KISSES OF A BAD BOY - Episode 1

penking (54)in #shortstory • 7 years ago (edited)

It was a Friday night. Myself and the girls had had a long and horrible week so we decided that it was time to take a break and taste the good things of life. We had just completed our semester exams and our bones were still aching and cringing due to ruthless maltreatment the poor things had been subjected to on top of the hard wooden benches of the University lecture halls as we treated ourselves to endless night classes in preparation for our exams.

Worst of all, we coudn't even complain as our lecturers kept drumming into our ears even in the middle of exams about how it is not a 'child's play' to become a pharmacist.
The exams had lasted for two weeks and the experience was everything between thunder and lightning.

However, it was all over now and we didn't care what the result would look like. We just wanted to have fun.
I dressed in a blue cropped top and a bumshort which generously revealed my cleavages. I sure had a handful of them and I never hesitated in using every single opportunity to flaunt them to the world.

My two friends were not as thick as I was but they didn't look bad either. Jane was very beautiful with skin which was as smooth as a lobster's shell. One would almost think she was routinely scrubbed with a sculpture spoon. Her eyes were immaculate white and could pierce into the deepest recesses of a man's soul. She did have a wonderful diction. And Ooh! Every single second, I envied her because of this. She sounded British and it was genuine, without any iota of fakeness. But me? Well let's not go there. For one thing, I sure had my own strengths. I was thick!

Tracy was at the other spectrum. She was quite skinny, ebony black but beautiful. Her breasts were what I envied in her. How could a girl have voluptous breasts which still stood high and pointed like Eidel Towers. They were also very soft. They made me want to touch her everytime. But Hey! I am not a lesbian. I just enjoyed playfully touching Tracy's breast because they were soft and supple.

Tracy also knew a lot of rich guys and she promised to call one of them to take us out. We had waited infront of the University gate for only a few minutes when we saw a Rolls Royce pull over...........

(To be continued)