The Bucket List Riley
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Riley was excited. Her first day on campus of a new year at Dimsville University. Her 21st birthday was also that first Friday, and she couldn't wait.
Not that Riley was a very big party girl, but her 21st birthday! Who couldn't party on that day!
Riley was pretty average. She was 5'8'' tall and weighed about 135 lbs. She was in great shape thanks to the volleyball team. She also had a nice figure. She had smaller than average boobs, but at a 34B they weren't tiny. It was her butt that got her the most attention. It wasn't huge by any means, but it wasn't small either at 36 inches. With blonde hair and brown eyes to top the whole look off, Riley was a knockout.
But just because she looked sexy, didn't mean she partook in anything of a sexual nature, except for the occasional stress relief of masturbation. It wasn't that she was a prude and believed one should wait until marriage, but she did believe that one should wait until they found the right person.
So a virgin she remained.
Amy was excited for classes to begin. She looked at her schedule and saw her business class was first. A little wind in her sails dissipated. That was by far her least favorite class this semester, but the college required it to all juniors for some reason.
She walked into class and her eyes got big. Ugh it was a lecture hall. Lecture classes were the worst! She sighed and blew a stray strand of her straw colored hair out of her face and sat in the back. Normally, she would have happily sat at the front of the class and enthusiastically raise her hand anytime the teacher asked a question, but this was not that class.
Her passion was actually for the studies of ancient cultures, specifically gypsies. But she would have to struggle through this boring class first.
Someone walked in and sat next to her. It took her a moment to realize just who it was. Her heart stopped in her chest for a moment and she could feel her cheeks turning red.
“Hey is anyone sitting here?” Michael asked.
“Hi Michael, no. No one is.” Riley said. She had a crush on David since freshman year. They had had several classes together and she even saved him from flunking out of one of them. He was sooo handsome and he was part of the DIK Fraternity. Oh, what she wouldn't do to let him take her.
“Oh, Riley! Hey, I didn’t recognize you from behind. You let your hair grow out.” He said.
“Yeah, I figured it would look better.” She said. He had mentioned he liked girls with longer hair last year and over the summer, even though her mother told her to cut it, she grew it out.
“It looks good. You have a birthday coming up right?” He asked.
She couldn’t believe it. He remembered her birthday was coming up! “Yeah… uh… yeah, I’m actually having a big party. It’s the big 2.1.”
“Oh, cool!”
“Would you like to come? I don’t know how many people are gonna be there. Brandy is actually planning it all.” OMG I sound like an idiot!
“Sure! When is it?”
OMG HE SAID YES! “Saturday night. I’ll write down the address for you.” She said grabbing a slip of paper.
Riley could have soared the rest of the day. The boy of her dreams just accepted an invite to her birthday party! The rest of her classes that day went by in a blur, until she got to her on campus house. When she opened the door she was greeted by a snobby looking redhead struggling with a suitcase up the stairs.
“Oh thank goodness they sent me someone to help with my bags.” The redhead said setting the suitcase down on the third step and standing up straight. Riley had one word to describe the redhead when she stood up and arched her back, and that word was tits. Not even breasts like she normally called them, no this redhead was all tits. “It goes to the last room on the left. Someone must have mistaken it for their room because there was already stuff in there but I moved that across the hall.”
“I’m not here to help you with your bags, this is my housing assignment, and that was MY stuff and MY room.” Riley said sounding exasperated.
“Oh, you are so pretty! Except you have a couple of split ends and your skin could use some care. And your butt is too big.” The redhead said running down the stairs and putting her arm around Riley, completely oblivious to the fact that she had just insulted her new housemate.
“I’m Andrea. Could you help me with this?” She asked motioning to the suitcase.
“Sure. Riley, by the way.” Riley said, internally sighing. She didn’t want the conflict, nor the drama.
"Ooooh we are gonna have sooooo much fun Riley!"
