Oh, I spent a long time in my bedroom that evening. Anyone who knows me knows I love to look good, but tonight I had to be EXTRA delicious. After all, it was our big night – our monthly outing of the Sweet Valley High Snowbunnies Association – S.V.H.S.A. - and it promised to be a doozy. Little did I know how much of a doozy!!
Hair in pig tails? Check. I even bobbed my head about a few times, to make sure they had just the right bounce.
Bright red, cherry flavored lipstick? Check.
Teeny-tiny white pleated skirt which only barely came down past my sweet cheeks? Check.
T-Shirt… I had to do some thinking on that one. Finally, I settled on my extra-tight “Hello Kitty” T-Shirt, which proclaimed in loving, loopy letters: Won’t you be my fwiend?
Pink pocketbook? Check.
An assortment of lollipops and bubblegum? Check and check.
And lastly – though certainly not least – my pink Polaroid camera? Tee-hee! CHECK, DOUBLE-CHECK and TRIPLE-CHECK!
I gave my sweet boobs a good squeeze and a jiggle, said goodbye and blew a kiss to Mr. Snuffles and Mr. Jingles and the rest of my stuffed animals laying on the bed and looking at me all forlorn, and I – as they say – was off!
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As founder and acting president of the S.V.H.S.A., I had a lot of responsibilities… not the least of which was the care and upkeep of our mode of transpiration: the so-called BBC-Mobile!
The BBC-Mobile was an extra-large 15-passenger van which we’d all purchased the previous summer. We had to save a whole lot of babysitting and carwash money, believe me! Then we’d had it painted bright pink, gotten new seats installed and we were set!
So I jumped up on into the BBCMobile and fired her up, put on my favorite club music and unwrapped a cherry lollipop, then took off for the Meeting Place, which tonight was at Cindy-Lou’s house.
Everyone there looked just wonderful! There were the twins, Marlene and Darlene, wearing matching cheerleader outfits, their fiery red hair tucked behind their ears. They were chatting wildly with the other members of the Snow Bunnies club - it seemed like every week there were more and more of us! They were all just giggling and bouncing, as the older members of the group were relating stories of our past adventures. The new recruits were squealing, practically salivating in anticipation! Just seeing how excited they were stirred me up good and proper!
“All right, girls, listen up!” I called out.
They all settled down a bit, turned to give me their fill attention.
“I know you’re all excited, and we’ll be taking off in a few minutes! There are just a few things we need to go over first. First, it’s great to see so many new faces! Do we have any virgins with us tonight?”
I let the question hang there for a moment. After all, nobody likes to out themselves as a virgin. But we’re a very welcoming, gracious group. After a time, a few hands went up shyly. One of them belonged to an incredibly cute girl with dark hair and glasses. She had a bookish, mousy look about her.
“Anyone else?”
A few more hands eventually went up.
"Well, I recommend the buddy system. Partner yourselves with one of our more experienced members. Now, some of the girls here have asked if there should be an age limit, as apparently some older women have asked about joining, including Marlene and Darlene’s mother.”
Marlene and Darlene both blushed. Their mother was in her early forties and very attractive. Still, I wasn’t sure how the rest of the group would feel about it. If we let her join, then we’d have to let every middle-aged woman join, and that could lead to some unattractive consequences.
“I want you to know that we’ve set up a special advisory committee headed up by Cindy-Lou to explore the issue. There will be a series of meetings and a vote. Attendance is not mandatory. Last on the agenda, we’ll be putting on our ice cream social fundraiser this next weekend. The BBCMobile needs some work done, and the coffers are getting low. Any questions?”
The girls all looked at each other, bewildered. “Wait, I thought this was about sucking black cocks?” asked one of them, twirling her hair with her fingers.
I had to laugh. I guess I can take things a bit seriously sometimes. “That’s what it’s all about, all right! If there are no further questions, then let’s load her up!”
“Whoo-hoo!” All the girls squealed in delight practically ran over each other to get into the van.
I, of course, took the driver’s seat. That mousy, bookish girl with the dark hair ended up taking the passenger-side seat.
“Hi, I’m Candy. What’s your name?” I asked her, starting the van up and pulling out of the driveway.
“Marianne,” she mumbled, looking down.
She was an exceptionally pretty girl, I could tell. With just a little bit of work and a new wardrobe, she might even be one of the 10s. She had very large breasts and a cute little ass.
“Well, I’m very glad you’ve come out with us tonight, Marianne. I hope you have a good time.”
"Thanks.”
She was nervous. Of course she was. I was nervous, too, my first time. But boy, looking at her I could tell she was going to get some extra special attention. They loved the nervous ones.
“Would you care for a lollipop?” I asked, handing her one. “They’re really good!”
I looked in the rearview mirror from time to time and could see that several of the girls were making out with each other pretty heavily. This always happened on the trip out, no one could just keep their hands to themselves, they were so hot with anticipation!
Finally, we pulled into the club and hopped out. All told, there were a dozen of us. We walked side by side into the club, pigtails and skirts blowing in the breeze. Marlene was a gum-chewer. She blew a big bubble and it popped just as we opened the front door.
And where were we headed, you might ask? What was our destination for which we had gotten ourselves all dolled up and looking precious and delightful and ready to fuck hardcore?
Only the absolute lamest, whitest club in town!
...to be continued!
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