Two stunning teen hotties posing nude outdoors

A lost and despairing woman finds salvation through love.

Nora ran from the party in tears. The night was unkind lightning brightly lit the sky as sheets of wind-driven rain swept the rocky slope. Bone-jarring thunder accompanied the bright flashes. She tripped and fell to her knees unaware that the long dress was muddied and torn.

How could you be so blind Sir William? Nora shouted into the darkness. I cannot bear this burden of unacknowledged love any longer.

She regained her footing and clambered up the slope to the cliff she knew was there. Although she could not see her ears heard the relentless pounding of the surf upon the rocks a hundred feet below. They offered the only solace she would ever find.

Nora! Sir William shouted into the stormy night as he emerged from the house. I understand now. Please I love you. I see it now.

Nora heard nothing but the crashing of the surf. It beckoned for her. She stood at the precipice leaned forward and allowed her own weight to carry her over the edge and into the darkness below.

Oh sweetie you re not even dressed! Dick will be here any time.

Rebecca looked up from the book and at her mom who appeared in the open doorway of her bedroom. It s Dirk not Dick mom. And he s never on time. Besides I m all ready except for getting dressed.

You and those romance novels her mom commented as she shook her head in disapproval and walked away.

Rebecca got off her bed and returned the oft-read soft-covered book to a shelf that held dozens more. She closed the bedroom door and looked in disdain at the dress that her mom had pressed and hung on a hangar from the closet door.

The white and pink fringed dress was hopelessly out of style. But how could she tell her mom that she was slow to put it on because she would be embarrassed to be seen wearing it?

Rebecca examined the neckline and observed the retailer s tag that was fastened to the manufacturer s washing label sewn into the dress. It read Priscilla s Boutique the name of a local clothing store in town. They used to have a stylish inventory but that recently changed.

She tore the tag from the dress but left behind the long plastic anchor. After tossing the tag into a small flower print trash can next to her bed Rebecca knew she had to put it on. In the end it wouldn t matter anyway she decided. She d be leaving this town far behind after graduation.

Sweetie Dick s here her mother announced shortly after Rebecca donned the horrendous dress.

Mom it s Dirk! she angrily retorted. Although directed at her mom it was an underlying fear of the future that was the root cause.

Dirk remembered the tux but claimed to have forgotten the corsage. Rebecca suspected he didn t want to shell out the money for one. Jake wasn t very self-reliant and still depended on his mother more than was normal for a senior on the eve of graduation.

The prom was a real downer for Rebecca as she watched her well-to-do peers flaunt high-dollar trendy dresses and anxiously reveal their college plans. That was why she agreed to leave early with Dirk. And that was why she looked down at the school from the scenic overlook far above.

An old dented red 83 VW bug was parked on the shoulder of SH 467 overlooking the brightly lit town of Wedgewood that was laid out below. From that viewpoint it was easy to identify a string of lights that was Main Street and a square cluster that was the Wedgewood High School.

Rebecca didn t know why she ever agreed to go to the prom. Dirk had asked her to go with him and she felt obligated to accept since they d been dating exclusively for the past year. But once there Rebecca realized what a mistake it was. Not going to the prom but Dirk.

All her life she d waited for this night. It was supposed to be magical and inspire hope and happiness. But for her it meant an end to everything she knew and the beginning of everything she didn t. She was scared.

Dirk couldn t understand and never wanted to talk. In his mind planning for the future meant figuring out where to go on Friday night and how to get money for the next bottle of booze or a dime bag of marijuana. To him the future was something to be endured while Rebecca wanted so much more. They were wrong for each other.

The trunk slammed closed and she watched Dirk as he opened the driver s door and sit behind the wheel. He displayed a pint-sized bottle of cheap Kentucky bourbon and twisted the black plastic cap off. He looked over at his hot girlfriend as he lifted the bottle to his thin pink lips like a king that rules a kingdom.

Rebecca was very attractive but never felt like she fit in anywhere. She self-consciously swept a few errant strands of silky brown hair out of her warm gray eyes and shifted uncomfortably in the vinyl bucket seat. She felt his eyes on her gazing at the swell of her perky breasts beneath the out of style dress that adorned her slender body.

