Perpetual slacker Shawn had been promised sex by his rich girlfriend Daisy if he could pass his final exam... Well, he failed and went over her house in an attempt to coerce her into sex anyway and ended up sleeping with her mother Mrs. Diane Hartford, a SMOKING HOT M.I.L.F!! Mrs. Hartford took his virginity and the couple was nearly caught by his girlfriend and her father!! Shawn found himself in a situation where he has been coerced/ seduced by three teachers!! Shawn discovered that his girlfriend was also cheating on him as well and has disappeared!!
Daisy Hartford has discovered that her mother and the teachers are old friends and sorority sisters who made a game out of messing up dim bulb Shawn's life.
What will happen next?!!
The morning sun rolled over the ocean and the beach was sparsely populated with a few surfers and a couple jogging with their dog. A nude little toddler was busy packing some sand into a small pail and when the toy bucket was full he picked up waddling down the beach. He was a cute little blonde haired scamp shakily walking five feet to dump the contents out onto a man lying asleep on his back in the sand.
"HEY, WHAT THE FU-?!!" Shawn was jolted from his sleep catching himself when he saw the smiling little kid. He couldn't be angry with the playful little boy who followed up this action swinging his toy pail into Shawn's temple.
"Give me that bucket little man." He gingerly took the pail from the small kid as he sat up looking ten feet over relieved to find his bike was still in the sand where he'd left it. Shawn noticed his Ducati was partially buried wondering if the kid had something to do with it. The little tike had his arms outstretched silently indicating that he wanted his bucket back.
"Next time you should get some water and pour it onto my face little dude." He handed the pail back and watched as the toddler ran towards the surf dipping his bucket in the water. The emerging sun's effect on the rippling water was amazing. He noticed something emerging from the ocean obscured by the sun's rays, little more than a silhouette.
It was a woman.
She slowly waded in towards the beach revealing more and more of herself as she reached the shore. Her skin shown like honey gold as she walked from the surf with a pronounced regal gait. She was without shadow of a doubt the most beautiful woman Shawn had ever seen. This vision of beauty was a goddess born of sunlight and sea foam, clear blue eyes and long flowing blond hair braided in Ghanaian styled braids replete with multicolored beads at the tips. This revelation was possessed of a perfect symmetrical face with crystal blue eyes over a thin nose and perfect lips. She was tall and possessed of womanly curves with pneumatic ample teardrop-shaped breasts, a beautiful flat tummy. Her arching hips created a sort of semi-circle on either side of her body and her sex was devoid of any hair.
She was nude.
"I'm sorry; is my son bothering you?" His mouth was agape at the sight of this goddess, innocently grinning revealing a perfect set of pearly whites. The toddler ran up flinging his gathered toy bucket of water in Shawn's face drenching him, also striking him with the toy pail.
"Uhm, no..."
"I'm sorry about that; Eros is an only child and I've been having some trouble socializing him with people as of late."
"It's okay, really." My face smarted from the plastic pail, but I wasn't going to complain. I didn't even know whether I was hallucinating or not. I couldn't keep my eyes off of her nude body finding it perfect in every way as her son kicked some clumps of dirt onto my calves.
"I am Nova, and you are?"
"Shawn uhm, that's my name Ms. Nova." I was wholly intimidated by this woman feeling like a little kid before her. She fondled one of her braids reaching over wiping some sand from my shoulder with a disarming smile.
"It's just Nova." She held her son Eros by his tiny hand not acknowledging that he was kicking at my leg while we spoke.
"Yes ma'am Ms. Nova; uhm sorry, Nova." She was giving me the once over staring up and down my body which made me feel lacking in some manner, I looked away at the surf as some birds probably seagulls, flew overhead landing on the water.
"So, that your bike over there?"
"Yeah, it's trashed; well, I wiped out last night." I felt a pang of sorrow for my trusty bike wondering if it was okay to drive.
"Are you, okay?" She asked still oblivious of her own nudity.
"Not really Miss; uhm, Nova." Daisy's face suddenly popped up in my mind's eye making me crestfallen. Nova reached out softly caressing my chin.
"Do you want to talk about it with me, Shawn?" I just stared at her face for a while unable to get over Nova's natural symmetry nature and beauty.
"Yeah." She smiled reaching out rubbing my forearm in a nurturing manner.
"Pull your bike over to the parking lot; I'll bring my ride around and pick you up."
"Sure, okay." Nova caressed my cheek again staring deep into my eyes which made me feel anxious and internally giddy. She picked up her child walking off as I stared. My eyes dipped low following her spine to what I considered a perfect ass outside of Diane Hartford, my ex-girlfriend's mother. Part of me wished Nova had been my first, instead of her. I struggled a bit dislodging my bike from the sand waking it over to the parking lot curb as a large yellow Hummer pulled aggressively up, almost too close for comfort. Nova was sitting behind the wheel smiling down at me putting my fears to rest.
"Need some help with your bike?"
"Huh?" I was just dumbfounded by her beauty.
"Help; putting up into my truck bed, Shawn?" Nova seemed amused by me, reaching over turning down her music.
"I'm good." This turned out to be a bold faced lie on my part as I nearly blew my back out struggling to get my Ducati into her truck bed before some bystanders assisted me, probably trying to get a closer look at the sun baked vision behind the wheel. Her son Eros was strapped into his baby seat, asleep. Through it all Nova never said a word or complained that I was taking too long before I managed to crawl into the passenger seat beside her. Nova had draped an Indian print styled poncho over her flawless figure. We were out on the freeway well on our way before she spoke again.
"I've got a friend who can fix your bike."
"Uhm, thanks Nova." I answered meekly as she glanced over at me with a reassuring smile. There was a beauty mark adjacent to her eye that caught my attention more than once.
"You seem nervous, repressed in some way, Shawn; is it me?" She addressed the elephant in the car making me face palm.
"I'm really sorry ma'am, uhm Nova; didn't mean to stare so much, but you're beautiful."
"Thank you Shawn."
"I didn't mean to stare so much."
