1. Miss Texas Contestant 2015


    Date: 6/8/2015, Categories: Fantasy, Author: horny fox, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

    white, fluffy towels are in a small closet, piled high on the shelves. The shower is large, the glass door partially open. She shut the bathroom door behind her, locking it. She leans over the edge of the marble tub, plugged the drain, and started a bath, adjusting the water to be quite warm, but not hot. She turned back to counter, looking herself over in the mirror. She caressed her body, her hands tracing up the curve of her sides and over her breasts – they average size, with soft pink areolaes that barely stood out on her white skin. Her nipples are tiny and usually unresponsive, they did not perk at her touch. She studied her face, taking in the naturally dark lips that had formed a small smile that always bordered on a smirk. Her eyes were a blue-green and her face is flushed. Anticipation and nerves, she supposed. Her hair is long and wavy, curling at the tips which hung by her breasts. She is a brunette. The room is beginning to steam from the bath as she turned, looking at herself in profile. The stretch marks on her hips and breasts were faint on her fair skin, but mildly noticeable. Her breasts barely protruded past her stomach, which is flat and soft. She turns more, so she can see her butt in the mirror. She flexed her legs, pleased at the way her ass bounces and moves. For a young woman, she has an awesome butt. She looks down, taking in her legs which cannot be seen over the counter. Her feet are small and dainty, leading to her ankles. Her calves are ...
    tapered, and grew wider as her eyes traveled up her leg, tucking in at the knee and leading to her thighs. She ran her hands over her legs, her thighs are white, pressing together tightly when she stood with her ankles together. As her hands ran up her thighs, Her left hand dipped between her thighs and met her mound, slowly stroking the thick bush of hair. She smiled, tugging lightly at the hair that had taken weeks for her to grow out. Her smile turned into a grin as she realized that she is probably one of the very few girls at her university that had a full bush. She turned to the water, which is filling a third of the tub. Grabbing a bottle from her bag, she poured bath soaps into the running water, watching it bubble instantly. She added a fizzing crystal that she had stolen from a gift basket at some point. This was all about her, she had decided – she was in a luxurious penthouse and she is going to have a luxurious bath. She hoped it would calm her nerves, too. Using the hair tie that was always on her wrist, she pulled her hair up into a high ponytail, hoping to keep it out the bath water. She doubled up the tail, making a bun that hung to her ears. Sufficient, she thought. She laid out her soaps, razor, and polish on the edge of the bath, hanging the poof on the water knobs. The water filled half the tub and she stepped in, letting her feet adjust to the sudden onslaught of heat. She sat down slowly as her body acclimated to the heat; she enjoyed watching the water level ...
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