New Experiences (Closed)

[AnnieD]

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Name: Emily Stone
Age: 18
Height: 5'6"

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I guess you could say that I was disappointed. Not it is not that Las Vegas was in itself a bad place to be; it’s just that when I had decided to take a vacation, alone might I add, to Las Vegas, I was imagining that I would be off in some crazy adventure. I needed to break away from the staleness that was life back in Illinois. Being brought up in the suburbs, I’ve known no real excitement or developed no real sense of adventure. I don’t know what was wrong with me - all I knew was that I needed out. And I did.

My parents knew that I was off to this city, though had tried to convince me not to go. Which was fine, I suppose. After all, I am just eighteen years of age. Though, I would say that I can pass for 21 with relative ease, seeing how I’m very rarely carded for drinks.Then again, to get away with anything, I would just have to show just a bit of cleavage. I was blessed, one could say, with a very appealing body towards men and even some women. I’ve figured out during my late teenage years, that men would do anything for me, if I asked nicely enough. I mean, my friends wouldn’t blame them. I have an hourglass body, a shapely plump backside, long toned legs, a fit stomach from sit ups…and breasts that at least to me, felt like two weights dragging me down all the time. Beyond all that, I had a very good facial structure and long blond hair matched only by my blue eyes.

This all said, I wasn’t all that experience. In my life, I’ve had two boyfriends. The first only having his hands go down my pants for a second and the other, I’ve had sex with a total of…just one time. The thing about me is that, I haven’t found a man that I could call well, a man. Most guys I’ve met have been rather childish, boorish and honestly, never interested me much. I was starting to believe that I wasn’t cut out for relationships of any kind.

And so, I was swimming around in the hotel pool, which thankfully was rather empty. I cursed the thin fabrics of my swim suit though, as the top just quite couldn’t give enough support for my breasts. I just knew that the moment I would get out of the water, my breasts would bounce and shift with every step. Lost amid my thoughts, I managed to bump into someone while I lazily floated around.

“Oh I’m so sorry!” I said to the man. “I wasn’t paying much attention…”

 

[Kedigo]

NIck

Sorry

 

[AnnieD]

"I'm Bradley," he introduced himself, holding out his hand. "And you are?"

As I bumped into him, I couldn't help but notice the astonishing physique of this man. He was incredibly tall, to the point where he was practically towering over me. What is more, he had this masculine characteristics to him that set him apart from most boys that I've been with. "Well..." I thought, perhaps of agreeing to his invitation to a drink. I wasn't sure if I could have trusted this man, a stranger that I've barely met, but for reasons unknown seemed relatively tempting.

"I'm Emily." I said, introducing myself and taking his hand. Somehow feeling just a tad pressured, I ended up adding "And a drink sounds lovely."

 

[AnnieD]

As I swam with him to the edge of the pool, I could have sworn that I've seen him before. Of course, I could have been imagining things - in everyday life, we do see a lot of faces. Still, the futile effort of pin pointing his face lingered in my mind for a little while. He offered a hand to bring me out of the pool and I was surprised by his strength, seeing how easy it was for him to pull me out. As we got of the water, I could feel my bikini top straining to keep my breasts in, as they weighed me down instantaneously as we got out.

"I would love a citrus martini." I said with a smile as we got out. I figured that some conversation was in order, not to mention my curiosity was getting the better of me, so I asked "So Bradley, what do you do in life? I hope you don't mind me asking, I'm a curious girl." as I felt his arm snake its way around my waist. I didn't move his arm away or anything - I had to admit, it felt rather nice being with a man who took charge like that.