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Subject: Title story: "Stacy's folley" Author: missy 116353259
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Date: Mon, 03 Sep 2007 22:58:36 +0000
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Stacy lay on the dock with sweat dripping slowly down her coconut oil scented
body. She had been there several hours and had flipped from side to side and
reapplied the thick sweet smelling oil to her smooth bronzed skin frequently.
She loved the sound of the water and the boats going past as the burly fishermen
attempted to land the big one. She was only slightly self conscious about her
rounded figure in the scanty bikini since no one else was around her family's
private boat dock on a weekday. Stacy felt erotic and sexy laying there in the
presence of the few men who fished the lake and imagined them looking at her
lustfully. She grew drowsy and languid lying there with seldom a breeze blowing
across her hot skin to cool her. She allowed her fantasy to take her away and
began to feel her pussy swell with a gentle ache. Stacy turned over onto her
back and lay with her knees up to ensure she tanned the insides of her plump
thighs. It felt sexy like that, as if she were waiting for a man to mount her
missionary style. She closed her eyes and began to doze.
A fisherman trolled his boat close to the sleeping girl and began to cast his
lure around the dock. Stacy didnt awaken but it was apparent that she was in
the middle of a very pleasant dream. Watching her, the man began to feel
aroused. He could smell her from where he fished. She was a sexy combination of
sweet coconut and musky woman scent from her sweating and arousal. The man
began to sweat as well and took off his cap to wipe at his forhead. He didnt
take his eyes off Stacy though, he enjoyed looking at her parted thighs and
thinking about what he would like to do to her. He thought she was a rich
little slut laying out there distracting honest working men like himself. Women
should be covered up and in there place he thought. As his resentment and anger
grew, so did his cock. A plan began to form in his mind to teach this little
girl a lesson.
The man allowed one of his fishing weights to hit the dock near the sleeping
girl. Stacy jumped awake and gasped as she saw the big man looking at her. "Hey
little lady, sorry about that Im just doing some fishing. I didnt mean to
bother you." Stacy smiled shyly and sat there with her knees up and her arms
across her chest and abdomen in an effort to hide the soft baby fat she hadnt
ever shed despite being 21 years old. "Its okay, I was just about ready to go
in anyway." As she got up to gather her towel and oil the man said, "Hey would
you like to go for a boat ride? I feel bad scaring you that way, let me make it
up to you." Stacy ...
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