(I wrote this up approximately ten years ago, right after the event. Just found it recently. Everything described here took place after we graduated, and thus the participants are over 18–don’t get too excited, ya perv.)
I had a huge crush on Meghan in high school. She haunted me like a ghost, always in my dreams and daydreams, but things never quite got started between us. I never got the timing right, I suppose. She’s incredibly gorgeous, in a way that’s more cute than seductive (most of the time). She’s tiny–I doubt she’s ever weighed more than a hundred pounds in her life–with a moon shaped face, freckles, and lips that are always sticking out slightly in a little pout. Even though she’s small, she’s well built for her size–her tits are big for her frame, about the size of large oranges, and her ass is firm. I always imagined it to be perfectly ripe for a good fucking…