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A Pony for Her Sweet Sixteen

A Pony for Her Sweet Sixteen

A spoiled sixteen-year-old teen thinks she is getting a pony for her birthday. To her surprise she finds that she is the pony as are her best friends from school

It’s the third Friday in June and Laura Gibson is happy! Today is the last day of classes at Our Lady of Perpetual Misery private high school for girls and tomorrow is her sixteenth birthday. A carefree summer is about to begin. She’s looking forward to two months of hanging out with her friends until late August. Then she’s off to Switzerland. Her parents have arranged that she continue her education at the Schadenfreude Academy, a very exclusive finishing school. This afternoon the beautiful teen said goodbye to the handful of teachers and classmates that she liked. The rest could go to hell. Only two things mar this otherwise perfect day. The first is the fact that her three best friends were not at school today and the second is that her parents have insisted that she celebrate her Sweet Sixteen birthday party at Uncle Arthur’s horse farm. The thoughts dampen her happy mood, and she sits glumly on the steps of the front entrance of the school. Her parents are supposed to pick her up and they are late. The spoilt beauty pouts impatiently. She doesn’t like to be kept waiting. After ten minutes, she sees her parents’ large white Mercedes Maybach coming up the private road.

As the chauffeur drives the car to the base of the steps, her father, Donald, who is seated in the back ...

... seat, quietly admires his beautiful daughter in her school uniform. Undeniably sexy, the girl manages to look both innocent and seductive in her conservative outfit. Her green plaid kilt is a little too short and her white oxford shirt a little too tight. Her father marvels at her long slender legs and full breasts. Many is the night that he lay in bed thinking how much he would love to run his tongue along the inside of her milky thighs, from her dimpled knees to the dewy lips of her virgin pussy.

Their chauffeur, Waldo, stops the car and gets out. He walks around the back of the car and opens the rear passenger door. Laura pointedly ignores him and joins her parents in the luxurious confines of the half million-dollar vehicle. She doesn’t like the way he is always looking at her. Waldo’s face remains neutral as he returns to the driver’s seat, but his mind is seething. He thinks that it’s time that haughty bitch of a daughter was taught a lesson. As they drive away from the school, Mrs. Gibson wonders, yet again, at her daughter’s remarkable resemblance to Hilary Duff. Laura is a taller and a bit willowier, but her face is almost identical to America’s current teen idol.

Laura slouches in her seat, unconsciously revealing to her father’s secret delight, an expanse of silky thigh. Like a typical teenager, her mood has quickly gone from sunny to gloomy. “I don’t see why we have my Sweet Sixteen and Uncle Arthur’s,” she sulkily grumbles to her mother. “I’d rather have the ...