Amanda (Chapter 1)

Her name was Chelsea; she was a junior at my school, a year ahead of me. We had been friends since my freshman year. She was about 5’2” and had beautiful red hair. She was a little chubby, but not so much as to detract from her natural beauty. She had a very nicely shaped butt and her breasts very at least size C, if not D. She always wore shirts to accentuate them too, always very low cut, allowing many of the guys to sneak easy looks. She wasn’t a slut by any means, quite a good girl actually, or so I thought. In my mind, she was a good girl, never letting the boys get too far, but in reality she was a horny little devil, just waiting to be let loose.
One day, like everyday, Chelsea was driving me home from school. As I didn’t have a car, she was generous enough to drive me. This had been the norm for about two months or so. Occasionally, we’d go to my neighborhood park and swing like little kids, but usually she’d take me straight home.
Today however, we decided to go to the park.
“Hey you wanna swing today?” She asked me
“Sure, why not, it’s been a while, huh?” I responded.
She smiled and sped ahead to the park entrance. Like usual, no one was there, which was a good thing. Even though I didn’t really have much romantic interest in the girl, I really liked being alone with her for some reason.
We got out of the car and she ran towards the swings, her beautiful butt bouncing up and down as she did. She really was a beautiful girl.
“Push me!” She yelled and she sat down in the swing.
“Ok” I said.
“Hmm,” I thought to myself, “This looks like a good chance for me to get a handful of that ass.”
But I had to be discreet. I placed my hands on her back and pushed her forward.