"Cassie, Cassie..."
Cassie could hear herself being pulled out of her dream β one where she was making love to her English Professor, Mister Deakin. Her pussy was spread wide, accepting all that he could offer and his cock was exploding deep inside, showering her inner chasm with his sticky white seed.
It had all seemed so real, she thought as she slowly awoke, basking in the sweet sensation of having her legs parted and hymen pierced.
Regaining consciousness, she realised she was still a virgin.
"Uh, huh!" the innocent, dark haired beauty managed to call out from her rousing slumber.
"We're off to the shops now... We'll be back at eleven." Cassie could hear her grandmother on the other side of her bedroom door.
"Okay, see you then..." Cassie moaned, pushing aside the vivid image of sitting naked on her Lecturer's desk with his cock wedged firmly up into her syrupy, sweet honey pot.
"Oh God, my pussy... it's so wet..." she moaned to herself.
Lying face down on the bed, Cassie could feel she had been rubbing her clitoris against her spare pillow, which was lodged firmly between her thighs. Her nightdress was pulled up around her waist, revealing her deliciously firm, white bum cheeks and the soft mane of black pubic hair that covered her succulent pussy petals β her lovely private places were quite clearly discernable from the foot of her bed. The view was profoundly beautiful, if not utterly prohibited β an eighteen-year-old stunner like Cassie Graham, offering full visual access to her bare bum was completely unheard of!
What a visual feast the beautiful young girl presented as she lay on top of her covers. Raising her left knee she moaned and sighed - her legs sufficiently spread to show plenty of pink skin and the full round shape of her naked vulva. Indeed, Cassie's delectable young pussy was particularly cock hungry and swollen β perfectly poised for penetration - from behind. If only she had a guy here to slip one into her, she thought. She would gladly have accepted a nice thick girth there and then β something to push apart her svelte young opening and plunge deep inside β something to make her bite her pillow in a bid to muffle her cries of pleasure. For now, she settled for knowing her tender cunt lips were clearly exposed - naked between her gorgeous soft thighs.
Cassie's grandparents always respected her privacy and had never once entered the room while she had the door shut. It was a good thing too, she thought. The nubile young girl often awoke to find she had kicked off her covers during the night β in the process offering unfettered access to her most cherished places. She rarely slept with panties to cover her delicate treasures and on most mornings could have been quite easily discovered revealing private places good girls usually keep carefully tucked away.
Cassie glanced at her bedside clock. It was nine, which meant she had two hours until her grandparents returned. Glancing out the window she watched as they pulled out of the driveway in their old pickup truck. She could see her grandfather at the wheel. A toot of the horn sounded as they disappeared down the dirt track into the trees.
Rising slowly to her feet, Cassie stood in front of her bedroom window and slipped her nightdress over her head, revealing the full splendour of her naked form in the morning sunlight that beamed in through the open window. Her lovely C cupped cones looked firm, ripe and deliciously swollen on her unblemished eighteen-year-old frame and her raven curls of black pubic hair sparkled as they caught the warmth of the sun's rays. She felt extremely horny after the lurid dream she had prior to awaking. She wanted to be naked and she wanted to be appreciated. She loved that she was providing a clear view of her naked body out over the fence onto the neighbour's property. She knew that any young guy wandering in the trees at that time would have been treated to a no-holds barred viewing of her gorgeous bare assets. What she didn't anticipate was that she might be photographed. With her tits out and pussy exposed, the beautiful, young girl offered access to images that could easily be sold at college to the highest bidder.
A picture of Cassie Graham naked could easily fetch a thousand credits on the boys' fantasy web ring. A good up skirt would sell for a hundred, perhaps two hundred if there was any sign of the beauty concealed within. The girls at college had no idea that they were practically movie stars in the eyes of their fellow classmates β some boys had purchased very expensive digital cameras in a bid to catch clear images of the prettiest girls in their most vulnerable moments. Cassie Graham had become an instant success when she was snapped unclipping her bra in front of an open window one evening β just before closing the curtains. A juicy thick nipple, extending out from the creamy white skin of her right tit, provided a handful of the boys with an intense desire to see more of her lovely body. Perhaps it was fate that right now she was being photographed β caught without her clothes β providing what would become a perfect source of sexual pleasure and fulfillment for several of her classmates. Cassie would soon know the subtle feeling of being subject to late night masturbation sessions, fueled by pornographic pictures of her naked body.
The web ring had been the idea of Tom Jenna, the founder of the University Junior Photography Club. It was exclusive β very exclusive - a secret society of six boys who traded images of the prettiest girls on campus. What started out as simply photographing girls as they walked by the classrooms had soon escalated into an outright competition to see who could score the most revealing shot. The rules were simple β catch an image and then trade it for another β like baseball cards β only much more exciting and risquΓ©. Tom had traded a brilliant up skirt of Jessie Martin, complete with lacey details of her pretty blonde bush, for a picture of Collette Parnell emerging from her pool with her bikini top dislodged - just enough to provide a wonderful view of one very plump naked pink nipple. No image was allowed to leave the web ring and publishing on the Internet was strictly forbidden. Ironically enough, the six boys had a great deal of respect for the lovely girls they spied on.
Cassie looked down at the lawn below her bedroom window. There was a small alcove at the side of the house where her grandparents often sipped tea. A quaint set of wrought iron table and chairs caught the morning sun and Cassie realised now would be a perfect opportunity to take advantage of the seclusion β to allow her skin to gain a little exposure. She could quite easily sun bake naked and no one would ever know!
Cassie quickly showered and then slipped on her pink floral bikini. Fetching a towel from the hallway closet she headed out into the morning sun.
Sitting on a white iron chair in just her bikini and a large pair of black Prada sunglasses, Cassie still ached to be naked. She wanted to take off her top and remove her Lycra pants β to open her legs and have the sun's warm rays caress her inner folds of flesh. Her pussy thrummed at the thought of exposing herself β of risking having it all revealed in a wonderful display of teenage nudity. She wanted to get down on all fours and push back her bum β to expose her soft pink petals from behind. What would be the chances of being caught, she mused, caught showing the places far too rude to even think of sharing with another? Her pussy loved the idea.