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I had to put my books away as the floor began to vibrate. With a frustrated sigh, I gave up on my attempt to study for the upcoming midterms, which were just two weeks away. This was the price to pay for me being fortunate enough to live in a luxurious beach house overlooking the nearby waves…and unfortunate enough for living with my parents and younger brother, the former of which were on a business trip (as usual). So being here alone with my eighteen year old brother, he naturally thought to exploit the situation by inviting practically his entire school into our place for a spring break party.

“I knew that I should have rented my own place…” I thought to myself, covering my ears as to mute the distracting sounds. This music wasn't even good - how the hell could they enjoy this stuff? Maybe I was out of touch with my brother's age group already - and yet, it seemed to me that it was just yesterday that I was little miss popular and head cheerleader...

Anyway, it was no use. I thought about my situation carefully and found myself at a crossroads. I could either run the library to study (my college was nearly fifty minutes away) or just try to relax and have some fun myself. I wasn't exactly proud of the prospect of partying with a bunch of high school seniors, given that I was 22 years old, but I told myself that it wasn't so much partying as having idle chitchat and watching over them. In fact, I would be doing my parents a favor.

I carefully looked at the window (almost as if I was paranoid that they’d spot me in my room) to see that it was a beach party obviously. What gave it away was the fact that 1) We were on a beach and 2) That all the guys were dressed in swimwear and all the girls were dressed in bikinis...so, as to not stick out like a sore thumb, I decided to dress myself in one as well.


See, the idea of me not sticking out like a sore thumb was a bit naive on my part, given my physique. I mean, I was not that tall, so that wasn't the issue (I stood at about 5’9). But I was er…a bit more developed than most of the women here, what with my long legs, fit abs (thank you years of cheer-leading), perfect backside and a huge pair of breasts. Yes, I say that last one with just a bit of pride - they were all natural, gave me free drinks at bars with no effort and got me my part-time modeling gig. It was so sweet, you have no idea.

As soon as I stepped outside, I heard the whistles and calls of horny men but ignored them all. First things first, I suppose that I needed to spot my brother, Nick. But of course, he was nowhere to be found so I didn't know what to do exactly. That’s when I met up with a group of girls, who were apparently the cheer-leading squad of Nick’s high school and recognized me from the photos in the school gym (I had won a few trophies for them and became a legend. No big deal). We chatted and everything seemed great, until a man walked by and they whispered and giggled.

Tanya, the taller of them told me “Oh, that’s Tyler. He’s a notorious skirt chaser and a sleaze bag from our school. You should be careful around him.”

I scoffed, I think, as I replied “You don’t need to worry about me. I can handle boys; besides, I’m already in a relationship.”

“If you say so. Though you might want to hide those from him."” she replied with a laugh, as I playfully covered myself from her eyes.

She continued: “Anyway, we’re going to ditch the party and sneak into a club. Want to come with us?”

“I think that I’ll pass.”
I respectfully said and so, they were off.

And then, I saw from the corner of my eye Tyler approaching fast, almost as if he wanted to get to me before anybody else did. Hm…maybe I could teach him a lesson? He needed to be put down, I think, and I would if he tried anything with me…


(( Closed! ))
 
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There was no way in hell I was going to miss a party at Nick's beach house. Not because I liked the guy; hell, I couldn't really stand him at all. He was annoying as fuck, such a little nerd. People only came to his parties because, well, he was loaded, supplied a bunch of alcohol, and the house had a pool AND was right on the beach!

But nobody came to Nick's parties to see him, that was for sure. If anything, they were there to catch a glimpse of his older sister, Lily.

Ah, Lily. She was every guy's wet dream. Massive, soft, pillowy tits, pert ass, hourglass figure, gorgeous face, pouty lips... what more could a guy ask for? Well... maybe that she'd put out. That'd be nice. But word was, she was a prude. Well, it was hard to see that from some of her modeling photos...

