Amy Coates went to the University of Downshire where she studied English at
Abbottsford and it was for her, like many girls of her age, a life defining
time.
She was in halls for the first year and she
shared with three other girls Carole Bean a tall, beautiful and kindly brunette girl, Alison Holmes, a skinny
braless girl with small yet beautifully formed tits and a bad case of OCD and Claire Jarvis a quiet busty brunette.
All four of the girls were studying English
in one form or another and apart from their studies they also had in common the
fact they were all natives of the Finchbottom Vale.
Claire was from Purplemere, Carole from
Childean, Alison from Finchbottom and
Amy from Shallowfield.
The friendship that resulted from, on the
face of it, 4 very different characters coming together, lasted for their
lifetimes and as they got on so well the four of them decided very early on to
rent a house between them for the second and third years.
Amy was five foot eight with long cascading
red hair, and a red bush.
She also had mesmerizing green eyes, a
heart melting smile, a gorgeous figure, substantial breasts and a pert arse,
all gracefully underpinned by stunning legs.
Out of all the girls Amy was the only one
of them who was had a boyfriend when they first met during fresher’s week.
Mark Sheridan was four years older than Amy
and had already been through University.
He was literally the boy next door for Amy
and she had loved him since she was 12 years old but because she was younger
and was a skinny tomboy with braces on her teeth she was invisible to him.
But in her haven beneath the comfort of her
duvet as her young fingers played with herself roughly she was dreaming of him
touching her.
She finally got him in the summer before
she went off to Abbottsford and she had him heart body and soul.
After dating for a month Mark went to stay
with his grandparents for two weeks and while he was away they began writing
love letters to each other via email and when he returned to Shallowfield they
made love for the first time, which was also her first time.
But once she had succumbed to him that
first time she wanted him all the time, he had created a monster, a beautiful,
sexy, large breasted slut monster.
She wanted to do it with him at every
opportunity, at any time and in any location and with Amy in Abbottsford and
Mark in Shallowfield Amy was severely rationed so when they did get together
she wanted as much of him as she could get.
And she would either travel home to
Shallowfield to get it or Mark would drive to Abbottsford to give it to her.
But they didn’t get together every week so
she made sure she got the full benefit of him when they did.
When he went next
door to Amy’s house he noticed her dad’s car wasn’t on the drive.
So he knocked on
the door but there was no reply, so he knocked again and was just about to give
up and go home when the door opened, though only a crack, and Amy peered around
the door at him.
“Hi babe, I was
beginning to think you weren’t in” he said
“Hello Mr
Sheridan” she said in a lispy Violet Elizabeth voice “Mummy and Daddy aren’t
here”
“Oh” he said and
then it dawned on him that little Amy wanted to role-play “perhaps I should
come in and wait”
“Yeth” she lisped
and opened the door.
As he closed the
door she stood in the hall with her red hair tied in pigtails and wearing her
old school uniform.
“Do you like my
uniform?” she asked as she stood pigeon toed in her stocking feet with her
hands behind her back.
“Yes you look
very pretty” he answered as he took his coat off.
“Would you like
to see my toys?” Amy asked
“Yes please” he
replied, “I think I’d like that”
“Come on then”
she said and darted upstairs.
As he followed
the giggling schoolgirl up the stairs it occurred to him that he’d never seen
her bedroom.
He reached the
top stair just in time to see Amy skip across the landing and into her room and
he quickly followed her, which was decorated pretty much exclusively in girlie
pink.
Amy was kneeling
on the bed bouncing up and down excitedly and as she bounced so did her
unfettered breasts.
“Would you like to see my cuddlies?” she
asked
“I can already see them,” he thought to
himself
“Yes I would” he replied and Amy turned
around and crawled along the bed towards the great pile of soft toys displayed
across her pillows affording him a great view of her navy blue knicker covered
arse.
“This one’s called Bunny, this one’s called
Henry” she said “and this one’s called Charlie”
“Oh I like Charlie’s” he said as he reached
around her and fondled her breasts through her blouse
“Oh Mr Sheridan, I don’t think mummy and
daddy would like you playing with my cuddlies like that” she said
“Well show me more cuddlies then” Mark
said, “what’s that one called right at the other end?”
He reluctantly let go of her tits as she
reached over to pick up a threadbare Tiger.
As she did so he reached under her little
plaid skirt and rolled her navy blue knickers off her buttocks.
“Oh Mr Sheridan” she said a second before
his fingers slipped into her creamy gash.
Amy with her face now buried in the mound of cuddlies moaned loudly as he
buried his fingers into her wetness.
He was perfectly positioned behind her,
where he could comfortably fiddle with her fanny with his right hand and
extricate his cock from his trousers with the left.
It wasn’t long before he brought the
naughty little schoolgirl to climax.
“Oh Mr Sheridan” she gasped minus the lisp.
He removed his fingers from her pink moist
pussy and going up the leg of her navy blue knickers he replaced them with his
cock.
“Ohhh Mr Sheridan” Amy said as he penetrated her. “That’s so naughty”
Her moans were stifled amongst the Teddy’s
as he skewered her syrupy quim.
As he shortened his stroke the bed started to squeak and the headboard began to
hit the wall before Amy screamed a loud muffled scream into her pile of
cuddly toys and a second later he erupted inside her and he thought to himself
that having Amy in her bed amidst
all the soft toys of her childhood was like taking her
innocence all over again.
