Zooey

As I watch, she sits up, still engrossed in her screen, still with her back to me. She’s wearing a powder blue tank top, clinging tightly to her thin little torso. She’s on her knees, back arched, ass out as she rides her fingers.

Lucia

My fingers are interlocked with hers, our arms outstretched. My other hand rests on the small of her back. With her nod, I wrap my arm around her waist, careful not to touch her butt. Drawing from a confidence I do not feel, I pull her into me, so that our bodies are pressed together, so that her tits are squished against my chest.

The Gym Girl

I hoisted the bar into the air, let it drop to my chest. That’s when I realized two things. One, how being a spotter basically gives you license to ogle your partner, like he was doing to me now. And two, that as I looked up at him from the height of his knees, he was sporting what I could only describe as a massive bulge in his crotch.

Lucinda

She is doing a stretch, one knee up on the bench, other on the ground, leaning forward, extending her leg behind her. She looks at her knee like it’s in pain, but really, the position is to show off her ass, the butt-hugging blue-and-green-and-white fabric stretched taut and shiny, tight up in her crack.

Casey

“What?” I spun around. My cousin Tyler leaned on the rail next to me, smirking. “No, I was, uh... the, um...” I was blushing, embarrassed at being caught. On the prow below us, Casey and Monica were laying out on towels, sunbathing topless.

Addison

The dean leans forward to peer over his desk. Below her jacket she’s wearing bright green pants, made from a sporty fabric. They cling to her, couldn’t be any tighter if they were painted on, but they don’t seem out of line. Addison’s legs are crossed, and he meets her gaze, sees the rebelliousness in her expression, knows how she behaves when she gets that way.

Martin’s Mom

Footsteps come down the hallway, and I look up, hoping for some guidance here, something to get me back on my footing. But instead of Martin, stepping out is this absolutely gorgeous woman. She’s dressed plainly, just a t-shirt and yoga pants, but she’s tan and cute and her smile is inviting and her eyes are glowing.

Krissy

But it doesn’t come, and when I look up to see why not, my breath catches. Dan’s mom -- Krissy -- tugs on the white ribbons holding her wrap together, and no longer bound, it slips off her, falls to the cushion below. But it’s not the wrap I’m looking at, it’s Krissy herself, now clothed in nothing more than a string bikini.

Britney

I pull her arm away, look closer. “In what world do you think it’s acceptable to turn yourself into a slut?” I reach out, pinch her nipple before she can block me. I feel the metal barbell, pluck on it, pull on it, watch her tit bounce.

Return to Form (Summer Break, part 7)

As if on cue, the server appeared at their table, another cute, chesty young girl with large black-framed glasses. “Good evening, and welcome. My name’s Dani and I’ll be--” she stopped short, jaw dropping, then exclaimed “Mr Rubin?!”