Take a peak at your pussy here
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Revision as of 17:43, 14 August 2009
No one is in the hallway . . . yet, and you're desperate to know.
Your hands go to the low-riding denim mini and fumble with the button, taking what seems like entirely too long to get it loose from its hole. Then, with shaking, sweaty fingers, you start to unzip the skirt.
Why are you so nervous? This is your body after all! Even if it has all the curves you've been dreaming about since you were a teen.
With a quick tug you pull the zipper down and expose lacy, black boy-shorts. Clearly, whatever enabled this change took your favorites into consideration. Your fingers, not yet used to your new body, pull the lacy panties out and brush against your swollen clit. A sudden sensation of pure pleasure runs up and down your body and a low moan escapes your lips.
You see a glorious pussy just two inches from your red-painted fingernails. Your bush is shaved almost completely bald except for a small thatch of honey-brown sculpted into a heart. Below that, your pussy lips are barren of all hair, as if you've had laser hair-removal. There is not so much as a hint of stubble or razor burn. Thrust through one of your lips, and resting lazily against your clit, is a small silver hoop with a glittering green gemstone. It calls attention both to the pinkness of your pussy lips and your swollen clit.
This is almost too much to handle. You suddenly feel the need for sexual gratification as you've never felt it before. Even with the worst raging hard-on you've ever had, this is a whole order of magnitude more. Your mind is fogged with the need to be touched, stroked . . . FUCKED. Your pussy lips feel swollen, and you can see how wet they are.
Do you:
| Welcome to the University | |||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
duffel full of textbooks | |
| Gender | Female | ||
| Height | 5’ 8” | ||
| Weight | 121 lbs | ||
