Zarina Quiakides
Planetoid
- Joined
- Mar 31, 2015
Sonya look and outfit.
At sixteen years old, Sonya was a virgin but no one would ever believe she was a virgin with the way that she often acted and dressed in school. She was naturally a flirt and for some reason she found herself enjoying the way it felt to have the attention when she teased some of the guys in school but she didn't think about what that would cause people to think. She wasn't being a tease to be cruel, she wasn't doing it to be a bitch and there were often times she didn't even realize she was teasing a guy.
Sonya just had a natural sensuality to her that drew attention and then because of how she dressed she gained quite a few glances. Her typical mode of dress when not at school having to follow a dress code was a short skirt that fell only three inches below her ass and hugged her tight curves with a corset style top that molded to her c cup breasts that were full and lush. There were times when she would even get bold and not wear panties, though for her it was the comfort of not dealing with them and in part the risk of being caught excited her.
Not that she had been caught, at least to her knowledge. If she had a mother around, she might not have quite so much freedom but her daddy tended to let her get away with more than her mom ever would have. When her mother died six years ago, it left her with just her father and they had grown closer since.
Today the teen had just returned from school, it was a Thursday afternoon and they had a four day weekend. Excited, she went up to her room, grabbed her change of clothes and went to take a shower. She shampooed her dark auburn hair, which she had recently put purple highlights in then washed up, taking care of shaving her privates, though she still didn't know why she was bothering. It wasn't as though anyone else would know what she did down there since no one had ever seen her naked.
Still, once she had shaved her vagina and shaved her legs, she finished rinsing off and getting out to dry off. Staying in the bathroom, she blow dried her hair until it was only slightly damp before she threw on her lilac purple mini dress. The bottom of which barely covered her ass in the back and hinted at the V between in legs in the front. The top was tight around her firm, beautiful breasts, low and revealing just the upper curve of her breasts and held up over her shoulders with a thin strap.
Her hair she left down loose around her back and picked up her necklace, the heart locket had belonged to her mother. Her father had given it to her on her thirteenth birthday, telling her that it symbolized she was growing into a beautiful young woman. At the time, her breasts had just begun to grow but she had already felt that strange power a female had to get her way. Some of the boys had already begun to give her attention, the more her breasts formed, the more that attention seemed to grow.
She looked at the mirror version of herself as she put on her light lipstick that only enhanced the color of her lips and then some light eyeshadow. When she was done, she left the bathroom and went to her room and grabbed her purse before she made her way down the stairs and went to the living room where her father was and leaned over the back of the couch. "Hi, daddy." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek before she straightened and walked around to stand a couple of feet in front him with a sweet smile.
"Daddy, is it okay for me to go with Brynna to the mall and movies?" She was unaware that at this angle her panties could be hinted at just beneath the edge, they were a pale cream, silk and lace butterfly pair. "And we might go to the park after, some of the other kids are having a little party for Andrew's birthday. I'm supposed to call Brynna for a ride if you say it's okay."
At sixteen years old, Sonya was a virgin but no one would ever believe she was a virgin with the way that she often acted and dressed in school. She was naturally a flirt and for some reason she found herself enjoying the way it felt to have the attention when she teased some of the guys in school but she didn't think about what that would cause people to think. She wasn't being a tease to be cruel, she wasn't doing it to be a bitch and there were often times she didn't even realize she was teasing a guy.
Sonya just had a natural sensuality to her that drew attention and then because of how she dressed she gained quite a few glances. Her typical mode of dress when not at school having to follow a dress code was a short skirt that fell only three inches below her ass and hugged her tight curves with a corset style top that molded to her c cup breasts that were full and lush. There were times when she would even get bold and not wear panties, though for her it was the comfort of not dealing with them and in part the risk of being caught excited her.
Not that she had been caught, at least to her knowledge. If she had a mother around, she might not have quite so much freedom but her daddy tended to let her get away with more than her mom ever would have. When her mother died six years ago, it left her with just her father and they had grown closer since.
Today the teen had just returned from school, it was a Thursday afternoon and they had a four day weekend. Excited, she went up to her room, grabbed her change of clothes and went to take a shower. She shampooed her dark auburn hair, which she had recently put purple highlights in then washed up, taking care of shaving her privates, though she still didn't know why she was bothering. It wasn't as though anyone else would know what she did down there since no one had ever seen her naked.
Still, once she had shaved her vagina and shaved her legs, she finished rinsing off and getting out to dry off. Staying in the bathroom, she blow dried her hair until it was only slightly damp before she threw on her lilac purple mini dress. The bottom of which barely covered her ass in the back and hinted at the V between in legs in the front. The top was tight around her firm, beautiful breasts, low and revealing just the upper curve of her breasts and held up over her shoulders with a thin strap.
Her hair she left down loose around her back and picked up her necklace, the heart locket had belonged to her mother. Her father had given it to her on her thirteenth birthday, telling her that it symbolized she was growing into a beautiful young woman. At the time, her breasts had just begun to grow but she had already felt that strange power a female had to get her way. Some of the boys had already begun to give her attention, the more her breasts formed, the more that attention seemed to grow.
She looked at the mirror version of herself as she put on her light lipstick that only enhanced the color of her lips and then some light eyeshadow. When she was done, she left the bathroom and went to her room and grabbed her purse before she made her way down the stairs and went to the living room where her father was and leaned over the back of the couch. "Hi, daddy." She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his cheek before she straightened and walked around to stand a couple of feet in front him with a sweet smile.
"Daddy, is it okay for me to go with Brynna to the mall and movies?" She was unaware that at this angle her panties could be hinted at just beneath the edge, they were a pale cream, silk and lace butterfly pair. "And we might go to the park after, some of the other kids are having a little party for Andrew's birthday. I'm supposed to call Brynna for a ride if you say it's okay."