Victoria Parker

Wet dream schoolgirl

CHAPTER ONE

Like many teenaged girls Angela Peterson enjoyed the attentions of older men, and she took extreme joy in showing off her adorable charms whenever she could.

Angie had a teen Goddess body packed on to her frame. She was a pure blonde with sparkling blue eyes. Her hair was long and she liked to wear it in double ponytails, because she thought it enhanced the sweet, oval beauty of her face. Her lips were thick, pouty. Her cheeks were farm-girl fresh.

She had a dream ass that was high and proud, tight and round. Her titties were the size of ripe oranges, and her hips luscious, supple, and hinged to her body perfectly.

Angie attended Winston School for girls and she was in her last year at the private academy. She didn't care much for school. As her body ripened, her beauty matured, she had dreams of becoming a model, an actress, or a TV anchor woman.

The darling lass certainly had the looks for these professions. Angie had none of the desires of other girls her age. She cared not for teenage boys.

"Ugly? Pimples and stuff," she always said. Angie was well aware of her beauty and very aware of her body. She had been ever since she was young and started attracting the hot stares and gawking gazes of men and boys.

She loved to recall an incident that happened in the small Southern city where she lived. She was walking down the street in a tight pair of yellow shorts and a dark blue tank top. She had stopped to look in a store window, then glanced over her shoulder and saw a man in a car staring at her ass. Bang! He slammed into the car ahead of him. The accident and the look on the man's face were stuck in her mind forever.

Angie lived with her grandparents. Her mother was in a mental institute, and she had never known her father who fled while she was a baby. Her grandparents were old, very puritanical and stern. She longed to be away from them.

Angie would lie in bed at night thinking of Los Angeles or New York, New Orleans and other faraway places, and while she did this she masturbated. She loved the climactic thrill of orgasm and had been finger-fucking herself for years, sometimes as many as three times a day.

She had never had sex with a man, however, settling for the excitement of seeing a man turned on by her flirting.