The room she had been downgraded too was much smaller, but it did have a nice view of the quad and so she decided to keep her mouth shut. Besides this pre-Madonna more than likely had twice the stuff she did.
She was just happy her friends two houses down were the ones throwing the party. She felt like if she had asked Andrea if they could have a party here, it would have been shut down unless the party was for the redhead herself.
The rest of the week flew just like that day had, and luckily her and Andrea’s class schedules weren’t in sync keeping the two girls pretty well separated. Seems that Andrea wasn't exactly a ditz like Riley had first thought. Seems she had just as much brains as she did boobs, but her first impression of her being a snob was right on the money. Luckily, any time Andrea wasn’t in class she was spending her time at the frat house down the street with her boyfriend, who Andrea told her almost anytime she could that he was in the DIK fraternity, so even when classes were out for the day, Riley had the house pretty much to herself. The one night that week Andrea had her boyfriend over to their house, Riley was able to slip out to her friends down the street to begin planning the big birthday bash.
Brandy and Kim were two of her best friends and had been since high school. Brandy was tall, standing near 6'4'' and had a body that was pretty stringy. That didn't mean she didn't have curves, as she was a pretty well balanced hourglass. Kim on the other hand was average height and had an average body.
“What theme did you want?” The blonde Brandy asked.
“I don’t know, do we have to go with a theme?” Riley raised an eyebrow.
“Of course! Everyone needs a theme for their 21st!” Brandy replied.
“Ooooh, what about a toga party!” The brunette Kim said excitedly.
“This isn’t the 70s, nor is it the movies.” Riley said, but the idea was tempting.
"A luau! We could dress up in coconut bras and grass skirts. Oooh we could get leis for everyone!” Brandy exclaimed.
“Oooh, I know a guy who could get us some sand we could put it in the dining room. They said they deliver, set up, and clean up for parties!” Kim replied.
We could set up some fake palm trees and get pineapple and coconut glasses for some nice mixed drinks.” Brandy said feeding off of Kim’s enthusiasm.
“Ooooh with little umbrellas!” Kim almost squealed.
Riley rolled her eyes. She loved these two and their crazy antics. Both had turned 21 at the end of last year and both had held amazing parties. She knew she was in good hands.
Friday things slowed to a crawl. Riley's classes were horribly boring and the only highlight of her day was seeing X in her business class. The two were definitely hitting it off nicely and he was extremely excited about her party.
After classes she went back to her house to collect her overnight bag. That night she had to return home to have her birthday with her mother. It wasn’t that she didn’t love her mother, and it wasn’t that she didn’t want to go home and see her; it was just that she had moved into her house on campus specifically to get away from home, plus she was excited for her party on Saturday
Driving the short drive to her house at the edge of town her mind began to wander. What would Michael ask to do to her when the night wound down.
Mmmm He would take me up to Brandy or Kim's room, or maybe we would walk back home, Andrea be damned. We would make out heavily, his hand would caress my butt. His other hand would play with my long hair. He would then ask me very politely if I wanted to have sex and of course I would very politely decline. After all, I don't want him to think I'm easy. But then maybe I'd offer him a blowjob. Yeah, a blowjob, that way he won't think I'm a prude either. I've never given one before. I wonder what it tastes like. I wonder how to do it right.
The image of her slowly kissing down his rock hard abs to his member, which Riley imagined to be pretty big, crept into her mind until a honking noise brought her back to the road and back to reality. She turned right at the light and drove the remaining three blocks home.
Riley's mother was a no nonsense kind of woman. Riley was raised in a very strict household and wasn’t allowed to stay out late or even drink before she was 21. Her mom even spent hours lecturing her about the dangers of drinking and how even when she did turn 21 she shouldn’t do it. Unbeknownst to her mother, she had drank plenty of times her freshman and sophomore year, albeit she never got super wild. She always remembered where she was and who she was with; that much of her mother’s speeches stayed with her.
