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Beverly Hills. The words alone imply sex-sex and more sex, in every assortment. As I got ready for my grandfathers arrival, I reflected back on events that recently happened in my life. All of my activities involved the naughtiest types of shameful and scandalous fun in Beverly Hills.
In most communities, these events would be considered disgraceful, or shockingly appalling and very taboo, but in Beverly Hills these events, that fill grocery store tabloids and evening show tabloids with endless stories, that are based on scandalous activities of the worlds most decadent society, are everyday occurrences.
You have the typical 24 year old wife's, married to wealthy, 60 or 70 year old men, who fuck their young-stud stepson, or their personal trainer, or the socialite mothers who fuck their daughters young boyfriends. Then there are the real sorted taboos, that are buried under the layers of frivolous tabloid sex headlines, such as the hot sex, between the upper-crust married woman who fucks her sons sexy girlfriend, or the sexy teen daughter who fucks her new stepfather.
Then you have the dark-seeded taboos that go on behind the closed doors, like the High School teens who fuck their teachers or their Principal, or the daughters who fuck their sexy divorced fathers or even distinguished, wealthy and powerful grandfathers.
Well sit back, and start pumping-real slow, because Im about to bring you into my devilish experiences as a rich, entitled, and very sexy 18 year old, living the ultra, up-scale and exclusive, and Beverly Hills lifestyle.
My name is Allison. First let me describe myself. I have long blond hair and stand 5'8''tall and weigh 110 pounds. By that description alone you would think that I was very skinny. In fact when you look at me from the sides when I raise my arms and you can see my ribs. I have a very narrow waist which measures 21 inches and my hips measure 33 inches. My legs are very long and thin too which also suggests a very skinny teen, but the best part of my weight is seen in my very large tits which measure a mouth-watering 36D! Yes from the back I do appear to be just another blond skinny teen, but when I turn to the side my tits are huge, in fact pendulous.
Although my breasts are huge they don't sag at all. They sit very-high on my chest and point up. The other thing that accents my big swaying 36D tits are my huge nipples which are always causing traffic jams and men to drool. My nipples are over an inch long and about an inch and a half wide and get even bigger when I'm turned on. They also sit high on the ends of my big tits, and point straight up to the sky, which adds to their eye-catching size. A blond, 5' 8" tall High School Senior, who is the captain of the cheerleading team, with a slender, thin waisted frame, that measures 36D-21-33, is every mans teen age fantasy! Skinny, with huge tits and big fat nipples, without any areola! To put it quite bluntly and conceitedly, I am what is considered drop-dead-scorching-hot, and I absolutely know it.
The Principal Rules, with a VERY Big Stick!
It was just a month ago when I had an incredible sexual experience with my High School Principal. Mr. Jeffers was a former professional football player who became our high school football coach and our Principal. At 58, he was a huge imposing man who stood 6' 5" and weighed over 300 lbs. Because of his giant-like size, he was a very intimidating man that all the students and teachers feared. The main thing about Mr. Jeffers that made him even more intimidating was that he was black. So black, that his skin was as dark as charcoal! My high school was made up of the wealthiest kids in Beverley Hills; exclusively White and Asian, and apart from for the janitors, Mr. Jeffers was the only black person in our school.
Being the head cheerleader, I had to meet with Mr. Jeffers after school to discuss an upcoming cheerleader competition our school was hosting. During the week I found myself thinking about Mr. Jeffers constantly. I had heard many rumors about him fucking a lot of girls in my school and their mothers. I had even heard that he was fucking an Asian girl from my school and her mother together!
But, the main reason why I found myself thinking about Mr. Jeffers constantly, were the numerous rumors I had heard about him having an enormous cock. I had heard that his cock was over a foot long, and as wide around as a beer can! After cheerleading practice I went to the locker to clean up. I didn't have time to change my outfit, but I did want to make a lasting impression on Mr. Jeffers. I kept my cheerleader outfit on, but changed from my uniform sneakers into a pair of classic black high heel pumps.
Even though I was a senior in High School, I secretly wanted to show my older, black Principal that I was very mature for my age. I knew my high heels would draw attention to my long slender legs and my toned, sexy ass. Yes, I'll admit, that I was hoping that by wearing my pumps instead of my sneakers, it would send Mr. Jeffers a clear message that I purposefully wore them to look sexy for him.
I was hoping that he would see me wearing my black high heel pumps as a calculated move on my part to turn him on. I was also counting on him seeing this as my way of letting him know I had heard the hundreds of stories about his huge cock. Just as I stepped into my pumps, two cheerleaders came out of the locker room. As they watched me lift my left leg and slide on my second high heel, one of them looked at the other and said slyly,
"Looks like someone is going to get fucked tonight."
I shot them a sly smirk and said coyly,
"Do I really look that obvious?"
They both looked at each other for a second, then as if on cue said, in knowing giggle,
"Yes!"