Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... tried to see herself as Tom might, or as other boys… but mostly Tom. Her curly blonde hair never seemed to do what she wanted it to do. So many times, she had tried to style it like the models in the magazines, but it never turned out the way she had hoped. Those freckles. Ugh! Lee pouted at the reflection. Then she smiled ever so slightly as she knew that her lips were maybe her best feature. Deeny said that she had a cute face, with pretty blue eyes. But Deeny was her older sister and prone to be biased anyway. Still though, Lee had to admit she felt good whenever Deeny did say something like that.

“Oh Tom… What do you think? Am I pretty enough? Would you want to kiss these lips?” Lee asked out loud and then her eyes got big with surprise and she looked about to see if anyone heard her.

Blushing and biting her bottom lip she giggled at herself, turned off the water in the sink and headed back down the hallway to her and Deeny’s bedroom. She only had a little homework to do tonight, but she knew she had best get it done before Deeny came upstairs. It would be lights out and time to sleep when she did.

Lee opened up her biology textbook and turned to the chapter that the class had been assigned to read before the next day. Lee had always liked science classes and biology in particular. The human anatomy had always fascinated her. The full body diagrams in the book detailed both male and female human bodies minus the outer skin. The male form definitely held her ...

... attention, or at least her eyes as her mind wandered trying to imagine Tom’s body under his clothes. Just the thought made her body tingle and her heart speed up.

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Tom lay on his back on top of his blankets. His head was cradled in his crossed arms atop his pillow and his feet crossed at the ankles. He was staring at the ceiling but he wasn’t actually seeing the paint or plaster, his focus was internal. His mind’s eye was seeing her. That curly blonde-haired angel. Those bright blue eyes, that sweet little nose and those… those lips. Just thinking of them made Tom wet his own lips with his tongue, completely unaware that he even did so.

He so desperately wanted to hold her, hold her hand… wrap his arms around her waist and pull her to him. To put his forehead to hers, to rub his nose along hers… to press his lips to hers. He knew he could get lost looking into her pretty blue eyes. The sound of her voice was like music to his ears.

Tom smiled to himself as he closed his eyes and imagined Lee by his side at the Wilding in two weeks. Sharing laughs and holding hands, maybe even dancing. Sitting with her by the bonfire… or even… holding her tight and… kissing… touching each other… exploring… The smile was still on his face as he drifted off to sleep.

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Trina pulled her momma’s car, the old Buick station wagon into the driveway leading up to the house. Except for a couple of naps throughout the day, she’d been awake since… well… she wasn’t even ...