The Danielle Discovery - Sex Stories

The Danielle Discovery

Contents

Chapter One -

The Danielle Disruption

Chapter Two -

The Danielle Debut

Chapter Three -

The Danielle Distraction

Chapter Four -

The Danielle Domination

Chapter Five -

The Kara Convergence

Chapter Six -

The Danielle Denouement

Epilogue -

Danielle Deja Vu

Chapter One - The Danielle Disruption

16 year old Danielle was what teachers would describe to parents as a disruptive pupil, in private they probably just thought she was a bitch. It wasn't entirely her fault, in all likelihood her home life was a train wreck and positive parental examples non-existent. But Danielle had one thing going for her at this point in her life (and she knew it). Danielle was an early bloomer so to speak and wasn't bashful about her body. While the majority of girls in her year attended school either in the regulation oversized school sweatshirt or if they were a bit more body confident, a relatively modest dress-shirt and somewhat figure hugging wool knit combo, Danielle flaunted her well developed rack in a trademark white v-neck t-shirt that barely contained her chest and fitted tightly against the rest of her athletic torso. Her ample cleavage was proudly displayed for anyone who glanced in her direction. She had no excess fat to be seen, which was probably down to her regular nicotine intake. Health implications aside, at this point in her life, it was working for her.

Aside from her model body, the rest of her appearance was fairly ...

... plain. Large amounts of foundation covered her pale face and she wore her blonde hair short. "The Rachel" cut, popularised by Jennifer Aniston in the TV show Friends seemed to be what she was mimicking. Her eyes were large relative to her other facial features which perhaps boosted her attractiveness, but it was nothing that would really have turned any heads on it's own. That was achieved, at least in my eyes, by that damn white v-neck. It stretched over her forming the perfect hour-glass around her large breasts, flat narrow waistline and flowing hips.

I, by comparison, was a slightly overweight, round faced, shy, thin haired, ginger kid. A straight A student. Respectful and courteous to my teachers, but paid little regard at all by the opposite sex in my year. I was a nice guy, who's friends were into Star Wars, playing guitar and computers. Danielle, if she even knew my name, would never have had any cause to utter it and would probably have taken no notice of me for the remainder of her school career were it not for the events that follow.

I was only in a single subject with Danielle: French. To say she was 'in' my class would be generous, as Danielle's typical approach to French class was to initiate an argument or some other disruption a few minutes into class that would ultimately escalate to the point where our French teacher would send her to the Head's office. I'm willing to bet Danielle had never once obeyed this instruction, instead taking the opportunity as an ...