The Shoplifter Chapter Two - Sex Stories

The Shoplifter Chapter Two

... was a grand day for my parents. They had invited several close friends to attend the ceremony with them. I was the center of attention. I could see their pride in every move they made and everything they said. It was a thrilling day for me, except in idle moments I thought about the fact I had graduated in more ways than one. My parents and their friends treated me so special. In their eyes I was the cute, perfect girl. What would they think if they knew? I was going to miss being a cute, innocent, virgin. All the activity of graduation day, along with work on my part, gave me some reprieve from my concerns and worries most of the time, but not completely. The ceremony required a lot of waiting, sitting among my fellow seniors clad in a long white gown. During these idle moments, time after time, I was overcome with unexplained overwhelming erotic sexual desire. It was all in my head, there was no one specifically the target. I had never felt like this in the daytime. I found a way to draw my right hand inside the gown and move it to my inner thigh. I was dizzy when I finally took the long walk up to the principal for my diploma. I was the most silent, most horny, girl to ever graduate from Monroe High. Following graduation, my parents had a party in our back yard for me. Our back yard was a great place for something like this. My dad spared no expense; he had the complete event including the decorations catered. Mother had bought me another dress special for this party. It ...

... was light yellow, sleeveless, with a full, rather short, skirt. Once again, I spent a lot of time in my room and bathroom getting ready. When she bought it, I loved the way I looked in it, but now it was just more confusion. Strange erotic, scary, responses caused me to shudder as I looked at my image in the mirror. It seemed like so much had changed for me and now even what I wore was complicated. I knew the guys would appreciate this dress, but should someone as slutty as I wear something so tantalizing. Finally I gave up. It is amazing how looking good always makes me feel good and, wow; I needed to feel good at this party. My parents had invited five couples from the country club and two from dad’s work. I had twelve relatives that came; aunts, uncles and a couple younger cousins. The three amigos came with their parents. Kyle and his family were there; and there were about eight other classmates. It was to be a fun time. I moved around mostly at my parent’s direction and played the role of the happy graduate. It was fun. I felt so good. I was busy. The shoplifting events completely faded from thought for a while. My relatives had all brought gifts, most often money; and I had a wonderful time acknowledging each of them. During these acknowledgements, one very “friendly” uncle, my Uncle Fred, hugged me tightly. Fred is my dad’s brother and my favorite uncle, I expected his affection; particularly with me wearing this dress. I loved this guy and always enjoyed his hugs, but ...