Her True Self - Sex Stories

Her True Self

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Amy always felt out of place at these parties. She came because Hannah had begged her, pleaded to just get out of the house anddo something. So she gave in, because she always gave in to Hannah. They'd been best friends since they were little girls, having grown up across the street from each other. They had grown into wildly different young women, but nothing could overcome the bond of all those years together.

Hannah had always been popular and pretty, with long blonde hair and a different boyfriend every school year since seventh grade. This year, their final year of high school, was the first one where she hadn't found a new boy and stuck with the one from last year, Travis. Amy didn't really like Travis, but Hannah was obsessed with him, so she put up with it. This party was at Travis's parents' house, since they were out of town for the weekend. He'd even gotten his older brother to buy beer.

Amy watched from the couch as Hannah laughed and flirted with her boyfriend, touching him gently on the chest as he made a joke. Amy had never had any kind of contact like that with a boy, and doubted she ever would. She didn't like the way she looked, and didn't have the confidence of a pretty girl like Hannah. Amy's breasts were too small, and her ass was too big, and she had to wear glasses. Hannah kept telling her to get contacts, but the idea of literally touching her own eyeball was a no go.

She scanned around the room, and saw Maggie with two other boys. ...

... Maggie was a little taller and a lot rounder than Amy, but somehow she got boys too. Amy didn't understand it. Just as Amy looked over, Maggie grabbed one arm of each boy and placed their hands on each of her breasts. Amy blushed at the very idea of it and looked away in embarrassment.

"We're going to the pool," Hannah said. "Come on Amy, I'm not letting you sit it out. I know you brought a bathing suit because I made you."

Amy didn't like wearing her bathing suit at big gatherings, but she hung her head and acceded to Hannah's will. She grabbed her bathing suit and towel out of the bag she'd left by the front door and headed to the bathroom to change.

First things first, she made sure the door was locked. She tested the knob, turning it and pushing and pulling on the door to make sure that it definitely couldn't open. Once satisfied, she hesitantly took off her shirt and pants. She always felt awkward getting changed in a new location. She looked around cautiously as if she was going to find a hidden camera or something, but after a deep breath, she continued and unhooked her bra.

She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror, with her breasts completely visible, and shivered. Her nipples were too pink and too pointy, and she was reminded again that they were just way too small. She only wore a B cup, compared to Hannah's D, and had always been jealous since puberty. She looked away from the mirror and slipped her panties down, then quickly positioned her one-piece at ...