Stolen Innocence - Sex Stories

Stolen Innocence

... slow movements, revealing more and more skin. One of the straps dropped, opening the front of the dress enough to show my abundant cleavage.

God, what in hell am I doing?!

I wanted to slap myself back to my senses!

The sheer, almost impalpable, white transparent fabric of my strapless bra blatantly revealed my aroused hard nipple. I blushed violently at the idea that, given the narrow street, he could see every little detail of my uncovered excited body. But I also blushed for the adrenaline-fuelled arousal I felt.

My desires were slowly becoming a reality. I kept pushing my limits more and more, dropping the left strap on purpose. I gave a little glance, his eyes were attentive and followed my every little move. My heart was racing so fast that I could almost see it beating outside my chest. The top of the dress was now showing my sheer bra so clearly, that I felt completely naked.

And, in a way, I was. The fabric didn't leave anything to the imagination, and my generous D-cup breasts were pushing on the bra quite clearly. Every detail of my pink nipple was as clear as the sun. His mouth was now almost fully opened. I wondered from time to time what he was thinking, to just realize, given his facial expressions, that he probably wasn't thinking at all.

"Laura!? Are u there studying, you little nerd?"

A loud female voice hit me, as the room door suddenly opened.

Shit. My best friend and flatmate, Veronica, had just stormed in to grab some books she ...

... had forgotten. I knew her very well, so I wasn't concerned; she was always rushing and I was giving her my back, so she couldn't see what I was up to.

Furthermore, not only she was way wilder and more open-minded than I was, but she was also the only person, besides my mother, who had seen me naked. We showered together in our small college bathroom, to save time and water in the morning. I was sure that even if she saw the show I was putting on, she would have pushed me even more. She was my little tempting devil.

Her boyfriend, David, was obsessed not only with our innocent showers but mostly about who had the biggest breasts between the two. The 'perv nerd' even created an experiment to check it... but I digress...

"Yes! I'm here studying, boring as usual"

I screamed back from the other side of the room. When she found what she needed, she stormed out with the sound of a kiss 'Mwwaaah'. It was our way to say 'See you later'.

As I yelled that I was "boring as usual," I cheekily glanced at the guy, and for the first time in weeks, our eyes met. My stomach was in knots for the excitement. Now he was smiling, with one hand on his crotch, clearly revealing his thoughts: If this is her being 'boring as usual', I can't wait to be bored!

I don't read minds, but this one was pretty obvious.

Seeing his smile, as he looked at my teasing exposed breasts, I noticed a bulge growing inside his perfectly fitting, washed-out blue Jeans. Little Laura's wishes were coming ...