Want some? he asked as he extended the bottle towards her invitingly.

You know I don t like that Rebecca complained in an irritated voice as she silently scolded herself for wasting a year of her life with him.

He wasn t pleased by her attitude. It ll loosen you up. I mean it s a big night for us.

A big night? Clearly she wasn t thinking along the same lines as he was.

Well yeah. It s prom night you know. I ve been real patient he hinted as if he deserved a reward for his behavior. This is our night.

She finally caught on. He was expecting to get lucky but Rebecca had no intention of giving up her virginity to the likes of him. Tonight had been a huge mistake and it was getting worse by the minute.

Dirk suddenly lunged for her making it out to be a big romantic moment that was anything but. She wasn t ready for the pass and it caught her off-guard. Rebecca found herself in his arms with his lips on her mouth and his tongue pressed inside.

All she could taste and smell was cheap bourbon and it threatened to turn her already sour stomach. His hands were just as quick. As the zipper at the back of her dress was tugged down with the fingers of one hand his other hand slipped inside and gently cupped and squeezed on a bare perky breast.

Being kissed and pawed was the last thing she needed. Rebecca tried pushing him away but he defiantly clung to her and had no intention of relinquishing his hold. In his mind he deserved the right to treat her in this manner. She was his girlfriend and she owed him for holding out for so long. His other friends were getting laid several times a week if their claims were to be believed.

Come on Rebecca he urged in a frustrated whisper. I ve been waiting long enough.

He pushed his other hand down the front of the dress and each cupped a soft mound. His palms and fingers gently squeezed on the supple swells. At the same time as her nipples eagerly hardened his penis restlessly stirred with life. Blood that his few remaining brain cells desperately needed was redirected to the growing erection that thumbed against the fabric of his black dress pants.

Dirk no she impatiently told him.

But the pulsating penis now fully hardened failed to hear her refusal. His mind could not comprehend her dismissal of his romantic interest. He was so captivated by the incredible silky warmth of her luscious perky breasts and hard nipples that he couldn t retreat. Instead he squeezed them harder and more of his body crossed over the emergency hand brake that separated the seats.

His weight and movement shifted her body down. A knee pressed between her thighs and although she resisted she felt them shifting far apart. Fear struck her heart as his body moved between her legs and she knew that there was little else that could stop his advances. One hand pulled away from a breast moved down and reached her crotch. Rebecca knew she had to do something and a thought came to mind.

Not like this you ll ruin the dress she told him. Just give me a couple minutes and I ll take it off. In the meantime you can get the back seat cleaned out. This front seat is too small and it s killing my back.

He hesitated suspicious. She gave him a sexy smile and lightly kissed his lips. Her hands teasingly dipped the front of her dress down and revealed both of her firm creamy swells and pink nipples. She vibrated her chest and the upright mounds bounced temptingly.

I need a little something more.

His head leaned down and his lips encircled a swollen nipple. He sucked on it as his tongue licked the very tip. Her hands gently cradled and caressed his head in feigned pleasure.

Ooh you re getting me so hot baby she lied in a sexy voice. I need you so bad. Just clear out some of that junk and we can finally do it.

Thinking he was finally going to score Dirk got out of the driver s seat and tilted the seat forward to access the back of the small car. As he removed some old fast food bags and cups Rebecca got out and stepped away as she fixed her loosened dress.

Where are you going? he asked as he saw her leaving.

My mom was right about you after all. You re not a Dirk you re a Dick.

And you re a fuckin bitch! he shouted back. A bitch with a very long walk ahead of her. See you around sweetheart.

He started the car and noisily peeled out in front of her. In a last act of last defiance he extended his left hand out of the open driver side window and flipped her off.

Rebecca watched him drive off relieved to be away from him. A very long walk awaited her but she almost relished the thought of having time to think things through. Life had gotten very confusing over the past several months and she had no sense of direction.

