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 …