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I arrived at the beauty academy at mid-afternoon. It was exclusive and very private-my mother had paid a fortune to have her sweet little, sixteen-year-old, future cover girl get a week's worth of training in professional modeling, fashion and makeup. The academy was located in a sprawling mansion in the hills of L.A., and once through the guarded gates, I was escorted into the office of the director, a woman named Tia. As I waited for her, I looked out a large picture window down onto a huge swimming pool. A handful of girls lay soaking up the sun or swimming in the blue water-all beautiful, all nude. "Hello, Angela. Welcome. I'm Tia." I turned at the sound and gasped at her beauty. She walked toward me wearing a long, transparent open robe. It was baby blue and flowed around her like smoke. On her elegant feet were high-heeled sandals, her toenails painted midnight black. Other than that, she was naked. Her breasts were perfect melon-shaped globes with small, pink nipples-her pussy was shaved, leaving only a trace of close-trimmed pubic hair extending in a thin line up from the top of her slit. The mons was puffy and bulged out to form a classic coffee bean oval with a delicate slit marking the entrance. Her legs were long and slim, and she moved with the grace of a dancer. I stood with my mouth open at the sight. "I hope you're not shocked by my appearance," Tia said, "but we take a very open, free approach to beauty and our bodies. We encourage you to express yourself through your body-explore it and enjoy it, and realize that others want to explore and enjoy it too." She stopped in front of me, extending her hand to caress my cheek. "You are absolutely stunning, Angela." "Thank you," I managed to whisper, still overcome by her gorgeous form. Tia ran her hand down my neck, across my shoulder and along my bare arm sending electric sparks through me with her gentle touch. "We're going to work you hard this coming week, Angela. By next Sunday, you'll be ready to take on the boardwalks of all the fashion centers. I'm sure it won't be long before everyone will see your lovely face and exquisite body looking back from the covers of every fashion magazines. "I hope so," I said with an eager smile. She took my hand leading me to the window. "The work will be hard but there'll be plenty of time to play. We have a disco room in the basement to dance the night away; our pool you see before you, and there are other delicious surprises to make your stay orgasmic. Don't let the stress of this week build up-learn to control it and have fun. There's a wonderful massage and exercise program, and of course we encourage relieving stress through sex-I hope you masturbate because we want you to do it often. If you like to use toys, we have all shapes and sizes--just ask. Pleasing yourself or your lover puts a warm glow on your face and makes you look even more beautiful. You'll find that most of the girls here are either lesbian or bisexual, and the ones that aren't are very curious. So make friends and have fun. When it comes to sex, our rule is: coming is becoming." I looked down at the pool again and noticed a young girl, maybe fourteen or fifteen. She was naked, floating on her back on a raft. A second equally young girl was hanging off the end of the raft between her friend's legs casually playing with her pussy. I felt a tingle of arousal at the erotic sight of the two nymphs enjoying each other-I had already experimented with lesbianism at school and loved it. I couldn't wait to find another girl to play with. Tia stroked my hair. "You're going to do beautifully," she said with a sweet smile. Then she leaned forward placing a soft kiss on my lips. The fresh smell of her hair and skin, and the delicious taste of her lips made my legs go weak and my pulse race. I realized I have never been so horny in my life. "Now let me have my assistant, Marie, show you to your room." Tia turned and went to her desk, the transparent gown hiding nothing. I watched her beautiful bottom, totally void of any tan lines, as she walked away. Knowing that my eyes were on her, she spread her legs slightly as she bent over her desk to use the intercom, giving me a revealing glimpse of her sex peeking out from between her legs. In a moment, a girl opened the door and smiled at me. "Hi, Angela, I'm Marie." She held out her hand and I took it. "I'm gonna help you get settled in." As she led me out, Tia said, "You two have fun." I guessed Marie to be about twenty. She was a cute, petite blond with mountain lake blue eyes, bee sting lips