For those visual inclined folks, I’m a 5’ 1” recent high school graduate with brown hair so dark people usually mistake it for black. With soft, perky 34Bs, I’m envious of my more well-endowed friends. Envious and aroused. I have green eyes, which people call hazel, I’m skinny (thanks to good genes; I live off of candy and buffalo chicken anything), and once a friendly life guard called my face “cute.”
Story: well, it’s a sunny day in unnamed America, and my family decided a picnic was in order. They didn’t know I had been edging all morning, browsing Reddit and working up a nice creamy pussy. Luckily, my dad knocked on my bedroom door, giving me just enough time to extract my fingertip from inside me.
My family loves picnics; I don’t. But I go, despite the heat rising from my wet pussy, despite the images of god pussies and sexy women smoking trees and naughty midnight confessions I had been reading since I woke up floating in my newly-perverted mind. I don’t mind pervert as a put-down. I own it, to myself at least. A little pervert rubbing her clit anywhere she can.