A girl stops you in the hall to casually chat
From Create Your Own Story
"Matt? Is that you?"
Cheyenne, the girl of your dreams, stops you in the hallway with a surprised look on her face. Out of all the girls you'd wished you could fuck last year, she spent the most time in your mind. She had thick, wavy dark hair and pale skin. More importantly, a firm, bouncy ass that she kept in a short, tight skirt. Her top was a v-neck that strained over her ample breasts; you could see the faint outline of her nipples through a too-thin bra. The rest of her body was slender and sexy.
She makes small-talk for awhile, continually noting how much "taller and more handsome" you've become over the summer. It's not helping your predicament at all, and you wince a little at the extreme pressure growing in your heavy ballsack.
The bell rings, and all of sudden you're alone in the hallway.
