Sex historias

There she was, running the track again in those short very tight fitting sex historias and sports bra. She was the biggest flirt around always teasing guys with her skimpy clothes.

We were doing tackling practice and I was staring at her running past us. Little did I know it was my turn to get tackled. I may be 6 foot 4 but when your standing flatfooted with one hand down your pants being tackled really hurts. After training she came up to me to say hello.

She asked doing her beautiful blonde hair into a pig tail. Hey Nikki, yeah not too bad. I started to shake, she was soo hot. Nikki was my next door neighbour, we used to hang out as kids but when we mad high school she got sexy and lost interest in me. Will you walk home with me Smitty? We got walking and I could tell a few of my footy mates were excited for me.

When we got to her house she asked if I wanted to come in for a while. I asked if here parents were home and she said the wont get back till late. I complied and walked behind her, her shorts had rode up and I got a great view of that sex ass of hers. I guess this would be a great time to describe her.

When I was eighteen years old I was still living at home, saving up a bit of money before I moved out of town to go to university. I had taken the year off after graduating high school, working as a hostess in a restaurant a few nights a week. My job gave me plenty of free time during the day, something that I valued greatly as spring led into summer. Although I’ve fluctuated a few pounds here and there over the years, my body is very much the same now as it was then, over twelve years earlier. I was very petite, standing about five-foot-two and weighing not much more than a hundred pounds. I didn’t exercise at all actually added weight to my hips and my breasts in a way that most of the guys I’ve been with actually seemed to prefer.