Christina Looks for a College Chapter 3
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As she opens it, she is taken back by the beauty that stands before her. Dawn is a tall blonde with a great body and currently only wearing a bath robe. Dawn steps forward into the room and closes the door behind her. She then pulls the knot on her robe and reveals her sexy body to Chris. Chris instantly turns as red as a sports car as she takes in the exposed skin and boldness that has presented itself to her. Dawn says that “I heard you through the wall and had to connect a face and body to...
Christina was sitting at her desk. She had managed to avoid Jordan all morning. Now it was time for him to leave and he was standing in front of her. "Five minutes," was all he said before leaving the department. Christina was torn about going to meet him, but she knew she really had no choice. After five minutes had passed, she got up and went down the hall to the shower room. Jordan was waiting for her and closed the door after she entered. "Take off her top and jeans and...
Disclaimer: This work is complete fiction, all made up. We all know the celebs don't act like this in real life. This is a fantasy after all. No offense is meant for those mentioned in this story. It was the night of the MTV music video awards and Christina Aguilera and Fred Durst had just finished singing together onstage. Everyone freaked of course because they are both from opposite sides in the music industry. Some of the most furious people to see this were Eminem and Carson Daly. It had...
I woke up naked being spooned by Christina. Her smooth arms held me tight against her. I turned around and woke her up with a kiss. She opened her eyes and kissed back before pushing my head down. I kiss down her body and slipped her pink panties off. I kissed up her thigh and edged closer towards her clitoris, this is how we spent most mornings. ‘No, my ass.’ I lifted her legs allowing me to lick her ass. Christina knew how turned on I got doing this, the humiliation of it. She pushed my...
I woke up naked being spooned by Christina. Her smooth arms held me tight against her. I turned around and woke her up with a kiss. She opened her eyes and kissed back before pushing my head down. I kiss down her body and slipped her pink panties off. I kissed up her thigh and edged closer towards her clitoris, this is how we spent most mornings. "No, my ass." I lifted her legs allowing me to lick her ass. Christina knew how turned on I got doing this, the humiliation of it. She pushed my...
CrossdressingChristina grew into a very sexy and well-endowed young teenager and even though she had a rather petite figure and height, she had a nice set of tits sitting high and rounded on her chest. I always enjoyed seeing how Christina would dress and one style of clothing she seemed to have a real like for was those tops that appear as though they're designed to cover up the woman's budding tits but in fact, the way the tops are low cut is specifically designed to showcase the woman's cleavage and...
Sloane sat at his desk and waited for Christina Ricci to enter his office. The 16 year old actress was there to audition for a role in his new movie. Sloane owned a production company in L.A. and he was making a new movie. He had put out the word that he was looking to cast the part of the younger sister in the movie and he hinted that he wanted Miss Ricci for the role. So she meeting with him to try out for the part. Christina knew that her friend Winona Ryder had the lead role in the film...
He drove into the black section of town until he came to s small store that sold sexy apparel. After parking, they got out and walked into the store, Jordan's arm around her waist holding he tight. No one was in the store except the female proprietor. Jordan introduced her as his cousin Maddie. She was about the same height as Christina but had wider hips and was definitely better endowed being at least a C cup or mayne a D. "Maddie. This is my new slut, Christina," he said. "I need...
The elevator opened and he glanced out and saw Christina. "Oh Christina," he called. "Can you help me put this tie on?" nodding to the one he was holding. "Sure Jordan," she replied stepping into the shower room. As she did, Jordan stepped up and closed the door, locking it. Turning back to Christina, he grabbed her by the throat and slammed her hard against the wall. "Listen slut. Today, you're mine and will do everything I say or I'll cut you badly," puling out a switchblade...
"Pedicure?!"I was alarmed. This had all been fun and very sexy, but a pedicure? That would mean I would be venturing in to the public, something I had previously barely even considered. Would I pass? Would I be ridiculed? Would I be verbally abused? Would I be physically abused? These were the things that crossed my mind at first. But then I considered a different scenario. Would I be hot? Would I be sexy? Would I be admired? Would I be whistled at? I started to become turned on. "Baby, I know...
CrossdressingChristina was relatively new to the office. She had worked there for just shy of a year when it all started. She was a gorgeous 27-year-old. Her dark brown eyes would trap you in them forever if you weren't careful. Her long blond hair was always perfectly straightened and fell just below her shoulder blades. She had a girl next door quality to her, innocent and sexier than she knew. Christina was tall, about 5'7" without her heels on, so she had long legs that went to her absolutely perfect...
CheatingChristina Would Be Nice By Tawney W Those days were amazing. I mean, what else was I supposed to do but live as Christina? I was just a kid then but still, I would study her clothes, her hair, and her make- up. I was always teased for being small and thin, but I used it to my advantage when it came to being Christina. It was about fifteen years ago when I was absolutely smitten by a little known actress named Christina Applegate. I remember thinking she was so pretty. She had...
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It had been a long night of driving, but for many the night was still young. I was ready to get out for a few minutes, stretch, enjoy the cool air outside. I pulled up to the destination for my current passenger: a bar that was a common drinking hole for the locals.I turned off my rideshare apps and got out to walk a bit. I peered into the open door of the bar and I had to rub my eyes, thinking my vision was affected by too much driving.Sure enough, what I saw is exactly what I had thought:...
