This is purely a work of Fiction. This fantasy involves only people who are over the age of 18.
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She walked along the narrow path to the Humanities building. She was moving at a slow pace with a phone attached to her ear. It was a beautiful day, the sun was out in the early morning and the grass was shimmering from the sun rays. Students were all around, slowly walking to their first morning class after Winter break.
It was the way in which she walked that caught my eye. Her strut gave the impression that she was a proud sorority girl. Her butt-cheek high pink shorts had the 3 Greek letters that told me she thought that I wasn't good enough for her. She had to be around five foot four, her tight practically see-through tank top wrapped nicely around her C cup breasts. Her long, brunette hair dangled around her shoulders. It was cold out, I knew that her nipples would be hard from the cold. The sun hadn't even been up long enough to melt away the night's frost. Her short shorts, sleeveless tank, and wet head were sexy but stupid this early in the morning. She didn't care, she had to keep up image standards for her sorority.
Normally I don't spend too much time staring at girls, but I've been especially horny since my girlfriend told me that she wanted to "try new things" in our sex life. She came up with some pretty crazy ideas but I never realized how freaky she really was. Unfortunately, I haven't seen her in weeks because of school break.
Watching this girl strut down the side walk made me realize that her long brown hair was wet, I could just picture it, she must have been in the shower just a few minutes before. As I walked several paces behind her watching her barely clothed ass move up and down I caught myself imagining her in the shower with the hot water cascading down her naked body. This daydream was more than just thought, I started imagining how she lathered up the soap in her hands and smoothed it around her bare skin. How hard she massaged her breasts when she soaped them up, did she wander her hands to her pussy lips and lightly begin to rub? I began wondering what her nipples would feel like in between my fingers, how her ass would feel in my hand, what she would taste like, what the shampoo would smell like in her hair. Was it a quick shower? Did she only have time for a fast cleaning or was it a long, relaxing shower with minutes wasted on feeling the warm water rinse out stress or perhaps a long exciting night. Did she clean and shave. If so, what did she shave? Her sexy legs? Her pussy? This thought really got me going. Was her pussy hair short or trimmed? Did she completely shave her crotch or did she leave a landing strip? Oh, how I wanted to know the answers to my questions. I needed to know. I had to know. My day dream was halted when she stopped and entered a classroom.
I took a seat a row behind her and few seats to her right, this way I could watch her throughout the class. The hour went by slowly. I tried to concentrate on the lecture but I couldn't take my eyes off her, with her wet hair and shorts so short that her crossed legs made her ass look like they were falling out. I could see through the little hole in the chair that she was wearing a black g-string. This made me so hard that I knew I had to skip my next class to follow her a little longer.
Thankfully she didn't linger in class when it ended, she got up and headed out the door. I quickly followed to see where she would lead me. You would think that an hour of a boring lecture would calm me down, but I had keep watching her, her shorts had ridden up a little farther. With about an inch of her ass hanging out of both sides of her shorts I knew that I would be tormented if I didn't have her. So I had to follow her, and deep down I knew that I had to have her, and have her soon.
