The first few years of college went by rather uneventfully, I met a few interesting people, especially the Ethiopian girls attending the college on work grants; they were fun, and very Americanized for the most part, then there were the people I normally hung out with. Other than the Ethiopians, there were few women worth hanging out with. Till my last semester --isn't that always the case-- when I met this girl, Kacey Brown, whom was always a bit scary before; she was a huge Anime fan and would wear short skirts that showed off her gently rolling hips and pasty, long, white legs and tight little crop tops that hugged her 24b breasts and let her skinny belly breath, and she studied sword fighting too --odd but very cute. I barely got to know her before I moved, however, I'm glad I got to know her for the time I did.
I went back to my old school after half a year in a new neighborhood to see how their theater department was doing without me. It was the opening night for their big year-end play, and most everybody was there, including to my surprise, Kacey, who walked with me into the theater room. She looked even sexier, put on a little weight, which she needed, and got a little tan, but still wore the short skirts that were her trademark --34b 25-36 --much sexier indeed . Sitting next to each other in the auditorium, she couldn't take her eyes off me, and I couldn't get her out of my head. Kacey leaned over to me and asked if I could go talk to her outside before the show started. I looked at her and nodded, and she held the door open for me Once out in the lobby, she directed told me to sit in the study area and let her go to the restroom, which I did, watching her tiny skirt as she walked away. She looked over her shoulder to see if I was looking and grinned; she flipped up her skirt cheekily and showed off her tight little ass.
When she got out, she asked if we could go talk down the hall a ways, so I nodded --mesmerized by her skirt as usual. We sat in front of the library, her sitting in my lap:
"I've got a game I want you to play with me, Jay," she perched her leg up on the arm of my chair, revealing her highly wet, bare pussy and steamy asshole to my appreciative gaze, "It's called 'Find the Panties.'"
I was stunned; my jaw literally hit the floor --what happed to my chaste, innocent, little Kacey-- but I wasn't about to let this opportunity pass me by and reached up, tracing her every fold, nook, and cranny with my fingers, in disbelief. I looked up at her smiling face; she moaned and leaned back as my fingers explored her velvety warmth. My finger slipped into her tight cunt and felt her bunched up panties:
"Found 'em, what's my prize?"
She wiggled her ass and pussy slightly in response. I licked my lips as I pulled the panties from her, going slowly for her enjoyment. She leaned against the wall and moaned more loudly as her panties rubbed her engorged pussy until they came free.
"Mmm, I like that game... I should have worn a bigger pair! You win, now for your prize, an all expenses paid trip to the land down under."
