Cute pigtailed coed girl shows her petite shaved pussy

Elle wants to borrow him.
Chapter 4: Elle
Becky and I came into the room expecting to see a party in progress. The music was loud but there was only Will in the lounge chair guzzling a beer and Elle sitting at the table with a beer and snack bowl in front of her.
I asked Will Where are Jeannie and Tom?
Instead of answering Will just looked over at Elle. Three of us waited for her to say something. She let us wait and never did give me eye contact as she finally said Right after you two left Jeannie wanted to talk with Tom about tennis at the college level. With that answer she looked over at a closed bedroom door.
I could feel my face turning beet red as I turned to look at the closed door and realized the meaning of what Elle had just said. Tom was Elle s boyfriend but Jeannie had somehow convinced him to go with her into that bedroom for some erotic activity. And I thought of Jeannie as my almost girlfriend even though I had no right to those feelings. On top of everything else I felt competitive with Tom and hated the idea that the shit-ass was in there with my girl sort of.
Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Elle studying my reaction but as I turned to look at her she averted her eyes saying I don t want to just leave. I want to be here when he comes out of there. Then I became aware that Becky and Will were watching me too. I came up with my most intelligent response Fuck it! Let s party! That seemed to dissolve the tension in all of us and I headed to the kitchen for drinks.
When I made it back to the living room Becky was already chatting with the other two 18 year olds as if nothing was going on in the next room. While I handed out bottles of beer Becky beamed a broad smile at me and I was able to get my mind away from Jeannie remembering that I had just spent some quality time with Becky very high quality time. I was glad to see that Becky obviously enjoyed her experience with me. I was also glad that Will and Elle did not ask questions about our time alone.
Becky got Will to dance with her. She smiled at me over Will s shoulder and motioned toward Elle with her eyes. I obeyed and Elle agreed to dance with me but it was hard for me to see how anything could make Elle feel better. However she seemed to be ignoring what was going on with her boyfriend and actually talked with me a little without eye contact of course.
We kept the same partners for the next song which was a medium speed so we were doing a kind of swing step. I noticed that she was not shy about our bumping together a little bit and it was kind of fun. With her in that silk dress I couldn t help but notice that she was braless and I even arranged a couple of accidental chest bumps. The jiggle of her unsupported bosom felt really nice.
About the time I was looking forward to a slow dance the radio gods provided. She was not shy about letting those braless tits rub against my chest. I started to feel guilty and looked over at Becky but she smiled approvingly at me. I guess she thought I could pay a little attention to Elle and perk her up.
Before those guilt feelings surfaced again I let my hands drift to her waist and hips. This is one of the most sensual parts of the female body and she didn t seem to mind my touching her there during the dance. Elle was a tall beautiful girl with wide hips and a very small waist. With my hands on her silky waist I could just feel the hint of what resided a little lower.
What s wrong with me? This girl is only 18 and she s depressed about the activities of her boyfriend! Just hours ago I was nuts about Jeannie and within the last hour I had been with Becky and I really liked her. Jeannie had said that I didn t think very well when I had a hard-on but this was ridiculous.
Apparently Elle was a little uncomfortable with the intimacy of the dancing and asked to sit out the next one. Becky and Will joined us in conversation and snacking and Becky went to the kitchen for more beverages Hey we re almost out of beer! Will commented that the earlier accident with the cat and dog had left us a little short and he volunteered to make another beer run. I coughed up some cash for his trip and he was headed out the door.
The ever alert Becky commented Will wait a minute. You ve had more to drink than anybody. Let me drive. I want to use my driver s license anyway to prove to the store that I m a woman who can buy alcohol and not just a little girl. With that comment Becky turned to me with a big knowing grin. Read the rest of this entry »