Are You A Freckle Fanatic? Part 2
Are You A Freckle Fanatic? Part 2
Tracey was a year older than me. She was a Senior, I was a Junior. Given her good looks, I was surprised to find out that she wasn't dating anyone. One of her friends told me that. I had a million things going in my young life, but I really wanted to date a serious freckle girl. I mean, I craved that. It wasn't that I did not appreciate my casual dating with models; it's just that when I first saw Tracey I knew she was exactly what I had been looking for.
We had the same lunch period. It was hard not to stare at her, so I decided to take the plunge. I knew she was into sports and was a school athelete of sorts herself. I went over to her lunch table after she finished eating and introduced myself. Then I told her that I had tickets to a sporting event on Friday night and wondered if she would like to go out with me?
Maybe the planets had aligned or some great freckle spirit decided to give me a gift. She said "Yes". We exchanged information and phone numbers. I planned to pick her up at five so we could go out to dinner, then to the event.
I arrived at her house right on time and met her family. They were friendly, cordial and seemed unusually happy that I was taking Tracey out. I chalked it up to the fact that she didn't date much, but there were other forces at work.
We talked a bit during dinner getting to know each other better. She really enjoyed the sporting event. Afterward, we went for some ice cream, then I asked her if she wanted to go to the beach for awhile? She said "Yes". Going to the beach at night was Florida teen speak for going somewhere quiet to make out. Again, I was surprised.
I knew a very secluded beach that was always deserted at night. Once there, I asked if she wanted to take a walk on the beach because my car had bucket seats. Not great for making out. Instead, she asked if I wanted to go skinny dipping? Ah, yeah!
Once we were sans clothes, I took her hand and we walked into the water. The bay was warm and welcoming. Before I knew it, we were making out. Tracey had beautiful, good sized and freckled breasts. She loved making out as much as I did, but sometimes it seemed like she was tryi upng too hard.
We frenched and she liked it, but yet again, she seemed to try too hard like she was trying to impress me. Finally, we just did it right there in the water. It just happened and caught both of us by surprise. She was not a virgin, but at seventeen she acted like she had never been with a guy before.
On the way home we didn't say alot, but the smile on her face told the story. I joked that she better not smile like that when she went into her house, otherwise her folks would probably guess what happened. She said, “Oh, they'd be happy for me!” Tracey blurted It out like she meant it, then caught herself and told me she was just kidding. Or, was she?
Spring Break came and we spent lots of time together. It was then I met her cousin Beth who was staying with her for the break. She, like Tracey, was about three inches shorter than me and a year older. She had very blond hair, a nice body and freckles. We took her along on dates and we turned out to be a fun threesome. I offered to set Beth up with a friend of mine, but Tracey liked things the way they were. Another weird clue.
Beth, like Tracey, was very cute. In casual conversation I asked her if she had a boyfriend? She said "No", then her and Tracey giggled a bit. Then came the pool incident. Tracey and Beth came over to my house to go into the pool with me. My sis and the models were out on assignments and my parents lived elsewhere near by.
After a while I got out of the pool to use the restroom. When I came back I caught the girls hugging and making out. At first I thought it was a joke. Surprised that I came back so quickly, Tracey and Beth knew the jig was up. It turned out that Beth was a lesbian and Tracey leaned more towards being bisexual.
They started making out with each other several years before. During some sleepovers they were caught fooling around by both sets of parents. They eventually found enough privacy to go all the way with each other and just kept doing that until their parents caught on and forbid them to be around for awhile.
Beth was allowed to come for Spring Break because Tracey was dating me. I was her first real boyfriend. The girls begged me to keep what I saw and now knew to myself. I agreed. I liked them both and had been around many LGB people because in the fashion industry it is common.
In the beginning I got the impression that Beth was jealous of my relationship with Tracey. I was sure she wanted her cousin all to herself. Then she warmed up to me and we became kind of a weird threesome. Spring Break was coming to an end. I allowed Tracey and Beth to use my bedroom for a long, last goodbye.
Although I felt weird about dating Tracey after everything, I was still completely addicted to her body. But that was the problem. I was more into her body than her. When it came to sex, she became insatiable. I found that to be true of most highly freckled girls for some reason.
Tracey graduated High School and would head to college in the fall, so I knew our thing was nearing its expiration date. Beth came to spend some time with Tracey over the summer. We, once again, became a threesome. That time it translated to my bedroom. Beth experienced her first guy and the two girls took me on the ride of my life.
Tracey was allowed to go to Beth's house for the rest of the summer, so I moved on to some models who were freckled lovelies like...
Reggie returned and we took up where we left off. Reggie was beautiful and got stared at everywhere we went. We both enjoyed sex, but making out with her was just as satisfying for both of us.
Now that you know how I got to be a Freckle Fanatic (and fiend), I will offer some helpful tidbits…
As you have learned, I have had quite a bit of experience with freckled lovelies. Tbe most important thing I've learned is never to place all freckle girls into the same category. While there are some common traits, each one is their own special person. However, here are some noticable commonalities…
The more freckles they have, the more sex they want. They love to be licked in the right places, but back door sex is usually out. Doggie style is in. Size isn't that important unless you find yourself visiting the grand canyon. Don't even think about premature ejaculation until your freckled goddess turns on the hot water and has her moment.
In 2016, Match.com ran an ad campaign titled "Love Your Imperfections" that featured individuals with perceived imperfections, including red hair and freckles. The ads included the tagline, "If you don't like your imperfections, someone else will".
The campaign sparked controversy, with some people interpreting the ads as suggesting that freckles and red hair were imperfections. Match.com apologized for the ads and removed them from circulation.
These stories are TRUE. You'll be amazed and freaked out as you meet young people who, perhaps through no fault of their own, became addicted to sex. Some have abnormalities that will blow your mind! NO A.I. IS USED. Warning: Sexual Situations and Photos
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