The prevision was insane and Rachel was losing her mind ! She needed fucked, NOW ! All of her friend had been getting their brains banged out for old age and she was years behind on EVERYTHING ! She couldn't tell her upright friend, the town slattern, that she was absolutely TERRIFIED of having sex. Her bestie just wouldn't understand. So, Rachel did what any teenage girl under extreme peer pressure would do…. She pretended that she had been getting her mind banged out all along and prayed that no one would disclose her big secret.

Rachel had always thought of herself as ugly or a plain Jane but secretly dreamed of being a sex physical object that drove men insane. She envied the other girls around her. Rachel watched them rent command of the rooms they entered, in some way or another, and dreamed that it was her. She stood in forepart of the full length mirror in her bedroom, looking at her 15 year old body and dream of cock. Rachel ran her workforce down her naked physique, from her cervix and down through the valley of her huge DDD tit."You will never be a sex objective with these big asshole"Rachel said to herself as she lifted and jiggled her elephantine hammock of flesh on her chest. Her 5 pes 2 inch chassis was not often to look at and had never turned promontory, or so Rachel intellection of herself. In truth, Rachel is one of those"hometown smasher ”. She isn't a shoo-in model with a straight stomach and foresightful wooden leg. She has some bender, in all the rectify places… Her breasts are a stunning 34 DDD on such a short bod. Her body just screamed,"FUCK ME ”, wherever she went. Her chestnut hair hung past her berm, in all these cute curlicue, just SCREAMING to be pulled. Rachel has the eccentric of haircloth that every man pictures grabbing a handful of. Leading those burnished aristocratical doe eyes around by a good fistful of that hair…. Then you slide your starving gaze past those"fuck me"eyes to see those most beautiful set of rim ! Rachel's sassing are those slightly fully, yet voiced and soft, kiss for hours, rim. She does bear the bad habit of mindlessly biting her lowly lip, in that tedious"feed me your cock"kind of way. Rachel sees herself and rolls her eyes. She doesn't recollect anyone complaining about it but hates doing it.

Rachel slowly starts trailing her tiny finger's breadth down through her valley of her delicious DDD's, giving her pelt cold chills. She continued down, slowly following her hands with her eyes, as she floated her fingertips down the battlefront of her soundbox. She reached her belly button,"paunch buttons are such a useless and slimy waste of skin ”, Rachel muttered as she traced the round opening that is her"innie ”. Her teenage belly had always bothered her. She rubbed both of her hands across the replete length of her slightly overweight belly and view of those extra 20 British pound sterling she felt like she was carrying around. Rachel really only had plenty system of weights to just curve those hips out, just enough, to shout out"GRAB HERE !"

"Maybe one day I will be slim enough to attract a big putz ?"Rachel asked herself out loud. She very lightly traced her hip clappers and closed her eyes. She daydreamed about being grabbed by her coxa, and fucked from behind, as her nipples suddenly came to life. It was the first sentence she had noticed an ache in her nipple and she decided to desolate her self-loathing geographic expedition in favour of a few agile twists and pinches of her mamilla. Rachel's nipple were not round, like all the other one she had seen, but more stretch and boy were they sensitive ! She discovered quickly, that her teenage nips were much happier with collar and tug than gentle contact. After she tugged respective times, she felt this foreign warmheartedness and tingle coming from her pussy.

She had explored her pussy many times over the age and had experimented with rubbing up and down on the outer sass and on that strange bump in the nub. Rachel discovered the opening, to her tight Virgo the Virgin pussycat, many years ago but never understood its lawful intent. Over the twelvemonth, she had watched her ally get fucked, so she knew the general function but nil had happened when she explored there. Rachel had even used random objects, to try to click her virgin pussy and simulate sex…. But her pussy gave no answer back and that delicate heyday wouldn't open its stiff scuttle for anything. The affectionateness and tingle in her pussy was completely new to her and startling.

Rachel made a quick decision to take it a step further and see if her pussy would respond like her medium pap just had. She opened her innocent infant drab eyes and took a deep breather,"Here goes goose egg"she said as she exhaled and watched her Pres Young hands slide down her body until she reached her furry pussycat pitcher. Rachel slid her tiny easy hand into the waistline of her panties and couldn't help but stare at the sparkling unicorn that covered her little pitcher. It was smiling up at her, telling her to keep going. As her hand began to slowly rub up and down on her Virgin outer lips, she became disappointed that lovingness and tingle that she had just felt, was slowly slipping away. Rachel worked her unseasoned fingerbreadth inside her slightly swollen kitty-cat lips and tried rubbing on that swelling in the middle. nix ! ! She began to rub harder and change directions and she was rewarded with zip still.

Rachel's teenage learning ability couldn't understand why it didn't spirit sound. Where was all this wetness that everyone was always talking about ? Her pitiful pussy had no answer to anything she did ! She tried everything she could think of and was only getting frustrated. She tried to snake a finger inside her sex cakehole, hoping to experience something there. Rachel was, again, defeated. Her"aphrodisiacal situation"was tender and spongy feeling but that wasn't anything sex and it produced no different feel of any kind. Her shoulders slumped in letdown and, without realizing it, her throat made a recondite and angry growl as she yanked her hand out of her precious little panties. There was that poor fish unicorn again, just smiling at her from that useless pussy heap."I swear I am broken !"Rachel exclaimed as she yanked her leggings off her bed and began putting them on. Oh well. Rachel began to slide into zombi modal value ( mindlessly completing daily project ) as she got make for school. Her mind drifted to Josh and all the thing she could guess him doing to her.

Little did Rachel know, that was the day that her aliveness would change… forever .