Alright guys, this is my very first story post...so please go easy on me.
Jus kiddin. Feel free to give me any constructive critisism. This story is more softcore and could probably be enjoyed by some of you ladies out there, too. Its a boy meets girl story set in high school. Think anime!
Lily Hart was 5’ 5’’ with beautiful full C cups and a perfect Grecian figure. She was curvaceous and taut with deep captivating eyes and long dark hair that always seemed to curl gracefully close to the center of her glorious breasts as if they were pointing to her nipples and saying, “I know you want them”. But the truth was, even though her hair clearly knew how hot she was, Raylah herself was too humble and shy and took her blessed figure in strife.
Raylah instead focused her attention on knowledge. She loved to read and spent much of her time in the school library. But she was still human and often became increasingly curious about what the big hype about sex was. This would cause her to blush, however, and she would quickly try to subdue her feelings. This subdued innocence left her so naïve that in all her nineteen years of life, Raylah had never even seen a real man naked. She even became “unexpectedly sick” during sex-ed week. But all that was about to change.
Raylah finished checking out her books and began daydreaming again about a handsome young man carrying all her big heavy books for her. She giggled to herself as she neared the library entrance. She was so enthralled in her fantasy that she didn’t even notice the door she was going through was marked “Entrance Only”. All of a sudden, the door swung open and a heavy towering weight crashed into her sending her tumbling to the floor. Her books scattered and her blue denim skirt, which stopped just above her knees, had folded upward revealing a little peek of her white floral panties with little pink flowers. As she sat up grasping her hips, she noticed the towering figure was a young man she had seen before. Although he was only a sophomore, he was ahead in school and shared many classes with her.
He slowly scanned her, frozen in shock, before he leapt to life. Raylah was sure he was going to scold her for not paying attention or laugh at her for being so clumsy, but instead the young man rushed to her aid taking her by the hand and then gathering her books, all the while apologizing profusely as though the idea of mutual fault was even absurd. Raylah brushed herself off and adjusted her hair and skirt. She knew she was blushing, but try as she might she couldn’t stop. She reached out to take her books and the young man handed them to her apologizing again. Raylah smiled at him weakly and assured him it was fine, and then started to turn.
“Uh, wait…” the young man cried out. “You’re Raylah Hart, right? I’m Jim. Could I…uh…could I walk you to class?” Raylah stood silent for a moment. “I mean, Could I walk with you to class…it’s the same one!” Raylah nodded and began readjusting the books so she could carry them easier. Jim noticed and snatched the books from her hands. “Here, let me get those.” He said taking the books up quickly. Raylah was so overcome, that in a fit of panic she reached out toward Jim and tried to get the books back, but Jim lifted the books from his waist to up near his chest and her hands rested instead on the front of his pants. Raylah had no idea what the huge cylinder in Jim’s pocket was…so at first she didn’t let go. She gave it a short rub from top to bottom. It was really long and smooth. Then it hit her. She gasped loudly and Jim smiled and blushed. “Uh………………You should take it easy after that fall.” He gulped. Raylah didn’t know what to say and just nodded.
That night while Raylah lie awake reading, visions of Jim popped to her mind. Though he was no heaping hunk, she had found him rather attractive. He had an average appearance to him, though there were definitely unique appeals about him. He had a slender body type but very wide shoulders. His hair was wavy and thick and he always seemed to wear a warm smile as if it was part of his natural look. But the thing Raylah couldn’t stop thinking of was his huge hands and feet. She remembered the feeling of her little hands in his when he lifted her to her feet and how when he walked, his strides could have easily overtaken her own. But she couldn’t forget the massive bulge in his pants, which she had felt. She wanted to touch it again. She had to see it. She had to know. As she thought of these things, her hand slowly started to crawl across the front of her neck and slowly down the front of her thin little t-shirt. This was a new sensation. Her body began to feel hot. VERY HOT. She closed her book and rushed to the bathroom to throw cold water on he face. Instead she looked at herself in the mirror. This time she didn’t just see herself in the mirror. She saw an attractive body and thought of the way Jim had looked at her. The way he had scanned her from top to bottom slowly. She saw her erect nipples peeking through her shirt and she decided to slip the shirt off. Her breasts were flawless and bounced gently with glee and she ran her fingers over her nipples. Then Raylah grabbed the edges of her pajama bottoms and gently slipped them to her ankles and stepped out of them. She was still wearing the white floral panties, which she suddenly realized Jim probably had seen when she fell. The thought caused her to blush hard and she felt her pussy get very hot. So hot that she felt inclined to reach down and feel the heat. Just as her finger neared her sweet furry little mound, her panties felt very wet and she knew as the hot bath water ran and she slipped out of her last remaining article of clothing that she was going to be blushing a lot tonight.