How was she supposed to know what she wanted to do for the rest of her life? She wasn t even sure if she wanted to suffer through four years of college. Education had not been her forte and she found school to be tedious and unrelenting. She loved to read and write but that wasn t any basis for a career was it? Not without a degree to back it up. And that took her full circle back to the college thing again.

Her feet shuffled along the gravel shoulder her path illuminated by a bright moon that hung in the sky far above. Hundreds of twinkling stars filled the night sky. More stars were visible from the hill top than from the valley below and she periodically stopped and looked up in admiration. They made her feel so small and insignificant and for a brief time made her problems seem so unimportant.

She heard an engine approaching from behind before the headlights appeared. She stepped deeper onto the shoulder and placed more room between her body and the road. When lights revealed her solitary figure the engine slowed and a slight squealing indicated that the vehicle was slowing down. Rebecca could tell it wasn t Dirk by the sound of the engine and when it seemed the car was stopping she turned and looked.

Need a ride young lady? a friendly male voice offered.

She approached the vehicle suspiciously. The occasional headlines about a missing girl appeared and made her more cautious than was her nature. When she stepped up to the open passenger door window and looked inside the face that greeted her seemed harmless. There was the slightest hint of recognition. She d seen him before which meant that he was a local.

Sure thanks she readily agreed as she climbed into the car.

You re dressed to kill…you haven t have you? I have a thing against picking up killers he joked to lighten the mood.

If I had it would have been a mercy killing Rebecca quipped as she acknowledged the thought had occurred to her.

Are you heading into town? she questioned since the car was heading in that direction when it stopped.

I have no particular direction in mind so I ll be more than happy to take you wherever you d like to go. Assuming we can get there on a single tank of gas he stipulated.

I live a few blocks north of Wedgewood High on Riverdale she told him. But I m in no rush. I mean…

I m James he introduced himself and changed subjects before the mood turned awkward and uncomfortable.

Rebecca she responded and warmly shook his extended hand. Thanks for stopping. It would ve taken me most the night to get home on foot.

Her answer begged the question how she d gotten so far from town and why she was walking in the first place but James was too much of a gentleman to ask. He cleared his throat as he tried to think of something to talk about that wouldn t be of a personal nature.

I thought he was my boyfriend Rebecca offered. We ve been going out for the past year. For some reason he thought that since tonight is the senior prom…well he was expecting more than I was willing to give. Maybe he was right to expect it but…

That s how guys think he acknowledged. I know because I used to be one.

Rebecca laughed through the tears that rimmed her eyes and threatened to flow. You used to be one?

Yeah I used to be one he clarified for her edification. Guys stop being guys when they start being husbands our mindsets change. They have to if the marriage is going to work.

What s your wife s name?

It was Priscilla he replied.

The pain was evident in his voice and she felt badly for asking. Their voices fell silent for several awkward moments until James offered an explanation that was still difficult to provide.

Cancer took her a little over a year ago he revealed. We were married for fifteen incredible years and I wish I could do it again. It would be so different.

Rebecca always heard older people saying things like they wished they could have done things differently. She often wondered what they meant. Maybe if she could learn by their mistakes she wouldn t be saying the same thing twenty years from now.

Differently how? she inquired in a casual non-threatening way.

I would ve spent more time with her he quickly answered. I designed and supervised the installation of motor-controlled conveyor systems so I spent a lot of time on the road. I wish I could have those weeks those months back. Time is such a precious commodity but it s never appreciated until it s gone.

Rebecca looked off into the darkness beyond the window. I m very sorry.

I like your dress he complimented her as he moved the conversation into a new direction.

Yeah you re definitely not a guy any more because only a husband would say something like that she decided. This thing is ghastly. My mom picked it out but she still thinks it s 1975.

Well maybe I do too.

Rebecca softly laughed. She immediately liked him. He had a good sense of humor he was mature and she sensed that he was a very compassionate person. Why else would he have picked her up?

She felt a twinge of excitement as she looked across the darkened interior of the car at his face illuminated by the dashboard lights. He was a handsome dark-haired man and appeared to be in his mid thirties. She felt a strong attraction to him that she couldn t explain yet the feeling persisted.

