Author: LittleLexiLush

Poolside Studying [M21] [F21]

I’d always crushed on Josh. That blonde hair, blue eyes, innocent yet slightly daring look. Something about him had me captivated. We never spoke much at unvieristy but we had the same classes. He’d often look up whenever I glanced at him.

One day after class, I was texting and managed to walk straight into him. A flush ran up my neck to my cheeks and he grinned at me. He was standing so close I could feel his hot breath in my hair.

“Listen Emma, I don’t really understand this material. You do anything tonight? There’s a hidden pool behind our dorms that’s empty, we could have a couple of drinks whilst you help me with this?”

I blushed and smoothed my clothes nodding.

“Cool here’s the address, my number and the time I’ll see you at.”

He scribbled it on to my hand and flashed a smile before dashing away.

*

I changed into a silver bikini that shimmered when I walked, it really showed off my curves – 32F breasts and an ass that could only fit into size 12 with a size 8 waist. It was a hard life. Read more »

Summer Days [F20] [F22] [Lesbian]

I was sat outside in the pool, my feet just dangling in the water, the coolness lapping at my feet. Then she caught my eye.

She had beautiful red curls, freckles dotting her face and cool blue eyes just like the pool water. She was wearing a lovely sparkling bikini that matched her red curls. It seemed to shimmer in the sunlight.

The gorgeous girl was petite and slim. Nice red lips, small chested and a tiny little firm behind. I gawped at her. She looked my way and I suddenly turned my attention to my own swimsuit, adjusting it carefully and biting my lip. I wasn’t much to look at.

My mousy brown hair was tied in space buns, I had silver scrunchies to match my nose ring. I fiddled with the matching grey bikini. It was hard to fit into something – I was a size 32E in chest and a a size 12 at the waist.

Suddenly I looked up and she was in the water next to my feet. Nobody else was in the pool… Early birds for you I guess?

“H… Hi…”

I said nervously. She smiled at me. Read more »

Naughty Students [F18] [M19]

Little Jackie Rose. She was someone who everyone at college fancied. She had bright red curls, cute little freckles and a button nose. Her body was killer as well. She was literally the definition of an hourglass figure.

One day I caught her crying in the hallway, she was wearing a cute black skirt and a pink sweater. I went up to her (quickly checking my reflection in the hallway metallic stairs first – black hair styled well, collar slightly unbuttoned – I was good to go).

“Heya Jackie, you doing alright?”

She sniffed and dabbed her eyes gently, then turned those gorgeous blue eyes up to me.

“The girls were laughing at me again, they said that no boy would ever want me… They’re right! I’m 18, I’m in my second year of college and I still haven’t lost my virginity.”

I sat down next to her and put my hand on her leg. Biting my lip. Careful now Stan.

“Hey, everyone loses it at different times. I’ve… Actually not lost mine yet. I came close a few times with my ex but we broke up before we could get any further.” Read more »

Blow jobs – appreciation

What is it about blow jobs that just seem to be the best?

I was out clubbing when we caught each others eye. She was dancing in a tiny little black dress. Her winged eyeliner making her eyes look almost catlike.

She was swaying her hips to some song I couldn’t think of or remember and I beckoned her over. We grated against each other as the throb of bodies pulsed around us.

“Toliets.” I snarled in her ear and I took her tanned, manicured hand and led her into the unisex Toliets.

It was empty and the big wooden stalls were more than roomy. I pushed her onto the seat and took my hard dick out and scrunched her hair against it.

The seductive little mink took it in her mouth, looked up and me and winked.

She moved her mouth expertly up and down it in time with the music. I scrunched her hair into my hands and pushed her little face into it. Her head bobbing and her hands shaking as she gagged and tried to drink it all in. Read more »

Friends… Now more? [F21] [M22]

I sat in the living room, holding her as she cried into me.

It was ALWAYS the same thing. She’d go running off with some loser weed-obsessed hippie guy with no job. After a month, she’d be out of cash, devestated he’d run off with a cute girl fresh out of college and who also didn’t know better.

“I… I… thought he was the one..” She spat out during muffled sobs into my shirt.

No. We’re not doing this again.

I pushed her away from me and my black t-shirt now covered in tears. She looked up at me with her gold hair in a messy bun, mascara running down her cheeks, a little red button nose and big sad brown eyes.

“Addison, this is enough. You run around with these fuckboys and then act surprised that they run off without you. What the hell do you expect? Have you ever even came from one of those losers trying to stick there pathetic pencil dicks in you?”

She sniffed and balled up against the sofa. Her leggings just showing the delicate outline of her underwear and the hoodie limp against her skin. Read more »

The Princess [F19] and the Peasant [M22]

“Princess?”

