Lexi in the Cue, a short story by Green Phantom. Date added: 2012-07-04. Times viewed: 1638.
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- Intro: “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she teased.
LEXI in the Cue
(Written by Green Phantom®)
It was the final race of the ‘Grid-Iron Superbike Championship’, at the ‘Chrome Torque Stadium’ in ‘Velledrome’.
This race, LEXI was looking forward to for the past two weeks now. And she planned to really go all out with the drinking today. It was the finals after all, and everyone else was in the hype mood.
LEXI had just turned 21 a week ago, and absolutely flipped when she received the ticket to this event from her mother as a birthday gift. LEXI was the tallest between herself and her three older sisters. She felt she was the slightly full-figured one though. Her big round breasts would often steal the spotlight from her sisters, but she didn’t know how many guys were actually attracted to her big curvy plump bottom. And LEXI felt that her sisters often gossiped behind her back about her slightly-fleshy figure.
Her hair, however, she was absolutely proud of. Long straight blonde hair with brown strands. And she loved the way it always smelt the same. Fresh and pulsating, due to the lavender-scented shampoo she uses regularly.
No wander she always kept a strand hanging over her face.
LEXI was heading towards the outside-bar alone this time. Her sisters were frustrating her with the non-stop chatter about their dates for this coming weekend, so she decided to skip the conversation by getting herself another drink.
LEXI felt a little vulnerable in the slowly passing-crowd she had to walk through, to get to the bar on the other side.
She placed her hands into the pockets of her hoody, so that she could pass by people easily. LEXI focused on the potential gaps she could pass through, and then slowly began getting the hang of it. Losing her footing was not a problem because she could easily lean against someone else if she needed to.
The weather turned out to be quite chilled, but luckily she chose to bring her fur-hooded hoody along. With the hoody, she had on her long tight denim jeans, which hugged her curvy thick thighs and plump bottom. Her pair of grey-fur boots was a good choice too, as they kept her small feet warm, and was extremely comfortable to walk in.
LEXI suddenly started noticing that the crowd around her had started moving a lot closer to each other now, and she was caught right in the middle.
Only when she pushed herself up onto her toes to see how far she still needed to go, did she realize that she was already in the cue, and it was still a long way to the bar.
There was nothing she could do now, but wait out the cue and move along with the flow.
As LEXI brought herself back down onto her heels again, she noticed someone had moved inappropriately close behind her.
LEXI smiled and then sighed; this was the oldest trick in the book and she knew it. In a crowded situation like this, guys would usually try to get behind some vulnerable girl, and usually at a point where she is distracted at the moment.
This had never actually happened to LEXI before. She had only heard of the many times it had happened to her sisters.
And they warned her about it too, but she had completely forgotten, up until now.
Their exact words were; “guys would take advantage of crowded situations, to get their members against some poor girl’s accessible bottom.”
Today, LEXI was that poor girl, but she didn’t feel bad at all, the fact that some guy had chosen her, gave her a slight sense of pride.
“Halo LEXI”, the perv behind her whispered into her ear, and surprised her.
Curiously, she couldn’t help but try and look over her shoulder.
“Don’t look back”, he said to her; “you’ll hurt your neck”.
“Well who are you?” she asked curiously.
“You’ll see when we get to the bar”, he answered.
LEXI smiled slightly, she didn’t like games but this was somewhat exciting.
“Okay…” she replied and laughed slightly.
The mystery man, who now confidently placed his hands on her hips, pushed himself closer against her, and she could feel the swollen bulge against her left bottom cheek. “You’re enjoying this, aren’t you?” she asked, teasingly.
“Of course I am, why wouldn’t I?”
“Because I’m fat”, she replied, plainly.
“Not at all, babe” he said and laughed slightly; “you’re full-figured, not fat.”
The crowd in front of her then moved a little bit forward, and she got some breathing space.
Although LEXI got a chance to turn around, she chose not to.
And before she knew it, the guy was right behind her again.
This time he pressed his swollen member, hard against the crack of her bottom, and gently slipped his hands into her back pockets, cupping both of her bottom cheeks.
“Wow, you’re quite good at this”, LEXIS teased again.
“I do this a lot”, he admitted; “and to be honest, the fleshy girls are the best victims.”
LEXI suddenly realizes that this game of theirs had caused a little wetness between her upper thighs.
To her surprise, she was actually enjoying this, and decided to keep playing along.
LEXI then makes a brave move of opening her legs a little wider, and then slightly bending her knees, before she starts gently grinding her bottom against his erection.
The guy nearly creamed his pants, and she could tell by his deep heavy breathing against the back of her neck.
LEXI then stops her grinding; “Slow down, honey”, she teased again; “it’s still a long way to the bar.”
And she could now feel him inhaling the scent of her hair, while he continuously squeezed at her bottom cheeks.
“What type of panties are you wearing?” he asked.
“It’s one of those hipster panties, the ones that’s really soft against my sensitive skin.”
Once again, LEXI sends the guy over the top, and he nearly creams his pants again.
“Damn you’re good at this”, he comments softly in her ear, and squeezes her bottom cheeks again.
“And here I thought you were the experienced one”, LEXI replies.
The crowd in front of them moves a little forward again, and the two now step ahead simultaneously.
“Give me your hand”, LEXI whispers and holds out her hand to her side.
“I want to show you something…”
LEXI then feels his hand slip into hers, and she smiles; “it’s big… and warm…”
Suddenly she shoves his hand into the front of her jeans, and he can’t help but gasp at the warm moist feeling of her hipster panties, tightly covering her pussy lips.
“Your move”, LEXI teases once again.
And before she knew it, he was rubbing at her pussy through her moist panties.
He pressed his fingers at all the right spots, and its vibrant movement sent LEXI into a state of ecstasy.
She laid her head back against his chest, closed her eyes, and enjoyed the satisfaction of her pussy being pleasured.
Once again, the crowd in front of them moved forward, and again they step ahead simultaneously.
LEXI made sure that his hand did not leave her jeans, and he made sure that he kept her pleasured.
“The bar’s getting closer” he said.
“Just make sure I cum, before then…”
The guy smiled at that, and LEXI suddenly felt his hand slip in behind her panties.
His hand had now made contact with the naked skin between her thighs, and the feeling it gave her, caused more of her sex juices to drip out.
Then, his three fingers slipped into her pussy, and she nearly cried out in pleasure.
“More…” she whispered, almost too loudly.
And he slipped a fourth finger in, before thrusting it all in and out of her.
The crowd moved forward again, and they followed weakly.
His thrusting became deeper and faster, and the more he did it, the more sex juices flowed out of her.
She could no longer hold on; the accumulating blissful pleasure was crammed up inside of her, and the only way she could extract it, was to cum right there and then.
“I’m cuming…” she said desperately, and leaned forward to hide her reaction from everyone around them.
As LEXI leaned forward, her plump bottom was displayed in its full glory, and he took full advantage by pressing his erection into it, while still fingering her until she came.
Due to the overpowering crowd noise, no one around LEXI noticed the trembling of her release and her pleasure moaning.
Eventually LEXI could stand up straight again, and that’s when she notices the man behind her, was no longer there.
As she faced forward again, she realized she had reached the bar, and the barman was trying to snap her out of her daydreaming; “the cue’s are long, missy. You have to hurry up.”
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