BEE-0958 Coed Sluts by Tabitha Briton


Chapter 1


They were two fuckable girls, that was for sure. Me and Richie just sat 
there in the car and ogled them, stealing glances through the window of 
their Volkswagen and catching glimpses of their beautiful faces. One 
was blonde, with bright, shiny curls that hung around her pale face. 
The other had the darkest hair I've ever seen, jet black against her 
white face. Her bright red lipstick made her lips look incredibly 
luscious. Richie and I were practically gasping for breath by the time 
the two got out of the car and sat on their car hood, talking to each 
other, giggling and drinking beer. The cops never hassle you down at 
Pynchon Lake where there's plenty of privacy, and sometimes you can 
meet up with chicks like Rich and I had just seen.

"Look at the brunette one," Rich said. "Look at that ass. Did you ever 
see an ass like that?"

"Only on Lorelei," I grinned.

"Fuck you, man," scowled Rich. Lorelei was the most gorgeous woman at 
Pynchon Junior College, a budding woman of 19, and she was crazy for 
me. I hadn't made the move yet--but believe me, I would. For now, 
though, it seemed I was taking some time out to ogle these two 
breathtaking girls at the beach.

"How can she wear a shirt like that?" Rich was going on. "Doesn't it 
fall off?"

"It will if you touch it right," I said.

The blonde had on an incredibly tight spandex top of the type that was 
so popular that season. It clung to her enormous tits and made it quite 
plain that she was not wearing a bra. In fact, we could even see the 
jutting outline of her nipples from the car. And the way she stood made 
it quite obvious that she wanted us to see her tits.

They had spotted us all right. The two juicy females were looking over 
toward the car and giggling, pointing us out to each other, turning 
their bodies slightly to show them off better. They looked good and it 
was a wonderful coincidence that there were two of them. The brunette 
came over to the car.

I had the window rolled down. She leaned over, putting one hand on the 
top of Rich's Mustang, grinned and looked at the car.

"How you doing?" she asked. She kept grinning, and her tits reached out 
toward my face. They were nice and big, though not as big as the 
blonde's tits. They were firm and gorgeous, and I could make out the 
shape of her nipples, too. It was a hot summer night and she wore only 
a flowered halter and a tight leather jacket on top, and a very flimsy 
pair of harem pants which hung revealingly around her legs. The pants 
were so transparent, I could see right through them, though I couldn't 
make out more than a tantalizing outline of her legs and her hips in 
the twilight. The pants came to her ankles, and she was barefoot. Her 
toenails were painted and I thought that was plenty sexy, but her tits 
were what caught my attention.


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