Personal Narrative: Flying Colors

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Chapter 1

I was excited to show off my young, fit body at the track competition on Saturday. I had been working hard for over a year to get in tip top shape; I wasn’t about to let my new school down. As a freshman in college, I had a lot to prove. I was proud of my thin legs, my round butt, my toned arms, and my big breasts. I had the perfect strapping body. But before I could safely enter in the competition, I had to get a physical exam. It was a yearly procedure, and I wasn’t worried about it at all. I knew I would pass with flying colors - I had done everything in my power to stay healthy, eat right, and exercise heavily. There were no flaws in my young adult body. My best friend from high school had attended another college, which …show more content…

He covered them with his palms, stretching his hands out to grab them in their fullness, and then squeezed, rubbing and massaging them back and forth in jerking motions. I moaned and gasped, the sensitivity almost too much to bear. He toyed with my nipples, making them perk up, and his fingers made circles around my areolas. He began to moan, too, as he thrusted more enthusiastically inside of me. Doctor Zachary’s eyes sparkled with desire as he watched me getting fucked by Doctor Abelli. His waist was pushed against me; his pants were still off, his bottom half completely naked. I could see his erection growing again right underneath my eyes. He grunted as he grabbed himself, rubbing his hands along his cock profusely. In seconds, he was rock hard again, and he slapped my face with his dick. It hit me like a ton of bricks; it was so heavy and massive. “Good...idea”, Doctor Abelli commented through bated breaths. “Janyce…” he huffed. “...Why don’t you take another dose of Doctor Zachary’s semen into your mouth...it is very nutrient-rich, my dear…” he moaned as he thrusted inside me. His hands were planted firmly on my boobs, squeezing and pulling as he penetrated me deeper. I let out a moan, opening my mouth