and a smile that made my pussy water. She wore a pink spaghetti-string tank top that hid little of her small, perk breasts and nipples. She had on a thong bikini bottom; the back was nothing more than a string running between her firm ass cheeks. On her small, delicate feet were high-heeled sandals--her toenails screamed cherry red, and I immediately wanted to suck them. Marie led me through the main building to a long hallway with rooms on each side. My room was one of a number of small apartments on the ground floor looking out to the pool and gardens. "So what do you think?" she asked, once she had closed the door and we were alone. "It's wonderful," I said, taking it all in. There was a king size bed with blood red satin sheets and a mirror on the ceiling. A Jacuzzi-tub combination dominated the bath and a huge double-headed shower was next to it "Roomy enough for two or more," she said, opening the shower door. "Sounds tasty," I said. I went to the sliding glass doors that looked out toward the pool and opened them to let in the cool, late afternoon breeze. I heard laugher from the pool area. A group of girls had started a water volley ball game. "Everyone sounds like they're having so much fun," I said. Then I noticed there were no curtains. "What about privacy?" I asked. "No need," Marie said smiling. "Tia likes it that way--breaks down your inhibitions-it's part of the training." She stood beside me, taking my hand, intertwining our fingers. "It also makes for some very erotic evenings." "What do you mean?" I asked, enjoying the intimacy of her touch and the fresh flower fragrance of her body so close. "Well, you can stroll along the walk just outside the apartments at night and pretty much see everything that goes on inside. And believe me, a lot goes on." She giggled, squeezing my hand. "Interesting," I said. I always had a little voyeurism in me and felt a tingle at the thought of watching the other girls having sex. "If someone's glass door is closed," Marie said, "you can watch all you want, but if the door is open, that's an invitation to join in if you like." "Do you join in?" I asked. "Of course, silly," she said with a giggle. "Can you think of anything more fun than sex?" I put my finger to my chin, pretending to ponder her question. "How about sex with chocolate on it?" "Wow, my kind of girl," Marie said, and we both laughed. "I can't wait to take an after-dark stroll," I said, feeling my crotch go moist. "Yes, but first there's the disco," Marie said. "Tia mentioned that it was in the basement." "It's where all the fun begins. Everyone comes ready to party. It gets pretty wild, especially if we play Lickety Split." "What's that?" "Trust me, you don't want to miss it." Then she took both my hands, saying, "I've got to go check on some of the other new girls." "You really have to?" I said with a pout, wanting to find out what those cute little toes tasted like. And all the rest of her too. "I wish I didn't have to, but it's my job," she said, pulling me to her. Looking deep into my eyes, she ran the tip of her tongue across my lips. "I'd much rather stay here and play with you." Then she kissed me softly. I kissed her back and then said, "Will you be my date at the disco?" "I was hoping you'd ask," Marie said, lightly pressing her breasts into mine. "I'll come get you at eight." Then she headed for the door. My heart raced watching her tight little ass as she walked away-the string thong hiding nothing. Just before she opened the door, she turned, struck a sexy pose and hooked a finger under the seam of her bikini. Pulling it aside, she showed me her saved pussy. "Here's something for you to think about until tonight, Angela." I trembled, wanting to rush to her and bury my face between her legs, tasting what she offered. But before I could she was out the door and gone. Such a tease! My knees were weak as I collapsed onto the bed. With the vision of her beautiful sex in my mind, I plunged my hand into my jeans shoving two fingers into my wet hole. I pinched my nipple with my other hand, fingering myself in a frenzy until I rocked with a massive orgasm. As I opened my eyes, I looked up into the mirror over the bed. Seeing my face flushed with sex, my back arched, and my hands working furiously, a second and then a third orgasm swept over me. I couldn't wait to look up at that mirror later and watch the two of us making love. Just the thought of it sent me into one more sweet orgasm. Once my chest stopped heaving and my pussy relaxed its grip on my fingers, I brought them to my mouth. Next to coming, the best part of masturbating