All characters depicted are of legal age. This is a continuing story about the adventures of David at getting his first action with busty ladies.
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*Several days later, Saturday morning*
I lie in bed and reflect on the recent events of my life. I have gone from a complete virgin, someone who has never gotten any action at all, to getting my first hand job and titfuck.
I have had dreams almost every night about the action that I got with Lindsay, my first time titty fucking someone. I have masturbated several times remembering her wide eyed expression as I thrust my cock between her big fake titties.
Ms. Gerard has not called on me or spoken to me over the last few days. She seems to think that I want nothing to do with her. I have not gone out of my way to speak with her; I am a little embarrassed that I could not get hard for her. I am not super human though! I had just gotten a great hand job from Mrs. Hart. I definitely need to find the time to talk to her and smooth things out. I am definitely very interested in her.
My mind drifts to Mrs. Hart. Mrs. Helene Hart. I was so surprised when she told me her first name. Helene is the girl who I truly adore, the student not the nurse. I have had such a hard time talking to her. Mrs. Hart is very hot though too, and she certainly seemed to have the experience needed to please.
I begin to rub my penis through my pants as I lie on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.
I think of Helene, my fellow student, the unachievable goal. Her sexy silky black hair falls upon her shoulders and her eyes sparkle as she stares deeply back into my eyes. I see her lean in towards me and hold me close, her arms wrapping around me. How can I have her? She would never sleep with a guy like me.
Hhhmm... I know! Maybe I could have Mrs. Hart help me to seduce Helene. Maybe if she were to catch us in the act or something, she would be so turned on that she would join in. Yeah right, who am I fooling? That sort of situation only works in the porno mags. Or is that the case? My life lately has been like a story in one of those mags. Has this all been one big dream? It has been a good one. I would have to call it a nightmare though, just because it would mean that all these great things never actually happened.
Has it all really just been a dream?
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"Honey, get out of bed. You are like a zombie!" I groan, sounding like a zombie as I roll over in the bed. "It's almost 2pm. Are you going to sleep all day?" I wonder what is going on in my head for a moment until I open my eyes and the haziness lifts from my mind. I see my mother standing there at my door. She doesn't really look mad, just a little concerned.
"Yeah mom, I am getting out of bed. Could I have some lunch?"
"Sure honey, I will make you a turkey sandwich."
"Thanks mom." I groan as I throw the cover off of me and throw my feet over the edge of the bed. It is at that moment that I realize I had several porno mags sitting right next to my bed in plain view. There is no way my mom didn't see them. "Damn it." I say after I have heard her walk away from my room. "My parents probably knew that I stole dad's porn anyway. I wonder what I should do with the rest of my Saturday." It's just then that I remember that I was supposed to role-play all day with the boys. My fantasizing and reflecting earlier put me right back down to sleep. "Fuck!"
I go down stairs and grab up the phone to call my friends. "Hey Matt. Yeah... sorry, I kind of slept in." I listen to him for a few moments. "Oh really? You just woke up a half an hour ago? That works out well I guess." Matt jabbers on for several minutes with me getting no more than a few words in every few moments. Mom hands me a turkey sandwich and a small serving of chips. "Hold on Matt. Hey, mom, could you give me a ride over to a friend's house?"
"I really don't feel like driving, you know your father and I both had a long week."
I turn back to the phone and speak again after taking a bite of my sandwich. "Well, I might be a while getting over there. I am probably gonna have to walk... unless, well I will try to get there as soon as I can." Matt says his goodbyes and I hang up the phone.
I could always try to get Lindsay to give me a ride again.
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This time, Lindsay has dressed like her vampire character is. She is wearing a small black cape that falls down to the small of her back. Her shirt is dark green with a tie that crosses hatches over her breasts and up to her upper chest. The open area where the draw string lies shows a great deal of her flesh. She wears tights and boots that look like she means business.
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We have a full house today. Gary, Hal, Rick, Matt, John, Lindsay, and I are all present.
Lindsay is getting into the game a lot more this time than she was last time. I describe a situation of the characters sitting in a small and well hidden tavern. The characters are meeting with a beautiful toreador conspirator and trying to get some valuable information. This is when Lindsay surprises all of us.
"Hey, I want to say something important here!" She blurts out to me as all of the characters are entranced by the toreador.
I look back to her, "you can say it, but it seems that everyone is fully engrossed with the toreador. Unless you have some way of getting their attention over her."
"You are damn right I do. I have appearance 5! That is the best possible. That means I am the hottest girl that any of their characters have ever seen."
"True, but they are used to your presence now; your appearance won't draw them right now out of the blue." Everyone is sitting in silence and listening to what they see as her vein attempts to do as she pleases. They are all proud to see me take a stand against the hot girl.
"Okay, well then I am going to do something that gets their attention." She thrusts her hands down by her sides. As she does so she also leans forward, allowing a generous view of her cleavage to all the boys sitting around the table.
"And what is that?" I say as I sigh from her defiance.
"She does this!" She quickly jerks the two flaps of the shirt apart. The strings are not tight enough to hold her shirt in place from the force. The shirt flaps fall open all the way to the sides of her body as low as her upper stomach. Her fake tits are on display for all six of us. I hear an inward groan from everyone in the room as all of their eyes are fixed on her chest. She seems to be proud of the achievement. "It seems that this got everyone's attention." There is no doubt about it; everyone in the room is fixated with her jugs.
I need to act fast if I am going to salvage this situation. "The toreador sees what you have done and she does the same. She peels away her top, revealing her breasts." All of the guys are speechless, and none of them are looking away from Lindsay. "Guys come on, you need to role play this properly, and the toreador has entrancement on you."
Gary speaks up first, "I gotta go, I will see you guys later." He stands up and quickly heads up and out of the basement.