Rebecca started feeling better about the evening. The regret she initially felt for going to the prom with Dirk was replaced by the knowledge that if she hadn t she never would have met James. Fate worked like that. Things happened when they re supposed to. The tears in her eyes cleared and her heart filled with promise.

Do you still spend a lot of time traveling? she inquired. She was anxious to get to know everything about him.

After I lost Priscilla I quit he revealed. The boutique was all I had left of her and I couldn t bear the thought of closing it down.

Oh so that explains it Rebecca said to herself as realization dawned on her as to why the boutique seemed to suddenly go downhill.

That explains what? he asked.

Rebecca hadn t intended for him to hear the comment and now found herself in an awkward position. How could she tell him that his clothing selection was terrible?

Nothing.

Come on be honest he prodded. I m a husband remember? I can take it.

Well your inventory isn t keeping up with changing fashions she gently enlightened him. Your wife did a good job but…

But I m not he finished. Sales have really fallen off. I wasn t sure why.

It takes a woman s touch she assured him. Don t blame yourself.

She truly felt sorry for him. She felt like reaching over and hugging him but knew that she couldn t. Not yet. And then an idea formed in her mind. And when it did everything fell into place the prom that she left early Dirk being Dirk James picking her up and her finding out about his problems at the boutique. It was destiny.

I could help if you want. I m good at things like that and I m not doing anything else this summer.

I sold the house to keep the boutique afloat he explained. I couldn t pay you much.

Rebecca tried to figure him out. Was he saying that because he wanted her help but couldn t employ her or was he politely refusing her offer? She couldn t tell him she d work for free because then she d seem too aggressive. She was in a quandary as her mind tried to sift through the thoughts in its search for an appropriate response.

I m sure we can work something out.

The car crossed a bridge and passed a sign that welcomed them to Wedgewood. As they approached a railroad crossing the red warning lights brightly flashed and the white barrier arms lowered.

He could ve easily made it Rebecca thought. There was no reason to stop not unless he wanted to spend more time with her on either a conscious or sub-conscious level. Her full lips curled into an excited smile.

You could ve made it James.

I m enjoying your company he confirmed what she already suspected and his words heightened the excitement that coursed through her veins.

Rebecca reached her right hand behind the back of her neck. An irritated look appeared on her otherwise sweet face. Her fingers unsuccessfully yanked on a tag.

This tag has been poking me all night she complained.

Here let me.

James slid across the vinyl bench seat beside her. She leaned her head down and away from him as his hands reached up. He saw the white plastic anchor that was attached through the manufacturer s washing label. He carefully fished it out.

I recognize my work he casually mentioned.

Rebecca turned and faced him. When she did the tips of their noses touched. Neither of them retreated. They could feel the warmth of one another s breath on their faces. He breathed in deeply and enjoyed the lingering scent of perfume on her neck as she noticed his cologne.

Their skin turned red and pink as they were alternately illuminated by the flashing red lights. He admired her beautiful face the full pouting lips cute upturned nose thin plucked eyebrows and the most adorable gray eyes he had ever seen. He could sense the warmth compassion fear and uncertainty in her gaze.

She was intrigued by the brown eyes that sparkled with kindness and devotion. But pain and loss lurked behind the faç ade and she felt the sadness that burdened his heart. Despair softened his features and drew her to him in a way she could not understand.

A loud clanking of steel wheels on steel tracks and a shrill whistling provided the backdrop for their first kiss. They both needed the reassuring comfort of another human companion.

Their heads moved forward slowly as both hearts beat faster stimulated by the excitement created by anticipation. When the tips of their noses touched each head rotated to the right. Their lips paused with only a hundredth of an inch separating them. Their minds raced. She wanted the kiss but he hesitated with uncertainty nervous about her tender age.

Rebecca decided for him. She closed the distance and her lips lightly touched his. It was like kissing a cloud in a thunderstorm. The kiss was soft and gentle but underneath was deep emotional turmoil that stirred their passion with crackling electric-like surges of wondrous delight. His penis restlessly shifted and stiffened. Her nipples swelled and hardened and immediate warmth filled her loins.