I had a nice collection of them, really. On the web. On a blog. The blog got thousands of hits a day, and the ads actually got me a good little chunk of cash built up. Not that it was authorized by her. It was a "fan site". She had no idea I was behind it, of course. Or that I was the one who had hacked her computer to get access to some of the more risque, private photos she had never intended on releasing.

Of course, I hadn't released them. Not yet, anyway. They were pretty hot. I was certainly enjoying them, pretty much every night. And, of course, saving them for a rainy day.

Today wasn't raining. It hardly ever rained in California, anyway. We were in the middle of a drought! But, maybe today was my lucky day. I saw Lily saunter out of the house in a bikini that was entirely too small for her impressive frame. I was busy passing around joints to the party goers on the beach, and when I finally saw that the cheerleader sluts had left her alone, I swooped in on her...

"Well well well, if it isn't old Sugar Tits Lily," I said with a smirk as I approached. I could vividly remember being a freshman in high school, when she was a senior, and some of the senior guys in the locker room calling her that.
 
Our eyes having met for half a second, Tyler seizing it as an opportunity to swoop in and mingle. I had to hand it to him, he was pretty handsome; he had some sort of rugged, manly look to him and I could see why high school girls would be defenseless against him. But I knew. I knew who he was (well, sorta) so I felt prepared to deal with him. I knew his kind - a shallow, sleazebag of a man. As much as this might sound like bragging, but I have been hit on by a number of men since high school, even after I got engaged. I have never fell victim to anyone sleazy and now, twenty-two years old and wiser than before, I sure the hell wasn't going to start with this eighteen year old boy.

"Well well well, if it isn't old Sugar Tits Lily,"


He said those words with a big smirk on his face, as if he had just done something unthinkable. I nearly rolled my eyes right out their sockets when hearing this; he was just like any horny teenager I knew when I was in high school. Yes, this nickname was used by some of the boys, along with many other objectifying names.

Did he think it was funny or clever?

"Calm down Lily." I thought to myself, not showing any sign of being irritated. It was hard not to, since this guy probably tortured women at his school with nicknames like that. If I flipped him off and walked away, this arrogant eighteen year old would most likely shrug it off and find some defenseless lady to hit on. [/COLOR]

"Hahaha"I light heartedly laughed "Where'd you get that from? The last person who called me that was in high school. You are one of Nick's friends?"

Yep, I made it sound like those cheerleaders from earlier didn't talk about Tyler. I wasn't sure how he was going to take it but imagine that he'd be surprised.
 
"Something like that," I replied, eyeing her up and down. I could hardly believe she was so close to me, in the flesh. I could literally reach out and grab her. Feel up those massive, luscious titties. It was all I could think about in that moment. I had to tear my eyes away, get back to my plan for the night.

Oh yes, I had a plan. The one thing my website, starring Lily, was missing was some hardcore shit. Good nudes. Her getting fucked. It was my mission to make sure that she got some dick tonight (preferably mine) and that it was all captured on film.

"Oh, honey, that's just the most obvious thing to call you," I said, winking at her and smiling. "And it looks like you need a drink." I pulled out my pack of cigarettes, and produced a tightly-rolled marijuana joint. "Or maybe a smoke?" I offered. She'd been off to college, after all, certainly she'd indulged in more illicit substances that booze a time or two?
 
His eyes made me feel a little self-conscious about the way that I was dressed. There was nothing inherently wrong with wearing a bikini; it was simply the way that he was looking at me. I could practically feel his gaze going from my legs and to my breasts. Yeah, the bikini top could hardly contain my famous boobs and he was enjoying the sight of it trying.

"Oh, honey, that's just the most obvious thing to call you," he said, finally looking at me right in the eyes and winking. "And it looks like you need a drink. Or maybe a smoke?"

He pulled out a cart of cigarettes and I was quick to decline. I wasn't much of a smoker and I didn't feel like having the smell of tobacco stuck on me for the rest of the night. I mean, maybe I'd smoke one later in the evening but not right now. I then noticed that inside the cigarettes were not so much tobacco, but rolled up joints. Yep, he definitely was a wild one alright.