As Riley climbed the steps her mom threw the door open and lunged at her daughter, pulling her into a big hug. She was the spitting image of her mother, except for one area, her mothers butt. It was ridiculous in size, or as Riley would say but never to her mom's face, redonkulous. She had once at a young age crept into her mothers room to see what size jeans she wore and was amazed to find she wore a 44, even though her waist was as skinny and fit as Riley's own.
“Happy birthday Birthday Girl!” She said.
“Mom… mom… MOM! There are people watching!” Riley replied.
“Oh fine. Come on in. I’ve got dinner all ready.”
The two ate and conversed about Riley's first week at school. Riley didn’t tell her mom about Michael. She knew her mom didn’t approve of any men unless she “planned to marry him one day.” But something seemed off to Riley. Her mom kept casting strange looks at her, as if she was looking for something, as if she was expecting something.
“Are you okay mom?” Riley finally asked.
“Yeah… yes. It’s just my little girl is all grown up. You know, just cause you are 21 doesn’t mean you have to go out and drink…”
“Ugh Mom… I know. You’ve been telling me about the dangers of alcohol and men for the last 11 years. Even when I still felt boys were grody and full of cooties. I will be fine Mom. Brandy and Kim will watch out for me like they always do.”
“Be sure to call me if you ever have any problems…” Her mom said and cast a strange worried look at her daughter.
“I’ll be fine Mom. I promise.” She replied.
The two cleaned up dinner and watched a chick flick. Halfway through the movie, her mother gave her the traditional birthday cherry pie.
That night before bed, her mom gave her a gift. It was a necklace with a blue sapphire that complimented her blue eyes so well.
“Thanks Mom. I love it!” She said.
“It was mine when I was in college. I stopped wearing it after your dad walked out on me.” She said and her eyes welled up in tears.
“Oh Mom.” The two girls shared a good cry session and then Riley climbed into her bed.
She was bushed. The entire week had worn her out, but she loved school and she loved her friends, even if her housemate was crazy and a big snob. She fell into a deep sleep.
This dream was like no other dream Riley had ever had.
OMG There's Michael.
"Hey Michael. Do you want to go back to my place?" Why do I sound like a slut? The party is still going on, why would we leave so early?
"Of course, I was thinking the same thing." Michael replied.
"We could, you know... have some fun." I sound like a ditz! Why do I sound like an airhead?
What am I wearing? Oh, a coconut bra and a grass skirt. Ohhhh I bet I can lei him.
Stop that! Just a blowjob!
MMmmmm but I want more!
No!
My room looks different, "How bout we get those pants off of you."
"Way ahead of you babe. Come here and suck on my dick."
NO This is all wrong! Where's the romance! Where's the making out!
OMG He's huge! That's gotta be 8 inches I don't know if I could fit that whole thing in my mouth!
Mmmmmm he smells so sweet, mmmm he tastes even sweeter!
No stop being such a cock hungry slut!
OMG I can fit more down my throat than I thought. My chin is smacking his balls.
"I'm gonna cum!"
"Mmmhmmmphmmm" Yes give me that nectar.
Fuck it tastes so good! Wait, what's happening. I can feel something. FUCK!
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"FUCK!" Riley screamed as she came herself awake. Her sheets were soaked with both sweat and her own juices. For as long as she could remember she had been a squirter. The first time she found out she had to also find out how to do laundry so her mom wouldn't find out. Looks like she'd have to do laundry again.
"That dream was so realistic..." Riley said climbing out of bed. She stopped a moment to pick the pink cotton panties out of her buttcrack and stretched. It was still dark out.
She stopped dead as she looked at herself in her full length mirror.
"Are my hips wider?" She turned to the side and saw not only were her hips a _little _wider, they looked enormous on her petite frame, and her butt looked as if someone had stuffed a pillow into her skin.
"What the fuck?"
