Veroe
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IC: Angelica Mason
It was her birthday today. She was eighteen years old now. She was older, a woman now. Which was good because Angelica felt different.
She sat up from her bed and rubbed the sleep from her eyes groggily. She'd had dreams last night. They were quickly fading from her memory, but the pieces of them she could remember....they weren't...they were...well...they weren't at all PG rated...In fact she wouldn't have classified them as NC17 either for that matter. They'd be somewhere in the XXX range. Shocking for her. She didn't think she'd had such a perverted subconscious.
Where did that come from. She'd never had those types of dreams. She'd never seen much point to pornos or sex or even dating ever before in her life, but now, she guessed, she was a full on woman, and womanhood brought thoughts of love and boys didn't it. God, the things she did to the boy in her dreams. Some of it was scary as hell even to her, even as she felt a yearning for them deep down in her...lady place down there. How fucked up was that?
She was eighteen now...and she was subconsciously a pervert apparently.
Angelica threw the sheets off herself revealing long alabaster legs. They swung over the bed and she rose up from it stretching. She padded over to the bathroom and got a shower running. As the warm water ran over her naked body. She used her hands to smooth the storebought body lotion over her newly eighteen tight young body. She'd never noticed before, but she was very pretty...no very hot and attractive with breast that seemed full yet stand out firm and perky from her chest and laugh in the face of gravity's pull on them. She had a flat tummy too, and wide hips, and long legs. She didn't like one thing though. She was much too hairy between her legs. Images from her dreams pulling her dreamboy's face between her legs feeling his lips against her smooth hairless skin rampaged through her mind. She took the shaving cream and razor she normally used for her legs and spent a good twenty minutes in the shower making certain that all that hair was gone.
She couldn't say why other than she liked the feel of her dreamboy's lips against her bare skin down there in her dreams, and it seemed an impulse she just had to act on.
She dried off again marveling at how attractive she was, something she never really considered too deeply before she became a woman today. Why hadn't she? She'd had tons of boys in school to ask her out, but she always had politely turned them away. Why on Earth had she done that to so many virile boys? Why had she never partook of the bounty of sexually active teens surrounding her before? She'd heard things about what went on between her girlfriends and their boyfriends before. Now that she was eighteen she wanted the same, excitement, the same, sex.
She took a long time to get dressed. She wore some tight jeans that hugged her long legs and tight liittle but like the denim was just painted over them, and a crop top her cousin had gotten her as a gag christmas present. She'd never before wore it. She found it at the very bottom of her drawer, and it fit perfectly showing off her flat little tummy and showcasing her big, full, beautiful breasts magnificently.
She went downstairs to the kitchen. She grabbed a granola bar and a bottle of water to serve as her breakfast. Her mother was busy dealing with her little baby sister who was wailing out a storm as she was teething. Her little brother was busy playing with his batman action figures instead of eating his fruit loops.Her dad was already heading out the steaming travel mug in hand exclaiming he was late for work again. She went out the back door headed for the backyard to the house next door.
This was the house of her best friend ever since 2nd grade. She smiled as she came up to the back door and knocked. This was going to be a great day. It was summer break, her eighteenth birthday, and she was going to spend the day with the person in all the world she felt closest to. When he answered the door she stood there stunned. She hadn't put two and two together, but he looked just like the boy in all those naughty dreams she'd just had.
She shook herself as he stood in the doorway stunned as well looking her up and down in her sexy little outfit. She quite liked the way he was looking at her. She wanted him to look at her like that all the time.
She gave him a big brilliant smile. "Well, aren't you going to say, 'Happy Birthday, Angelica'?" She laughed flipping her golden hair over her shoulder and stepping inside. "And you owe me a birthday present, don't you?"
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