I have a very good friend, Sabrina, which even qualified as my best friend at the time. She is a tiny little bit of woman, hovering around 5ft (that’s 1,5m, for people using the correct units), with sparkling blue eyes and really long auburn hair, at the time going down all the way to her shapely butt. She was a very intensely involved dancer for most of her life, and it showed in her body, tight, disciplined and graceful. Our friendship started with a terrible, terrible attempt at sex. We had just met, and we both found each other cool and pretty, and we were very drunk. But it was bad. Like, one of my worst experience. The complete incompatibility of our bodies (as my user name imply, I’m tall. Like, 6’4”/ 1,95m) and the incredible drunkenness coalesced in really bad sex. So we decided to stop, and we developed a very strong friendship afterwards.
Author: TallCuteAndDom
[MF] What happened on the couch after the party
I met Sophie when I was 21. We were the same age. To this day, she remains the face I see in my mind when I think about the word “cute”. She was not beautiful, or pretty, or sexy. She was just plain adorable. Twinkling brown eyes, a mischievous smile, a tangle of short wavy brown hair, and a tan skin. All of this with a fit 1.55m body (5 feet I guess?), small tits, but the firmest, roundest ass I ever had the privilege to grab. It was torture to see her in her tight jeans, walking briskly to get to her class. That ass begged to be smacked and pounded… Of course, we met because we took the same classes. And of course, it wasn’t long before we were casually hooking up all over the place, especially after the parties she threw at her place, which a large house she rented with 3 guys.