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I wasn't really having a good time that night at the bar. Truth be told, I had been practically dragged out in the first place by my best friend Joe, who told me he was tired of me "sitting on (my) ass" every night "finding new ways to be boring." Quite frankly, if this is what qualified as being not boring, I'd rather be bored to tears. To begin with, I'm not much of a drinker, so leaving the house to go to place designed for buying and consuming alcohol made little sense to me. Additionally,...
By Haramiru - [email protected] http://haramiru.wordpress.com/ Disclaimer: This is an original work of erotic fantasy. No characters were consciously modelled after any actual people, or publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. Nonetheless, anything which may be construed as such are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media...
The Events Thus Far Morgan Le Fay is Merlin's ex-lover, cursed to jump bodies forever due to a past indiscretion. She's out to kill Merlin and break her curse, now that he's been reborn (see "Merlin's Magic Wang" for that story). Morgan is joined in this mission by her lust demon servant, Argyle. In the previous chapter, Morgan transferred into the body of a man who was trying to rape her. That's where we pick up. Part 2a: Leaving Las Vegas I woke up, reeking of...
Mick Johnson thought the World was a beautiful place. He sat in his chair on the deck, puffing peacefully on a cigarette and feeling the silky touch of the sea breeze on his chest. Michelle and Anna had taken Emily over to see the Dodger and the peace they left behind in their place was almost scary. He heard a car come up the drive and sighed to himself. Putting out his cigarette, he wondered why they were back so early. However the figure that rounded the corner of the house was way too...
It wasn’t just that, he suspected that magic was in play as his normal six-inch member had grown by a few inches and thickening, he also noted that his balls had gotten bigger and heavier and he had been producing larger amounts of sperm, even after masturbating a few times a day. He knew about puberty having gone few it in his second year, but this was something else. Part of him was scared another part was proud of his size and stamina. He stroked himself until he could feel his...
'Entertain' was the last hit in the alternative charts for Sleater-Kinney, who announced a 'permanent hiatus' soon after in July, 2006. It was a hard driving indictment of the business with a difficult skip beat and a great power riff on the bridge. It ended with a chant, sung over scratchy and discordant guitars. It was a personal favourite of Karen's who'd used Janet Weisz's drumming as a practice piece. Mick thought The Curse's cover of the song had a number of things going for...
When they cleared the tops of the trees, still rising, the ground below was beginning its incline to the pass into the next valley. Soon they sailed far above the pass and into the valley beyond, though they were still far below the tops of the mountain peaks all around. “This is incredible!” Mark shouted over the howl of the wind, for though they felt very little of it, Talia was deflecting a mighty blast of air. “I don’t even want to know how high up we are! How fast are we going?” “Every...
Shampoo grunted as she shifted one of the enormous cardboard boxes to the side. A fine cloud of dust kicked up into her face, and she let out a heavy cough. "So dusty!" she managed between wheezes, fanning the cloud away with her hand. "Great-grandmother, must clean attic now?" "I've told you before, Shampoo," Cologne answered from her perch atop her walking staff. The elderly Amazon hopped over, her staff making a loud clunk-clunk-clunk sound on the wooden floorboards. "A clean...
I was watching a special about Pharaohs of Egypt, and they began talking about one in particular that I found fascinating. They showed a statue Amenhotep IV and I was surprised to see wide hips, narrow waist, and what appeared to be female breasts, on what was supposed to be a male ruler. Well, needless to say, I could see the potential for telling a grand tale of a cursed mummy who transforms victims into female followers. The following is my attempt at entertaining you, and I do...
HumorIt was becoming known to the staff of the High Palace of Amrose not to investigate the grunts and groans that came from the cellars of the palace. No maid or footman wanted to come across the sight of the Prince Gonlon, naked and rutting against the servant girl. And especially the day before his marriage to a fair beauty from across the sea. Instead, they avoided the part of the cellar where the groaning was coming from and carried on with their business. If they had gone to look after the...
