The Girl in the Mirror (Part 1) (Englisch) - Sexgeschichten

The Girl in the Mirror (Part 1) (Englisch)

... always getting drunk on church wine or running bingo games out of the basement.

So someone would be visiting twice a year. But Tami hadn't known that the first visit was today. "What"?

John Smithers looked at his wife. Tami's mother said, "Whoops. I forgot to tell her."

"Well, he'll be here at three thirty," John Smithers told his daughter. He looked around. "Fortunately the house looks presentable. The guy's name is Anthony Noyes and hopefully he won't be offended," he said, clearly just as peeved as he was last summer.

Tami closed her eyes and took a breath. She was willing to bet anything that this scholarship guy had been talking to the Dean. She was going to have to buck up and put on her proud nudist face once again. Even back at home on Christmas break she was not free of the clutches of the Dean and that dirty old man Henry Ross.

Well, she still had some hours left before this big meeting. Tami went back up to her room. She had been reassured by her mother that because of the boiler there would always be warmth so she could stay naked. Great. Actually, not so great. It was also not so great that all her clothes had been removed to some unknown place. All the drawers in her dresser were empty. So was the closet.

But there were still blankets on the bed . . .

Tami turned on the clock radio and snuggled under the covers, enjoying the sensuous feel of the soft fabric against her bare skin. Though it was warm in the room she acted as if it was ...

... freezing, burrowing under three heavy blankets, with just the top of her head peeking out. She looked out the window at the bare trees swaying outside. Clouds were rolling in and it was getting windy. She wondered what Rod was doing. Having an orgasm today maybe? She smiled. She knew that Jen was with her dad vacationing around the Caribbean. Probably sitting on a hot beach, her dark skin getting even darker.

Tami stretched out under the covers and then curled up again. She felt like a cat. A lazy, horny cat. Three days without an orgasm. Thinking of Rod and his fine, big, thick, silky dick, her hand went to her pussy. Within two seconds she was so wet that she could fit in three fingers, darting in and out, rubbing the clit on the way, rubbing, rubbing . . . Two minutes later the whole bed vibrated and then shook gently with little jolts. It was a nice, satisfying, relaxing little orgasm. Beneath the covers, the naked girl brought her hand up under her nose, smelling the fragrance of pussy juice that she realized for the first time smelled just like Jen's. . . With a smile on her face she drifted off to sleep . . .

The Unintentional Nudist VII: The Girl in the Mirror, Part 4

Tami was awakened simultaneously by two things: her father calling up to her room, and the clock radio. Curled up under the heavy blankets in her warm moist cocoon, she got her wits about her after a few seconds and it was easy to understand why her father sounded so impatient. "Tam! C'mon! The guy will ...