Jenny was always a tease, wearing short-shorts or skirts and no bra. Her sweet buns and nice titties were always on view, giving me boner anytime I saw her - and she knew it. At school, she was two grades ahead and hung out with the "cool" kids, but at home, we spent a lot of time together.
"Come over after lunch tomorrow," she invited one Friday afternoon. "We can hang out."
"Sure."
"Oh, and my parents won't be home..." she added, a flirty tone in her sultry voice.
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We have been friends since elementary school, riding the school bus together and usually sharing a seat. My crush remained strong through Junior High, and my lust for her increased ten-fold by the time I hit sophomore year. When I got my first car I taught her to drive, being rewarded with a peck on the cheek and a squeeze on my thigh after each lesson, and when she passed her driver's test, I finally got a nice, long kiss on the lips.
She graduated that spring and left for college, and I hadn't seen her for almost a year when she came home for the summer. Her first day back she had stopped by our house, looking for me, and left her phone number. I called as soon as I got home, and that's when she invited me over.
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At one o'clock I bolted through the trees and took the path to her place. She was waiting on the deck for me, two of her dad's beers on the patio table, and I paused to look at her. Her hair was now red, her nose pierced, and both arms covered in tattoos. She looked hotter than ever.
"Hi! Give me a hug!" she welcomed, walking to me with her arms open wide.
"Wow, you look so different," I commented, putting my arms on her waist.
She wrapped her arms around me and pulled me close, laying her head on my chest and pushing her body tight into mine. My cock swelled, pushing into her belly, and she giggled.
"Nice to see you, too," she chuckled, wiggling against me.
She moved away and took my hands into hers, swaying her hips slightly and smiling coyly.
"You like my new look?'
"I do. You look fucking great!"
She dropped one hand and did a little spin, showing her glorious bum in those short-shorts, and her tits swayed and jiggled under the tank top.
"Phew," I huffed. "You are so hot, Jenny."
"Thanks, sweetie," she giggled. "Have a beer with me."
She held one can out for me and kept the other, taking a long sip. "I've missed you," she announced.
"I miss you, too," I replied. "How's college?"
"It's fun, but hard, too. Lots of studying, and a bit of partying. I decided to try some new things, hence the tats and hair."
"I guess you meet lots of guys, too," I asked sheepishly.
"A few," she admitted. "I went on some dates, but nobody special."
We just looked at each other for a moment, then she tilted her head to one side and gave a coy smile.
"What about you? Who have you been dating?"
"No one, really," I admitted with a shrug. "Went out with Betty Fisher a few times."
"Betty! That little snotty bitch?" she snorted.
Betty lived up the road on a large acreage with an equestrian center, one of the "horse girls" in the area, and Jenny always hated her.
"Haha, yeah. She's kinda cute, but not my type it turns out."
"Of course not," she chuckled. "She's too skinny and flat for you."
She did a slow twirl, wiggling her hips a little and jiggling her hefty boobs.
"This is what you're used to looking at," she teased, reaching her hand to my crotch and running her finger over the bulge.
I took in a quick suck of air when her fingers touched me, and smirked.
"Yeah. You make me hard, Jenny."
"I know," she giggled. "I've noticed many times, especially when I wear these shorts."
With another slow twirl, she stopped with her back to me, pushing her ass out and looking over her shoulder.
"You want to touch it, don't you?" she teased playfully. "Give it a good squeeze?"