"No thanks, I want to enjoy the fresh air." I said with a chuckle. I'd be a hypocrite if I said that marijuana had no place in my life; I did smoke one or two during freshman year of college. I never saw the appeal to it however.

"I'll go for a drink though. We have some beer if you'd like one too?" I added, heading towards the table laid out not too far from us. There was a bit of a line to get to the bottles of beer placed into a container of ice.
 
I smirked, nodding as I lit myself a regular cigarette, and moved along with her towards the beer line. I slipped an arm around her as we got there.

"Whoa, hey, make way!" I called out, cutting her off with my brash shout before she could protest the fact that I'd just reached down and grabbed a firm handful of her taut ass. "We got a bona fide celebrity right here, and she wants a beer!" I called out, and suddenly all eyes were on us. A lot of people definitely recognized her, and me, of course, as most of them went to my school.

I had his phone out, in my other hand, and swiftly opened up my website filled with her pictures. "See?" I said, proving my point even as I pushed her past them, chuckling a bit to myself as I was quite certain her gigantic titties were rubbing against every guy waiting in line! I pushed up against her butt with my crotch as we got to the front.

"We're gonna need a bucket," I explained to the girl handing out the beers, and she obliged, handing me a metal pail with six beers in it. "Thanks!" I turned to the line of mostly guys.

"Enjoying the view fellas?" I asked with a smirk, before reaching back and giving Lily a proper, fresh swat to her behind!
 
I saw firsthand how Tyler would get more bold as time moved on. I mean, the way that he suddenly held me close with his arm around my waist. The cocky little smirk he gave out as we talk made it seem as if he thought that he was winning. Almost as if this were a game and I was some prize.

"Hey!!" I protested when I suddenly felt his hand grab my butt. He wasn't shy about it either! I swear, I felt his fingers go to the crack on my butt as he grasped a whole cheek while we walked; even hiking up my bikini button a bit in the process. His hand eventually left my butt while I fixed that.

"Whoa, hey, make way! We got a bona fide celebrity right here, and she wants a beer!"

His shouting just attracted the attention of lord knows how many high school seniors almost made me blush in embarrassment. Yep, most of them recognized me right away - it was hard not too, given how popular I was back then. What surprised me was the phone in his hand, which opened up a website seemingly devoted to me. I had trouble even moving in line, with all the people surround him so I pretty much moved in front and...of course, he used the crowded line to his advantage to move his pelvis area closer to me.

"Enjoying the view fellas?"

*Smack*
He just slapped my ass in front of his friends. Yep, he was that crude and that much of a jerk. Still, as much as I wanted to slap him in front of everyone, that would probably just make me seem overly aggressive and didn't want to cause a scene. So instead, I gave him a push and said "You jerk."

But something happened and I laughed a bit afterwards. Maybe it was everyone's gaze or maybe I was being a bit playful with my approach.
 
I smirked as she pushed me and called me a jerk, with that playful smile sneaking through across her face. Was that a flirty glint in her eye as well? The big-tittied slut was enjoying herself, and the attention!

She didn't push me far, and I was right up beside her in an instant, bumping my hip against hers a little roughly, knocking her slightly off-balance; just enough for me to snake my arm behind her and grab her by her hip to catch her and pull her firmly into my grasp, mashing one of her huge tits against my side.

That felt nice.

I grabbed our bucket of beers, and guided her away from the crowd, holding her firmly by my side. "Don't get too jealous, fellas!" I called out as we left them behind, and I grabbed a big handful of her ass and squeezed hard, my fingers digging once more into her asscrack!
 
Maybe the push wasn't the smartest thing to do.

I found myself pushed back from the hip, but caught just in time by Tyler. His arm pulled me in close, smashing the left side of my chest against his side. He seemed delighted from having me this close and it was obvious then, from the rough ass grab he pulled again. We walked away and I was sure to look around, just to be sure that my brother wasn't able to see this.

"Okay, you can stop holding me now" I said, my hang prying his hand off of my backside "Where are we going anyway?"
 
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