Be Warned: Beautiful Butts Are Sometimes Loaded - Sex Stories

Be Warned: Beautiful Butts Are Sometimes Loaded

I tried to warn him. I tried to tell him but he wouldn't listen. I know the type—those girls who understand the power of their beauty and I spotted the problem instantly. But Brett would hear none of it and he suffered greatly. If you say that I should have done more; that I should have physically pulled him away, well, you might have something. If you believe that and you judge me harshly, then also keep in mind that, in the end, I am the one who saved him from having to endure ongoiong trauma. It was a sunny day and we were in the prime of our 20's. I drove us to the credit union so I could set up a new account. We went to the help desk and the polite girl motioned for us to sit in two chairs by a wide column that went from the floor to the ceiling. When we were seated, the column was no more than a foot from my left shoulder and a little bit behind me. Ahead of the column was a short line of customers waiting to do their banking with the tellers. With noon approaching, that line was getting longer until people were lined up past the column. That line slowed until it moved forward only about one step for each minute. Brett and I were talking so at first, I didn't notice anything unusual around me. Brett walked to a water fountain some distance away and that is when I became aware of “her”. I didn't see her; I just felt her presence. I knew that some special girl was standing close to me in that line of customers. I was almost afraid to look because every sense within me ...

... told me that whoever she was, she was one of “those”—those girls who have that haughty understanding of the power of their beauty. Nonetheless, I had to look. I mean, I'm a guy. I had to look. Slowly, I permitted my head to turn to the left just enough to see . . . to see . . . It was crazy! Talk about a girl with sexual power. She had all of that and more. She was about 5-foot-7 with long, long brown hair, brownish skin, and strong legs, She didn't appear buff or into bodybuilding. Her power came from her no-nonsense air of confidence. She was accompanied by a girl with short blond hair but I was too affected by the first girl to notice much about the blond. But, there were more seducing elements than just those. With her standing and me sitting, her very round, round butt was less than a foot from my face! She was wearing a short, thin, shiny, skirt that hugged her roundness like a rubber glove on the hand of a proctologist and every nuance of her ass was easily noticed. Being a lifelong butt-man, the power of her being was overwhelming and that allure was something I had to fight. I had lost similar bouts before and had done impulsive things that had gotten me into trouble. Only after some weird but helpful the****utic classes was I able to gain greater self-control. So, I was just sitting there and looking straight forward, for the most part, and that girl's butt was just inches from my face, and testing my restraint. It was difficult. Although Brett would hear none of my ...