Who are you? [part 1- taster]

This is more of a love/sex/fantasy. It’s my first story, so I’m just seeing if it’s worth carrying on

A young girl of only fifteen, years before i’d became sexually active. As a fairly pretty girl with glossy deep brown hair to below my shoulders, promising blue eyes. A well sculpted face, and what someone once described as ‘above average lips’ my body was well developed, slim and curvy in all the right places. A cup size of a 32D was always a plus in my appearance, after learning i could catch boys eyes i’d often use it to my power.

When I was alone, I would long for some attention and end up sneaking into my brothers room and flick through his collections, as I stroked through the pictures of men and women sharing passionate scenes. I’d pleasure myself, my pussy was often well shaven. And it mostly remained in a ‘neat’ state, the sensations i were begining to feel now were more arousing and powerful than when i was a younger girl. Biting on my lip, i’d feel up my placid body, and run my hands finally down to my naked slit and stroke and work at it until orgasm. Although, feeling that wasn’t enough now. It could get fantasy’s running through my head dirty fantasy’s the type young girl’s shouldn’t think about.

A new school year, new people.