Kayla didn’t wear heels much. That wasn’t her approach. She was always considered one of the guys. She loved football, but she was tomboyish with a very feminine touch. Kayla wore those tight Texan jerseys every Sunday religiously. She was Catholic. She remembered if she got out of Mass in time for the game, it would be fantastic.
However, in Mass, other things would be taking up her attention. Boys would be looking at her ever-changing body, causing an erection. Kayla smiled with that smile only she could have. She got those a lot.
But one actually got her attention. He looked at her afterwards and smiled at her. He looked like he was mature and very attractive. Oh, he looked at every curve and crevice of her body, as did she. Dirty thoughts began to churn in her mind, as she took one last look at him. There was a bulge forming as they went their separate ways.
“Oh, my…”
That night, Kayla slept in a t-shirt and boy shorts. She did not know why she had these dreams. Kayla didn’t consider herself a sexual person at all, but she just couldn’t stop having them.
In her dreams, she moaned with want. As a hand drifted down in her pants. She was already topless in the dream; her semi-perky breasts already being revealed. Then she woke up…
Kayla woke up clueless. ‘That was strange.’ She thought. Then, she remembered the dream. In all of its glory. She remembered the hand and who it was. It was the same young man from Mass. ‘He was cute as…’ She stopped the thought in her head. She started thinking about the glimpse of his still growing bulge from looking at him. She bit her pouty bottom lip.
She tried to fight it as thoughts of lust came hard and came fast. Her vagina started to pulsate. Her hand began to drift to her treasure, rubbing it gently. Soon her brain began to understand why all these boys were staring. Soon she was rubbing her breasts. Her nipples were hardened.
She raised up her shirt and said: “Who has the best ass on the planet?“ To her sexual interest. She reached inside her shorts, she made sure she was alone. She moaned in a quiet whisper… “Eat this pussy.”
Kayla pulled her boy shorts down. She rolled over and smiled. She rolled her hips a bit, and even gave it a little twerk in the mirror and looked back at it to see what she has found. She caressed her round mound. Kayla admired it. Kayla played with it.
After all, it didn’t used to be like this. No wonder they wanted all of this. All of a sudden, a devious smile formed on the sexually charged young woman’s face. She took her cell phone, put it on the video option and started it. Kayla put the camera on her face and said, part defiantly, part horny, part teasingly: “Million Dollar Ass, you can’t afford this.”
She moisturized her fingers generously, and put it in her tight virginal hole.
“Ahhhh! Ahhh! Ugh… Ugh. Fuck… Fuck, it’s so tight…” She said, then licking off her fingers.
She continued. She could feel her treasure getting wetter as her ass is getting opened by her own fingers. “Oh, fuck, I’m so wet. You want this shit? Come fuck me.” She instructed as she masturbated and fingered her ass. At this time, she was totally naked, showing her buttocks. She put her finger up her slightly ajar ass again.
“Ahhh… Ahhh… Fuck me. Fuck my pussy, daddy! I want you to fuck my ass! Ahhhh, ahhh…” She moaned wildly before finally beginning to tremble, climaxing on the bed. Her thick thighs trembled, her juices spilled down her legs and on the bed. After cleaning up, she got on the bed and posed naked, doing another short video.
The next day…
She went straight to her phone and went to SnapChat to scrolling through to send her naughty videos.
‘Oh, this is going to be fun…’ Kayla thought. But then she had second thoughts. Her family.
“Kayla!” Her father yelled at her. She promptly ran downstairs to see what he wanted.
“Yes, Daddy?”
“Good morning, baby girl,” her father said. Behind him was the young man that was at Mass. “This is Sam. He moved across the street with his parents.”
“I just moved here to your neighborhood. I’m a senior,” Sam said.
“Complications with credits, you know,” Kayla’s dad said.
“Junior. I’m a junior,” Kayla said meekly.
“Just wanted you to get acquainted. You want breakfast?” Her dad said.
“Let me just get my phone, Dad,” Kayla said. She jogged up the stairs to get her phone. She looked at it. She had messages from that same app. She left it open by accident.
“Oh my God… OH MY FREAKING GOD.”
She had many messages saying the following (thereabouts): Damn, baby girl! When you gon let a real dick take you down? When you gon let a real one take care of that? Daaaaaamnnnn! I didn’t know shawty had it like that! Watch out for the quiet ones…
“I’m screwed,” Kayla said simply.