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25rob1985 · 06-24-2008, 01:11 PM

this is my first storie of many i hope so feedback would be nice please

Let me introduce you to Katherine Turner, KT to everyone that knows her and, from this point on, to us. KT is the apple of her parents eye, a straight A student. She had her pick of universities to go to and, with hardly a second thought, decided to follow her older brother.

Now, at the end of her first week at university (Fresher's week) she was getting ready for a good night out. She wasn't just happy for her new found freedom, she revelled in it. The first thing she'd done when she had her own money was go out and get herself a whole new wardrobe. No longer would she be tied to reserved 'fuddy-duddy' clothing. Her cupboards were filled, now, with miniskirts, microskirts, bood-tubes, crop-tops, minidresses, shear tops, net dresses, g-strings and bras that barely covered her nipples.

She'd had a good week, made a bunch of new friends and was quite happy with everyone on her floor of the hall she lived in. They all seemed like pretty good people. Tonight though she intended to go out with a group of guys she'd met mid week. They were a couple of years older than her, about to go through thier final year (much like her brother) but what she liked most about them was that they were so much more entertaining; they knew more of the off-the-beaten-track places and seemed to be able to get a lock-in wherever they went. They were fun!

Tonight she wanted to have a lot of fun. After showering and towelling off she picked out the outfit she intended to wear. A light, white cotton miniskirt and a matching crop-top. She put them on then surveyed herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw. Turning around she bent over, watching her reflection, to see how far she dared go before exposing herself, it wasn't far, before turning back and lifting her skirt to check her bush. She'd trimmed it nicely. It wasn't visible through the delicate cloth.. Finally she raised her arms slowly to see how far she could go before her nipples were revealed. She was both relieved and frustrated to find she had to raise her arms pretty high to really expose herself.

As she left her room her heart was in her mouth. She'd never been this exposed. She could feel the fetid air from the halls stroking her breasts and pussy. For an instant she thought about going back in to dress properly, or at least put some underwear on, but managed to convince herself she really wanted to do this.

Down five flights of stairs and she emerged into the night air. Even the light breeze out there lifted her skirt, hammering home to her just how frivelous a choice of clothing this really was. She flattened it down and glanced around, making sure noone had seen her, before scooting off to the pub.

The guys were there, waiting eagerly for her, and each gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as she arrived. They had a table ready and Terry practically ran to the bar to get her a drink. For a while they sat chatting, drinking, joking and having fun. They played pool, KT very nervously - it wasn't something she'd really played before, and she couldn't bend to take a shot. Occasionally the jukebox would play a track she loved and she'd drag one of the guys up to dance with her.

to be continued......

06-24-2008, 01:11 PM	#1
25rob1985 getDare Sweetheart Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 265	Kt Part 1 [Fiction] this is my first storie of many i hope so feedback would be nice please Let me introduce you to Katherine Turner, KT to everyone that knows her and, from this point on, to us. KT is the apple of her parents eye, a straight A student. She had her pick of universities to go to and, with hardly a second thought, decided to follow her older brother. Now, at the end of her first week at university (Fresher's week) she was getting ready for a good night out. She wasn't just happy for her new found freedom, she revelled in it. The first thing she'd done when she had her own money was go out and get herself a whole new wardrobe. No longer would she be tied to reserved 'fuddy-duddy' clothing. Her cupboards were filled, now, with miniskirts, microskirts, bood-tubes, crop-tops, minidresses, shear tops, net dresses, g-strings and bras that barely covered her nipples. She'd had a good week, made a bunch of new friends and was quite happy with everyone on her floor of the hall she lived in. They all seemed like pretty good people. Tonight though she intended to go out with a group of guys she'd met mid week. They were a couple of years older than her, about to go through thier final year (much like her brother) but what she liked most about them was that they were so much more entertaining; they knew more of the off-the-beaten-track places and seemed to be able to get a lock-in wherever they went. They were fun! Tonight she wanted to have a lot of fun. After showering and towelling off she picked out the outfit she intended to wear. A light, white cotton miniskirt and a matching crop-top. She put them on then surveyed herself in the mirror. She liked what she saw. Turning around she bent over, watching her reflection, to see how far she dared go before exposing herself, it wasn't far, before turning back and lifting her skirt to check her bush. She'd trimmed it nicely. It wasn't visible through the delicate cloth.. Finally she raised her arms slowly to see how far she could go before her nipples were revealed. She was both relieved and frustrated to find she had to raise her arms pretty high to really expose herself. As she left her room her heart was in her mouth. She'd never been this exposed. She could feel the fetid air from the halls stroking her breasts and pussy. For an instant she thought about going back in to dress properly, or at least put some underwear on, but managed to convince herself she really wanted to do this. Down five flights of stairs and she emerged into the night air. Even the light breeze out there lifted her skirt, hammering home to her just how frivelous a choice of clothing this really was. She flattened it down and glanced around, making sure noone had seen her, before scooting off to the pub. The guys were there, waiting eagerly for her, and each gave her a quick kiss on the cheek as she arrived. They had a table ready and Terry practically ran to the bar to get her a drink. For a while they sat chatting, drinking, joking and having fun. They played pool, KT very nervously - it wasn't something she'd really played before, and she couldn't bend to take a shot. Occasionally the jukebox would play a track she loved and she'd drag one of the guys up to dance with her. to be continued......