was tasting my cum. I moaned as I licked off the warm honey. Savoring it for a moment, I slowly swallowed it into my still-quivering tummy. With my hand back inside my jeans and two fingers nice and snug up inside the warmth of my pussy, I closed my eyes and drifted into a deep sleep filled with dreams of fucking Marie. * * * When I awoke, I staggered into the bathroom and turned on the shower. I stayed a long time under the hot water, working my soapy hands between my legs and over my nipples. I lathered up my ass and put my finger deep inside getting my rectum squeaky-clean. I adored having it licked and sucked, and I wanted it perfect for Marie. After I blow-dried my short black hair, I slipped on a thin cotton spring dress. It had a low cut top that showed a tiny bit of light brown areola-the seam rested on my nipples. And it was very short--barely covering my ass and crotch. I pulled a pair of pink bikini panties out of my bag and slid them on. They were a size too small and felt good hugging my pussy and bottom. A thin gold necklace and my high-heeled sandals finished the job. I stood in front of the mirror smiling at the results-long neck, bare arms and shoulders, lots of tits, and endless legs with just a hint of pink lace where they met. I might as well have been naked-exactly the effect I wanted. If this didn't scream "I wanna fuck", nothing would. At exactly eight, there was a knock on my door. I opened it and took in a deep breath. Marie was wearing a little black dress that looked painted on. It was low cut and very short-her long bare legs flowed out of it ending in a pair of sexy spiked heels. Around her neck was a black choker with a little gold heart hanging from it. "You're adorable," I said breathlessly. She smiled broadly and slowly turned around giving me a complete tour. Then she placed her hands on her hips, her legs spread to make the dress even tighter, and said in a little-girl voice, "So you think I'm fuckable?" I threw my arms around her neck, kissing her hard. We pressed our bodies together and Marie grabbed my ass, squeezing. When we finally broke the kiss, she said, "I take that as a yes." "Are you kidding? I wanna throw you on my bed and fuck your brains out right now." I attacked her mouth again-my tongue dueling with hers. "So you've been thinking about what I showed you?" she whispered into my ear as our hands roamed our bodies. "Constantly," I said with a moan when she caressed my bottom. Marie giggled and pulled away, looking at me from top to bottom. "Well, baby, you look so delicious, I'm going to have to fight off every girl in the place tonight to keep you to myself." "Why don't we just stay here and play?" I begged, trying to pull her back into my room. "Because, first, we're gonna party and dance and drink and get very, very slutty. And when we're both so horny we're ready to do it on the floor like animals, we're gonna run back here and make each other come and come and come and come." "What if I wanna fuck on the floor like an animal?" I said, and we both giggled like silly schoolgirls. Then I closed my door and took Marie's hand. "All right, you win. Let's get slutty." When we walked into the basement disco a few moments later, the sexual electricity hit me like a tidal wave. It was a small room, about the size of two double-car garages, filled with black lights, flashing colored lights and strobes. There were plush couches and booths around the walls, and a jukebox blasting rock music. The lights were hooked up to the jukebox and flashed to the driving beat. A bar served wine and beer. Twenty or so girls were on the dance floor grinding and bumping to the pulsating music. Another dozen were scattered around the room sipping their drinks and chatting. I noticed some of the girls were making out-one was lying across a table with her top off letting another girl feast on her breasts "This place is awesome," I said. Then Marie took my hand pulling me into the crush of female bodies on the dance floor. It was so crowded that there was no way to dance without rubbing your ass or tits up against another body. And such bodies. These were the most beautiful girls I had ever seen-all moving in a provocative, erotic dance orgy. I quickly realized everyone wanted to touch and be touched. Within seconds, there were soft hands and fingers exploring me. I felt a pair of breasts press into my back as a girl ground her crotch into my ass. Above the roar of the music, she put her lips to my ear and said, "I want you." But by the time I had managed to turn around, she melted into the mass of sweating, half-naked females.. |