving. He thought about undressing her and gazing upon her form. He fantasized about everything they could do and his dick twitched in response. It wasnt long before he walked up to her, driven by some primal force to couple himself with this beautiful creature.
"Hello, my names Marcus." he spoke from behind her. She gasped slightly and turned around to look at him. He thought her even more beautiful in person.