Hi. I'm Olivia; basically I'm the average blonde; streaky, muddy blonde hair, straight as corn silk and long to my elbows. I have side bangs and I look like a model with a heart-shaped face, a slender, shapely body with small but firm breasts and a tight little ass. I'm not a slut; in fact, I'm still a virgin, embarrassingly. I'm seventeen*and unlike most slutty girls my age, I care about my grades. I usually get A's or A s, and most boys know me as the *quot;sexy nerd*quot;. Really I've only had five boyfriends in my lifetime; not because nobody wants my body, 'cause I'm just insecure with guys with big dicks, you know? I mean, I watch porn with my friends all the time and play with my pussy almost every other night, really, but I just can't stand being rammed by a cute guy and believe I'm still not a slut. But last week, I know now I'm much more than a slut. My ex, James, is a cute brunette with sparkling blue eyes and windswept hair. He has six packs and the cutest smile, but one crucial fact he didn't explain to me was that he was a sex addict. Two days after we started going out, he cornered me in a motel and I freaked and broke up with him. I was so scared I never mentioned this to anyone.Apparently James told every one of his friends, but I didn't know. I was much too worried about the yearly test, which I had on time to study for. Mrs. Bells had told
tandoğan escort us to study about a month before, but I was busy working on my science project and avoiding James. So now I knew I was going to flunk this year and basically stay back a grade. I was so desperate I had to think of Roger, the guy who sold answers to kids with bad grades. I knew he had a crush on me, like any other guy, so I decided to be slutty for once and seduce him.I found him lingering around the end of the lockers, and when the bell rang, he didn't bother to leave. *quot;Hey, Roger,*quot; I drawled slowly and teasingly. That day I wore a super short denim skirt, and I knew I would have to bend to show him my cute ass later. I wore a disturbingly sexy low tank, showing a whole lot of my cleavage, and nothing else but pink pumps. *quot;Uh, um, hi Janie,*quot; he stammered. *quot;What are you doing here skipping fourth period?*quot;*quot;Well,*quot; I sighed ever so dumbly, *quot;You see, the yearly test is today in fifth period, and I just...*quot; I sniffed, *quot;I just forgot to study. And I forgot my wallet at home.*quot; I prayed to myself he would fall for it. *quot;Uh, uh of course Janie! Um, here's the list.*quot; He handed it to me, but dropped it purposely. *quot;Oh, sorry,*quot; he said fakely.*quot;That's alright,*quot; I said honey-sweet. I bent over, and I saw him inch over to look under my ass at my naked pussy.
türbanlı escort I was naughty and had decided to skip my panties. I heard him shudder ever so softly. I smiled and got up. *quot;What?*quot;*quot;Um, nothing,*quot; he said, but I saw his hands cup over his big erection. *quot;It's just...I noticed you weren't wearing any underwear and...*quot;*quot;Oh, but you won't tell anyone that, would you?*quot; I said innocently and wrapped my long, tanned arms around his neck. He was really a jock, buzzed hair, big smile, nice toned bodies but just stupid; but just to seal it, I kissed him tenderly and let my tongue circle around his dry lips. I smiled, swirled my finger over his big erection, and left, sashaying my hips sexily. The next day grades came out and sure enough, I passed successfully. But unfortunately, Roger had spread the news of me kissing him and at lunch, James marched up to me and took my hand and dragged me away. *quot;I haven't finished my salad yet,*quot; I whined. *quot;Oh shut up bitch,*quot; he sighed. *quot;Why did you make out with Roger?*quot;*quot;I wanted to,*quot; I lied. *quot;Oh, sure.*quot; He let his strong, firm hands swipe back his hair. *quot;You'll kiss him but you won't kiss me.*quot;*quot;Sorry,*quot; I said, stretching out the word. *quot;Well, I know all about you buying the answers,*quot; he said, smirking. *quot;And if you won't have sex with me, your little secret will be told to every person in this school with a push of a button.*quot; He showed his cellphone with a naughty little smile. *quot;You bastard,*quot; I gasped, resisting the urge to slap him. He looked at me. *quot;Well, are you doing it or not?*quot;I chewed my lip. Was my virginity or my grades more important? Finally, I gulped. *quot;Fine. I'll do it.*quot;*quot;I thought so,*quot; he said smugly and shoved a scrap of paper into my hands. *quot;There's the instructions. Meet me in the motel tomorrow night at eight and don't forget the instructions.*quot;I sighed as he walked away. What had I gotten into?The next night, I took a glance at the list he insisted me to follow and wanted to scream. He wanted me to wear nothing but a see-through night gown and sexy red pumps. He insisted I wear no bra and make sure my nipples were erect and no panties, but knickers instead. Next, he wanted me to shower with my coconut shampoo, and dry it with a hairdryer and make sure it was fluffed but soft. It was everything like a slut would wear. Then he told me what I would have to do. I sighed and tried to remember my grade's importance, and set off in my Jeep to the 888 Motel. To room 546 I went, and inside, there were a bunch of random guys I recognized as Jame's bastard friends. Roger was even there, along with Michael, Freddie, Logan, and Zackary. Even though I was disgusted, they were all naked with their gigantic cocks erect. They seemed to have been stroking their pricks together just a moment before. *quot;Alright,*quot; James got up and inspected me. He lifted my dress and longingly admired my breasts and naked pussy. Zack patted my ass and laughed.