I coughed and he let himself in. Joe was the chefs assistant and he would often sneak me little pastries on a night, when the cook retired.

He opened the big maghony door as quietly as he could to my red and gold chamber and set the pastries down on the dressing table.

Once he had set the beautiful set of lush pastries down, he walked over to my king sized bed and sat down on the cushion surface.

He often played with the threading, murmuring how soft it was.

I watched him hesistently. There was something I had to do today.

He was always the one for me. He had deep amber eyes, like the embers of the fire where he’d bake all day, his dirty blonde hair a sharp contrast. He had a gorgeous set jaw and heavy shoulders. Muscular arms and a ripped torso to match from slaving away in burning heat all day.

I was fairly plan. Petite, 32B and barely a curve to match the young girls that often blew him kisses when he delivered pastries to the village. My brown curls were often swept beneath the measly crown I wore. Read more »

[F22] [F21] [Foursome] [MFFF] The Strip

Lucy in tears on the sofa again about her ex-boyfriend. I’d finally had enough.

“Get your ass up, we’re going clubbing.” I threw a dress at her to get changed into, ignored the cries and snorts and marched into the bathroom.

A quick shower, makeup sorted and throwing on a nice pleated red dress with some stockings and thigh highs I looked like a naughty schoolgirl that could break the town. The dress really exenuated my 34F chest but was very slimming on my waist. I was ready to go out and get wrecked. The eyeliner really complimented my black thigh highs and the red shadow sharply contrasted my brown eyes.

I walked back into the living room and she was dressed, hair tied into pigtails and in a black lace dress. It made her look sleek, although attention couldn’t help but turn to the curve of her waist and chest.

Grabbing her hand, keys, we marched out the door and into the night.

A couple of hours later she was laughing away as we trapsed out of a bar. Then something caught my eye.

“Shall we go in there?” Read more »

[F24] [M30] [Exhibitionism] [BDSM] – Glass Doors

I waited outside the apartment nervously, shuffling my feet. I had done as Master asked and dressed in a long maxi dress, heels and a little day collar. Easy to miss for those not involved within the kink community. It was long and could easily be held from behind.

Taking a deep breath. I knocked on the wooden door with a gentle tap and shuffled again nervously.

I wasn’t much, at 5,0 and very slim Master always requested I wear tall heels so I could service him better. I didn’t mind too much. I did enjoy some parts of my body though, I had curves I knew most girls would die for and my long blonde locks were often the envy of others.

He left me waiting a minute, wondering what he had planned for me today.

“Enter.”

I shyly opened the door and then leaned against the cool frame. I gasped a little. He’d picked a room with a huge glass slider doors into the balcony.

He was lounging on the bed. Watching me and biting his lip. He had sharp, dark hair which matched his messy stubble and was dressed in a lazily buttoned up shirt. His black jeans seemed to just accentuate the tan on his skin. Read more »

[FF] I decided to have my [21F] first time with a girl [19F] [Fiction]

I’ve always dated boys for as long as I’ve been old enough. There’s something about a rough, looking guy that captures my attention and being bent over, feeling him trust his was in and out. Screaming my name – “Oh Yasmine!”

Then along came Sasha. Sasha and me instantly became best friends. She was a sharp constant to my slim, delicate frame as she had curves to die for. Where I was blonde, she was dark haired and her beautiful curls were a sharp contrast to my long straight wisps.

She would tan whenever we were out in the sunshine and I would always go red. Together, we couldn’t be more opposite, but maybe that’s how we became such fast friends.

Eventually, we got a place together. It made sense, I was looking and she’d just finished uni. We got along in person so well – why not?

One night, we decided to hit the town. Drunken hellos to strangers, many a shot and many a cigarette. Eventually the clock rang midnight and like two lost princesses, we called it a night and stumbled home. Read more »

Our Honeymoon ❤️ [MFM] [Threesome] [Fiction] [Honeymoon]

I had always dreamed of having a three some. My mum had always scowled on things like that saying that it was ungodly and I needed to save myself for one man. But pleasing two at the same time made a wetness in my underwear that made me want to touch myself under my bed covers.

I was always told I needed to save myself for marriage. It was something that was ingrained in me for as long as I can remember and when I was 16 I met a boy who I could imagine spending the rest of my life with.

He was quite a contrast to me. Where I was small, blonde, straight long hair, petite yet full of curves to grab he was quite tall, dark, handsome, muscly and had gorgeous curly black hair. The kind that your fingers wanted to curl into and hold.

We both promised ourselves we would not do it until marriage, but we certainly explored. I enjoyed sucking his 12 inch cock until I could feel an explosion in my mouth and would often enjoy grinding against it, feeling it get hard beneath my underwear. Read more »