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It was day two of figure drawing, and I couldn’t wait. After my experience with James yesterday, I had high expectations. My pussy was throbbing at the thought of him. When I came into the class, my eyes scanned the room for him, for his striking eyes and his muscular build. He was nowhere in sight. I was a little disappointed when I was assigned a female model. Don’t get me wrong, I find beauty in all human forms, but there’s nothing like a young man’s body. The girl was named Alana. She was petite, maybe 5’4, with short blonde hair and big brown eyes. She looked very sweet, the kind of girl that you wanted to hold in your arms like a child. We introduced ourselves and she said she was twenty, although she looked more like sixteen. She’d been in the modeling business since she was fifteen, and this was her first time doing nude modeling, although she didn’t seem the least bit shy about it. She undressed to reveal perky B cup breasts, a cute round ass, and a smooth shaven pussy. She giggled as her clothes fell to the ground bahis siteleri in a pile. I posed her with her body at a slight angle, one arm draped over her head, the other by her side. She looked innocent and sexy all at the same time. I began sketching, not very enthused because my fuck buddy hadn’t showed up. I glanced up at Alana. She had her eyes closed with a little smile on her face, basking in the light, enjoying the attention. The hour had passed and I packed my things. She dressed again, wearing tight blue jeans that made her ass look amazing, and a low cut white tank top. She waltzed over to me with her hands in her pockets. “Well, that was fun,” she said. “Now that you’ve seen me naked, maybe I can see you naked some time?” She winked cutely. The flirt in me said, “Oh, I think we can arrange something,” and giggled. She giggled back and embraced me in a hug, close enough that our breasts were squished together. She held me longer than I would’ve wanted. When she finally pulled away, she smiled and wiggled canlı bahis siteleri her fingers at me like a schoolgirl. The day passed as usual, and I decided I wanted to go out and find someone to hookup with to satisfy my horniness. I prepared for the night by putting on my little black dress with the pink lace strap. It was tight, short, and hugged all my curves. I did my hair in a messy wave do, put on my makeup, my favourite perfume, and my “fuck-me” heels, and set out for the club. I strutted in and immediately ordered a cocktail. I scanned the room for a potential one-night stand. No one really caught my attention. I ordered another drink and leaned back on my seat. Suddenly, I felt two dainty hands over my eyes. “Guess who?” she giggled, and spun me around. “Hiii!” Alana said, as if we were best friends who hadn’t seen each other in years. She kissed me on the cheek lightly and smiled. She was wearing a tight, hot pink dress with sequins. She also wore tights that made her lean legs look amazing. Her gold canlı bahis hair fell in curls over her shoulders. “Hey, girl, what are you up to?” I replied. “Oh, you know, just here to have a little fun! What about you?” “Looking for someone to have some fun with, if you know what I mean,” I said slyly. “Well, I have a feeling you’ll find someone.” She winked again. She sat down next to me and ordered a margarita, and the same one for me. We chatted for a while, then a great, upbeat song started playing. “Oh, let’s dance! I love this song!” She grabbed my hands and led me to the dance floor. By this point we were both tipsy and ready for some fun. She started shaking her ass and running her hands up and down her body, keeping her eyes on me the whole time. A random guy started grinding on me, but she wouldn’t have that. She went in front of me and ground her ass into me. I was sandwiched between her and the guy. She ground her butt into me, rotating her hips to the beat of the music. The song ended and the man walked away. Another song started and she circled around me and ground on me from behind. Our bodies writhed together, my ass grinding against her pussy. She put her hands on my hips as I lifted my arms over my head and draped them around her neck.

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