I parked up near to the bank and we walked along the High street, heading for a pub to catch a crafty pint before our table was due. As we passed a little service alley that ran between the Royal Hotel and a jewellers, Christina grabbed me and pushed me in. Three steps into the alley and we were sufficiently in the shadows enough that anyone walking by the street - and there weren’t many people about - wouldn’t be able to see us clearly. The end of the alley was in darkness.“What’s going...
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Christina and I had been dating for nearly two years. Within six months into our relationship, I confessed that I enjoyed dressing in women’s clothing. She’d been more than accepting and encouraged me to indulge in this. She’d bought me bras, made me wear panties, painted my nails, and given me make overs. Seeing how horny it would make me turned her on even more so. I knew Christina was bi and so I felt my cross dressing probably helped to indulge her love for all things feminine. One day...
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Christina's New Life "I want you to have a go at playing this," she said as she put a new music score up in front of me on the piano. "Moonlight Sonata. It needs to be played with so much emotion and tenderness. I really do want to hear what you make of it." Like all of the piano pieces I played I had never heard of this before. My parents weren't rich and we didn't have a gramophone, but we did have a radio, which was always switched on to the light programme. They didn't play...
Too many times tonight guys on separate occasions tried to pick up Christina. But she was not interested she just wanted to drink alone and be with her thoughts of how unhappy she had been. The past few relationships she had did not last or ended in disaster and the last thing she wanted was to be with another guy at least tonight. On the other side of the bar this beautiful blonde who could have stepped off a sun-kissed California beach has been watching Christina and her continued...
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I stood in the shower thinking about what I could do. Was there really anyway I could trick Jill to let me fuck her? After 2 weeks I still hadnt come up with an answer. Of course my sister being naked all the time distracted me a lot. One day I told her to buy a dildo, and she did. So whenever I was to busy to have sex with her, I simply told her to masturbate in front of me with the dildo. But anyways, after a month I was at school I heard the most interesting thing. It made me think that...
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‘Pedicure?!’ I was alarmed. This had all been fun and very sexy, but a pedicure? That would mean I would be venturing in to the public, something I had previously barely even considered. Would I pass? Would I be ridiculed? Would I be verbally abused? Would I be physically abused? These were the things that crossed my mind at first. But then I considered a different scenario. Would I be hot? Would I be sexy? Would I be admired? Would I be whistled at? I started to become turned on. ‘Baby, I...
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Of many things is a life built. Together. Things like finding out that we loved the same music. Food. Lifestyle. We didn't leave the room until we left for home the next day. Our marriage day dinner was a delivery pizza and a liter of coke. We took our first shower together in that room, luxuriating in endless hot water and plenty of room to move and love. And dried off, we were back in bed. I forgot I ever knew a female form before Tina. Each touch of my fingers, lips, tongue, dick to her...
Okay, we got into a new routine. No, not an "I'm bored" routine, but rather an "I can't wait to get home to connect with my soulmate" routine. Yes, the afternoon swims were part of the routine. The exercise kept us both fit, and at forty, it would have been too easy to spread out, as many of my contemporaries and co-workers had done. Besides, I had a hundred and twenty pounds of incentive. Another part of the routine was the homework. I took an active part in Tina's education as I...
"Find the perfume" is a fun game when the playing field is seventeen, freshly bathed and giggly. It is soft, warm, tasty, and rife with sudden bursts of ecstasy, and at the end it is very difficult to discern the winner from the loser. In our case, you couldn't have slipped a business card between us when we went to sleep. In the morning I was drifting along between asleep and awake with outside light filtering into the room and the sound of Tina moving in the bathroom. The running water...
I was in trouble and didn't know it. The guys I talked to, they were like me, from various locales around the country, brought together for this job, so news of my happy circumstance with seventeen year old Tina was a matter of interest, and with my obvious happiness, a bit of good-natured ribbing, and I was rocking away happy in my ignorance. How ignorant? You'll see... Tuesday I got Tina out of school to meet me at the doctor's office. You see, student pilots need physicals, too. We...
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Tina was dressing in jeans, just right fit, and a long-sleeved dark blue cotton shirt that set her hair and face aglow. We pulled into Elise's driveway, got out, and knocked on the door. Brother-in-law Joe met us at the door. "Damn, Alan, she's a cutie. Hi, Tina, I'm Joe. Elise's husband. Ya'll come in!" We walked into the house, smelling the wonderful aromas of the foods I'd been raised on. "What's she doin, a pork roast?" I asked. "Smells like my grandma's," Tina said. Joe...
Oh, the horrors of Monday after vacation. When you like your job, Mondays aren't as dreadful. I liked my job. But I liked spending time with Tina more. She was about as excited about school as I was about work. I was positively reluctant to go out the door, even absent the freezing temperatures. Still, we did what we must. I arrived, finding that my boss was snowbound up north, half the crews didn't show up for similar reasons, and as the "responsible senior engineer" on site, I presided...
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We were scheduled to meet again for dinner before the concert. Tina had her blue dress. Navy blue. Her hair fairly glowed with that color. Makeup? A touch of perfume. This was a healthy young girl. I guess some misguided 'consultant' might've wanted to tone down her freckles and highlight something or emphasize something else, but what I saw standing before me when it was time to leave the room, that was perfection. Me? A guy in a suit. We met Cindy and Dan in the lobby. Cindy was...