'Little s*s' chapter 10 - Sex Stories

'Little s*s' chapter 10

... massive shoulders. Then he said it drives me crazy to wear sleeves because swimming made my shoulders so damn big I feel like no shirt with sleeves is big enough. I couldn’t resist trying to wrap my hand around his bicep. All I could say was ‘damn, if I was you I wouldn’t wear sleeves, either.’ I couldn’t help but point out he had absolutely no body fat. I think his waist was thinner than mine. He pulled up his tank-top and showed me a chest and stomach so chiseled he looked like a sculpture. I almost felt inadequate his body was so beautiful. It was killing me to see how defined his hip bones were. He sort of realized I was appraising him like a statue. He turned the attention on me. He reached out and ran his fingers through my wet hair. He said you look so damn cute like you just got done swimming laps too. I told him I probably looked like a drowned rat. He put his hands around my waist and pulled me into a hug. He was so much taller than me his chin rested on the top of my head. My head pressed right against his heart. I could hear it pounding. He ran his fingers down my hair again and said ‘I really like my women wet. It turns me on when a girl looks like she just got out of the shower or the pool.’ I could feel his hard dick pressing against my belly. Out of nowhere I blurted out with ‘why would you want to be with me when you could have a really hot chick like abby?’ He mumbled ‘there are so many reasons.’ Then he said ‘can we lie on your bed so I can look at your ...

... face even if the top of your head is pretty cute?’ I giggled and said ‘I guess that would be a wise move.’ He kicked off his shoes and laid with his head on my spare pillow propped up with one arm. I laid down beside him and I couldn’t resist kind of curling against his body. My bed wasn’t very big. He got this grin on his face and said ‘abby, abby, abby.’ He sort of rolled his eyes. Then he said ‘I wouldn’t fuck her with a borrowed dick.’ I responded with ‘damn, why does every other guy chase her?’ He smiled at me and said ‘you know before I started swimming non-stop and I grew five inches no chick gave me the time of day.’ I told him he did walk into school his senior year as the hottest man in the building. He said ‘I didn’t plan on pulling that off. I’ve been swimming my whole life. When that growth spurt hit suddenly I could compete with guys who beat me since elementary school. I barely left the pool all summer constantly training.’ I told him ‘I know, it seems like you’re in the local paper each week for winning some competition.’ He said ‘You have no idea halina, I started winning in the district levels. Then I started winning in state competitions. I’m going to nationals.’ I was floored. I was also curious. I asked him what his specialty was. He laughed and looked self-conscious. He said ‘it’s my versatility. You can’t name a type of swimming competition that I don’t do damn well in. I mostly win races that involve endurance. I push myself for those last few laps until ...