Fantasy & Sci-FiPart 2a: Leaving Las Vegas I woke up, reeking of sex, with a rock-hard, firm stomach. After several months of pregnancy, it was a relief not to be pregnant for a change. Argyle was sitting next to me, and had dressed me in my sleep. "How long was I out?", I asked. "Only an hour. You cut it close that time, though." I nodded, and looked into the back of the car. The infant and mother were there, still passed out. They'd probably both be groggy for at least a day. "Yeah, one...
Disclaimer: You really should be 18 to read this so scram if you aren't. Sorcerer's Curse By JR Parz Given he was an only child and raised by his rich aunt, money had never been an issue with him, therefore it didn't come to any great surprise when he decided to take the summer off after he graduated UMASS with a Master's degree. One evening while he was looking for a video to rent at Blockbuster Video, his attention was drawn to a pair of young blonde beauties standing by the...
Some like the SRU wizard. I've sort of spun up my own version - a gypsy woman named Madam Zelda. She is sometimes helpful, sometimes nasty, and always has some gender-bending effect. I hope you like it. (My first story, entitled Fraternity Drag Ball, featured Madam Zelda. Look for her in future stories. I like her style...) I do like feedback from readers. Leave comments, or e-mail me at [email protected] ***************************************************** The...
The Venus Curse By Lampwickxxx There was nothing in the mail for John that morning. But just as he was turning away from the door he heard a letter drop onto the mat. The postman must have forgotten it and turning back he saw a pink envelope lying on the mat. Picking it up he looked at the crisp black letters and his address. Opening it, he found a single piece of very fine paper inside, the border was gold and in old fashioned writing it had complete jargon. Metaphorsic Venus...
Michelle opened with a single 'G' note played through 24 bars at 4/4 time. For the last eight, Karen accompanied on the shakers and Mick came in right at the last as Karen cracked a double rim shot on her big floor toms. The intro to their first number had been revised, improvised and distorted out of recognition. It was all a suitable fanfare for the entry of the star, Anna Kuznetsova, in an outfit that looked sprayed on. The spot hit her as she clacked onto the stage with authority. She...
"C sharp?" The Dodger raised his eyebrows, "who plays in C sharp?" "I didn't write it," shrugged Mick. The Dodger kicked the stompbox at his feet. He tried the pedals - bass, treb, fuzz, wah/fuzz and something called a 'swell.' He pressed down the reverb pedal and strummed a C sharp chord. "Cool!" he said, "shall we start? Someone count me in?" The song started with just the bass and drums - only a little hi-hat, with the beat hammered out on the floor tom. The Dodger came in...
When Anna arrived home Michelle was pacing up and down with Emily in her arms. The baby was whimpering and Michelle was trying to jiggle her up and down. It was obvious she was distraught and she burst into tears as Anna entered the room. "Oh, God, Anna!" she cried, "Mick's gone... I've fucked up, really fucked up. I don't know what to do." "Mich, Mich! Give me Emmie, here?" She took the baby, "sit down, you want a shot?" "I shouldn't, I'm breastfeeding." "No matter. What...
1. What was I doing there? Was I really that stupid? If Steve hadn't asked me to be there, I wouldn't be, so, it was his fault, right? Gah... This was the first time in the history of history that two guys were breaking into a house to rectify a panty raid. Steve was tasked, by his sister, to break into Dean Garnet's house and steal back all the panties that Dean and his buddies had taken, which included Stephanie's (Stephanie being Steve's twin sister) and my own sister's (whose...
It's nothing new to me. I've been having same dream ever since my 18th birthday. At first it was only happening once a week, but now it’s happening every night. “Shit! I’m going to be late.” I shouted after looking at the time on my IPhone. You see today is the first day of the 19 years I've spent on this planet that I will be living alone. Well with my best friend. “Jaden, come downstairs right now.” My mom shouted from down stairs. “I'm coming mom.” I said in a nonchalant tone. You...